Madam, Your Ex-Husband Is On Call novel Chapter 25

Chapter 25 Sudden Illness

The post raised this topic to a higher level.

[The more Beatrice, the less Anastasia.]

The scolding that was in full swing during the day disappeared in an instant.

On the contrary, those who sympathized with Beatrice felt bad for Anastasia now.

Those problems that were deliberately hidden behind were directly highlighted.

They represented the unwillingness and grievance of women in the workplace.

The A-list and B-list celebrities under Starlight Entertainment also showed up to support the company.

They said that the company's protection of artists was extremely strict, and there would be someone to accompany the artists to all events. There were absolutely no unspoken rules.

It was not a peaceful night.

Beatrice was so uncomfortable that she couldn't sleep.

People on the Internet actually began to investigate her past, and she began to panic.

She made countless calls to Christian, but no one answered.

Looking at the sleeping child on the bed, she gritted her teeth, took off the child's clothes, and put him on the balcony...

At three o'clock in the morning.

Christian received a call from the hospital, saying that Charlie had a high fever.

He frowned and rushed over with Brian anyway.

He didn't expect that matter would be reversed.

Originally, when something happened to Anastasia, he planned to wait for the situation to cool down before asking Beatrice to come forward and explain. It would take at least two days.

As a result, Anastasia fought a beautiful comeback today.

There was an indescribable feeling in his heart. It was like a mixed feeling of loss and appreciation.

She once again surprised him.

As for Beatrice, he felt disappointed.

When she was asking him to save her life, he actually thought she was in danger.

Unexpectedly, it was a play directed and acted by herself.

So all day long, he didn't answer any of Beatrice's calls.

The Patterson Group owned shares in that private hospital, so he rushed over when he received a call from the hospital in the middle of the night.

Outside the ward.

He saw that Beatrice was still wearing her pajamas, with her hair disheveled. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying. She sat in a chair in a state of embarrassment, blamed herself sadly, and cried in a low voice.

That lonely and pitiful look transformed her from a scheming woman into a gentle mother.

Christian's gaze was a bit complicated, and finally, he walked over.

Beatrice raised her head, and when she looked at him, her tears flowed even more violently. She reached out and hugged his waist tightly.

It seemed that she had found a piece of driftwood to rely on, and she said in a whimpering voice.

"Donny asked me to take good care of the child before he died. I didn't take good care of him. I was sorry for Donny. If something happened to Charlie, I wouldn't be able to live anymore..."

Hearing that name, Christian frowned, and he reached out to pat Beatrice's shoulder.

"Everything will be fine. Don't overthink it."

As he was speaking, the doctor came out.

"Mr. Patterson, Mr. Charlie has a high fever, and because he was sent to the hospital too late, now his lungs are inflamed. After the rescue, the situation is still not stable. We have to wait until tomorrow to see if the fever will subside."

Christian's face darkened, and the doctor sighed.

"The child became ill so suddenly. He was very healthy at the physical examination a few days ago.

"It's quite strange. If the fever doesn't go away tomorrow, there may be other complications. If his lungs and brain get infected, things will get serious."

Beatrice trembled all over and then became stiff. Her face was pale. She raised her head, tears streaming down.

"Christian, save Charlie, please..."

Christian looked at the doctor with a gloomy face.

"You must save him at any cost."

The doctor also knew the seriousness. After all, Charlie was the first child of the Patterson family, so he didn't dare take it lightly.

As soon as the doctor left, Brian went to go through the formalities.

Christian's deep eyes fell on Beatrice.

Beatrice pursed her lips and choked with sobs.

"He started to have a high fever in the afternoon. I called you, but you didn't answer. Everyone scolded me online. I was afraid that if I went out, people would find out, and it would be bad for Charlie, so I didn't dare to take him to the hospital..."

Christian's expression was indifferent, and his voice was low and distant.

"Have you watched the video?"