Marcus sat on the sofa, wanting to visit his dad in the hospital, but heard that his dad was currently undergoing emergency rescue.
"Little young master, I’ll start making porridge first, so Miss Hollis can drink it directly when she wakes up."
The chef said, still a bit worried about Eleanor Hollis’s health condition.
"Thank you, chef uncle. Mommy really can’t eat too greasy foods right now."
Marcus, like an adult, spoke slowly.
In the hospital, the number of blood bags sent into the emergency room gradually increased, and everyone’s faces grew more solemn.
When the door to the emergency room opened, the attending doctor almost collapsed to the ground, and those around him quickly helped him up.
"The situation with the blood loss has improved, it’s okay now, let him rest well."
The Quinton Family, who had been waiting by his side, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Old Master Quinn ordered for Hugo Quinn to be moved into a ward, then quietly sat at the bedside, waiting for him to wake up.
"Old Master, you should go back and rest for a while."
The butler spoke up beside him, not wanting the elderly man to wear himself out.
"It’s okay, I’m not at ease until I see him wake up."
Old Master Quinn sighed, then remembered Claire Shaw.
"How is Claire’s injury? Has she gone home now?"
"She has been brought back to Serenford. The injuries are minor, nothing serious, she just needs to rest for a few days."
Old Master Quinn nodded, that’s good, his face showed a hint of relief.
This time Hugo and Claire Shaw had gone through life and death together, their relationship should improve, right? As long as they spend more time together, Eleanor Hollis won’t have a place in it.
At the Ford Family, many people gathered around Claire Shaw, expressing concern, while Old Master Ford looked at her anxiously.
"Claire, is everything alright?"
Claire Shaw shook her head, looking desolate.
"Grandpa, I’ve shared hardships with Hugo Quinn, this time I went over because of his grandma’s matter, isn’t the Quinton Family indebted to me?"
Old Master Ford thought carefully, and indeed it seemed logical.
"Grandpa, go talk to Grandpa Quinn and set our wedding date."
Old Master Ford showed a trace of hesitation on his face. He could see that Hugo Quinn seemed to have no interest in Claire, and if he forced them together, maybe Claire wouldn’t be happy in the future.
"Claire, you saw it too, he likes that divorced woman, I’m afraid that if you’re with him, you won’t be happy."
Claire Shaw saw her grandpa wavering and was excited enough to get up.
"Grandpa, everyone knows about Hugo and me sharing a bed that day. If I don’t marry him, how will people view me? Besides, I am confident I can make him forget Eleanor Hollis after marriage. Grandpa, please, alright? I just want to be with him."
Claire Shaw’s usual way of being coy always made Old Master Ford agree.
"Okay, I’ll find some time to talk to him."
Claire Shaw’s eyes flashed with a hint of a smile, she was content to recuperate, leaving the rest for her grandpa.
When Hugo Quinn woke up, it was already noon the next day.
Old Master Quinn had been by his side the whole time.
The moment he opened his eyes, he almost tried to get up, looking around but didn’t see Eleanor Hollis.
"Hugo, your wound is still inflamed, don’t move for now."
Old Master Quinn saw he was about to get out of bed and quickly held him down.
"Where’s Eleanor Hollis?" ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⚑𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⚑𝙣𝙚𝙩
He had been unconscious; shouldn’t Eleanor Hollis be by his side? Why didn’t he see her?
Old Master Quinn’s face immediately darkened, the first thing he said after waking up was to ask where Eleanor Hollis was; who knows what spell that woman had cast on him!
Hugo Quinn touched around himself, his phone wasn’t there. It must have been left on that island, or else he could call Eleanor Hollis.
"Why are you asking about her?"
Old Master Quinn said with a dark face but then softened a little.
"What would you like to eat? I’ll have someone bring you something."
Hugo Quinn didn’t speak, he quietly closed his eyes, recalling hearing Eleanor Hollis’s shout before he lost consciousness. How was she now? Was she alright?
"Dad, please arrange for me to be discharged."
He said flatly, planning to pull out the needle in his hand.
Old Master Quinn jumped in shock, the doctor had repeatedly warned him to take care, the wound was already inflamed. If it continued to get worse, there might be a risk to his life.
"I’ll bring her here for you! Just don’t move!!"
He shouted, his face turning red but he was helpless.
Hugo Quinn then slowly lay back in bed.
Eleanor Hollis was still groggy, surprised to receive a call from Old Master Quinn, but knowing she could see Hugo Quinn, she didn’t care about anything else, changed her clothes, and headed to the hospital.
But downstairs at the hospital, she ran right into Claire Shaw who had come to visit.
Claire Shaw held porridge, looking very weak.
Eleanor Hollis didn’t speak, hurriedly pressed the elevator.
Claire Shaw smirked and followed behind her.
"I really admire you sometimes, even after seeing those photos, you can still care about Hugo."
Eleanor Hollis lowered her eyes, pretending she didn’t hear anything, going to see Hugo Quinn was more important right now.
Claire’s voice suddenly became vicious, she tightly clenched her teeth and slowly approached.
"What will it take for you to leave him?!"
At this moment, the elevator had arrived, the door slowly opened.
Eleanor Hollis stepped out first, but her wrist was grabbed by Claire Shaw.
"Miss Shaw, how insecure are you to want me to leave? You know full well, with a fair competition, you’re not my match."
Her words successfully enraged Claire Shaw, who suddenly charged at her, throwing the thermal lunch box in her hand fiercely at her face.
Eleanor Hollis dodged, Claire Shaw immediately lost control of her body and lunged forward. The lunch box tipped over, spilling porridge all over, and she ended up sitting in the porridge, looking utterly pathetic.
The ward door happened to open at this moment, Old Master Quinn saw the state Claire Shaw was in, and his eyes turned dark.
"What’s going on here?"
Claire Shaw immediately started to cry, looking pitifully at Eleanor Hollis.
"Eleanor Hollis, even if you don’t like me, you don’t have to treat me . I just spoke about fair competition with you, did I do anything wrong? Hugo was never yours, you aren’t even married yet, I have the right to pursue him too!"
Old Master Quinn immediately understood the situation from Claire Shaw’s words and looked at Eleanor Hollis with disgust.
"If it weren’t for Hugo asking to see you, do you think I’d call you over? Eleanor Hollis, Claire Shaw’s status is more prestigious than yours, didn’t you consider the consequences before you acted?"