Bringing the Nation's Husband Home II

XLV | Other Girls...

The car hadn't even come to a complete stop when Alexander pulled open the door and got out. He took big strides towards the car in front, but before he even got there, James had gotten out with Isabelle in his arms. He rushed over, as Sophia hurriedly locked the car and caught up.

Alexander's footsteps stumbled for just a moment, then he caught up to them.

There were many people in the hospital. They took Isabelle immediately to the operating room.

James sat on a chair in the waiting room with an anxious expression, whereas Sophia sat restlessly in her seat. She eventually got up and paced up and down in front of James every now and then.

Her pacing made James feel agitated. He couldn't take it anymore and raised his head. "Sophia, could you sit and be quiet for a moment?"

"James, your wife is lying in there, could you look a little worried?" retorted Sophia.

James didn't react to her retort and just waved his hand, wearing an expression that said he couldn't be bothered by her antics.

The assistant instinctively glanced over at Alexander, who stood around five meters away from the window, when he heard the two words "your wife" from Sophia's mouth.

Alexander appeared exceptionally quiet, as though he hadn't heard what was just said,. He stood still, staring out the window. However, the assistant noticed that his hand on the window sill had clenched into a fist. Because he had used excessive force, white lines had formed around his knuckles.

About half an hour later, the doctor emerged from the operating room.

Sophia was the first to rush over to him. "How's my sister?"

James followed closely behind, walking up to the doctor.

Alexander, who stood in his spot without moving, just slightly turned his head towards the two.

The doctor removed the face mask and said, "The patient is fine. Perhaps she hasn't been resting well lately, and when exposed to the cold, it triggered an inflammation in her body. Now, she has a high fever and her blood pressure is low, which is why she fainted. We've given her some fluids for now."

After a pause, he added, "If one of you is available, please proceed to patient registration for overnight stays."

Alexander glanced at his assistant, who instinctively knew to walk up to them. "Miss Davis, Mr. Williams, I'll go."

James and Sophia didn't reject his offer, and nodded. The assistant took the form, ready to go downstairs, when Alexander stretched out his hand and took it from him, walking downstairs.

After Alexander came back, Isabelle was given a private room at the hospital. When she fainted, her clothes had become completely dirty. Now, she'd changed into a hospital gown and lay quietly on the bed with an IV drip in her arm. James sat by her bed with a clean towel in his hands, wiping her hair and clearing the dirt from her face.

Alexander stood in the corridor, staring at that scene for a long time. In the end, he didn't go in but gave his assistant the money for the hospital bill, then turned to go downstairs on his own.

It was already evening by the time Alexander came back with a handful of bags.

The needle in Isabelle's arm was already removed and replaced with a plaster. She was deep asleep on the hospital bed.

When James, Sophia, and his assistant had received Alexander's call yesterday, the three of them had rushed overnight, so they hadn't slept all night. On top of that, after a day of torment at the hospital, they were so incredibly exhausted that they couldn't take it anymore and also fell asleep.