Hearing the footsteps behind him, Oliver Hudson subconsciously turned his head. Upon recognizing who was coming, Charlotte Thompson’s voice abruptly stopped, a flash of surprise crossing her eyes.
Justin Battleson gave her a penetrating glance, then turned his gaze away. He took Oliver Hudson’s arm and led him away.
A dazed expression clouded Oliver Hudson’s face, his eyes slightly scattered—his emotions teetering on the verge of collapse.
He allowed Justin to lead him away.
Justin turned his head to look at him, a wave of shock rippling through him.
Michael Richard explained Oliver Hudson’s condition on their way, but he still hadn’t expected that Oliver would truly be a man filled with such despair.
Furrowing his brow, he looked at the dispirited Oliver and asked, "Brother, what exactly happened?"
Although on the cusp of an emotional breakdown, Oliver managed to provide a complete account of Annie Anne’s condition.
Even Justin Battleson felt chills running down his spine while listening to the details.
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Rubbing his temple, Justin maintained a calm expression in contrast to Oliver Hudson. He then raised his voice slightly.
"Brother, I know you’re upset, but right now you can’t do anything if you’re falling apart emotionally and blaming yourself."
He crouched down, forcing Oliver Hudson to lift his gaze towards him. He spoke reassuringly, "The most important thing right now is to cure Annie’s illness and comfort Annie, leaving all other matters for later."
Whether it was his determined tone or not, Oliver’s murky eyes slowly regained clarity, and the light lit up again in his bloodshot eyes.
Before Oliver could reply, Justin’s deep voice resonated again, "There’s something you probably don’t know. Charlotte and I have three kids. She adopted the other two kids, and it’s been four years since then."
Upon hearing this, Oliver widened his eyes slightly, incredulity painting his gaze.
"Adam Ross has two children?"
Justin shrugged, neither confirming nor denying.
Oliver had already been bombarded with several astonishing pieces of information within a few hours. Hence, he didn’t pursue the topic about Adam Ross’ children further. Instead, he contemplated Justin’s earlier words and then everything began to fall into place.
"So, you’re saying I should focus on treating Annie’s illness first, right?"
Justin nodded in agreement.
Oliver clenched his fists, his veins popping against the back of his hand.
He had already resolved his heart that regardless of the outcome, he would do everything he could to cure Annie.
Even if one day she fully recovers her memory and starts recalling things about him - whether that brings hatred or distance, it didn’t matter.
All he wanted was for her to have a safe, joyful, and healthy future from now on.
Having reached this point, Oliver’s chaotic mind started to clear up and he quickly pulled out his cell phone. His shaking fingers swiped across the screen before he dialed a number.
A male voice answered a few seconds later.
Suppressing his overwhelming emotions, Oliver said, "Contact the best overseas neurologists and psychologists. I need immediate dual treatment for both psychological and nervous conditions—the sooner, the better."
The man on the other end was evidently taken aback at first, but upon detecting urgency in Oliver’s voice, he didn’t ask further and solemnly promised to take care of it.