As such, he asked worriedly, “I just saw him hours ago. How did that happen?”
“I don’t know-I’m abroad right now, but I’m worried. Check on him for me, will you? Call me right away if something’s up.”
“Okay,” Zachary replied, pausing before asking, “I heard that Abigail is in trouble too. Is she going to be okay?”
“Just take care of James for me,” Diarmuid said quietly-he would not be able to give Zachary the full picture over one phone call anyway, and he would rather Zachary not be distracted.
He could not help them from Zidonia anyway.
“I’ll go right now,” Zachary said.
Zachary knew Diarmuid-if Diarmuid did not want to say it, Zachary would not ask.
Sliding his phone into his pocket, Zachary hurried to the counter, where Ember was still trying out the bracelet.
Seeing him return, she held out her wrist in front of him, asking, “Does it look good?”
“Yeah,” Zachary said without looking and whipped out his wallet to take out a credit card.
Handing it to the sales assistant, he said, “We’ll take it.”
“Very well.” The sales assistant was certainly happy about sealing the deal so quickly, and took the card to the cashier counter.
Ember actually became distracted just then and tried to ask casually, “Who was that?”
“Diarmuid,” Zachary replied without a pause.
He obviously was not lying either, so Ember was relieved. “Did something come up?”
“Yeah,” Zachary said. “James Cross was caught in an accident and rushed to the hospital. Diarmuid is abroad and can’t come home soon, so he asked me to check on him.”
“I’m coming with you,” Ember said, adding before Zachary could protest,” Mr. Cross has been very nice to me. I’m worried about him too.”
Zachary held her gaze for a moment, but eventually nodded.
The sales assistant soon returned with Zachary’s card and the bracelet packed up. Taking both items, Zachary said, “Let’s go.”
Zachary quickly drove to Aiken Hospital with Ember and arrived to find Debbie waiting alone outside the operating room.
However, Zachary had noticed that conditions there were exceedingly crude, and his brow was deeply creased even as he strode inside.
Even Ember was asking, “Why would they send Mr. Cross here?”
‘What are you doing here?” Debbie was actually surprised to see Zachary there.
Zachary said, “Diarmuid called me.”
‘L see.” Debbie lowered her eyes.
Ember’s eyes were locked on her. “You seemed surprised.”
Debbie looked up then, but her usual businesslike expression had already returned-she appeared solemn, even a little lofty as if she stood above others. “I’m sure you have a misunderstanding here, missy.”
As Diarmuid’s secretary, she certainly had the disposition to belittle others.
After all, there are so many people who wanted just minutes of his time, but they all had to go through her first.
Be that as it may, Ember grew up like a pampered princess and she was not about to suffer Debbie’s strut. “Zachary and Diarmuid are friends, and I’m Zachary’s wife. You should show some respect.”
Debbie frowned, but Zachary quickly got annoyed too. “Are you really doing this right now?”
Ember quickly turned silent-she had just won Zachary’s affection after so much, and the last thing she wanted was to upset him.
Debbie held her tongue since she did not want more trouble either.
“Tell me, what happened? How did he get into a traffic accident?” Zachary asked.
‘He was on the way to the airport when his car collided with a dump track on Ringer Bridge. This was the closest hospital, so we rushed him here.”
That served as an explanation for why James was taken to this hospital, and Zachary nodded. “Find the driver of the dump truck. I’ll take a look in the OR myself.”
Debbie stopped him. “I’ve already sent our people to find the driver and investigate the accident, but what are you doing? You could cause a mishap during the surgery if you disturb the doctors.”
“I’m a doctor-I know what I’m doing,” Zachary said, and ignored her obstruction to look for the administrators, introducing himself and soon gaining approval to enter the operating room.
The interior of the operating room was actually a whole new world to him.
Not only were the conditions terrible, but the equipment was crude and ancient too.
James was comatose, and while the doctors were trying to save him, Zachary could see that there was a limit to their ability. James was going to die if they delayed this further.
He quickly made his resolve-even if now was not the time to move James, delaying it any further would be no better.
He called Central Hospital’s emergency dispatch.
Having worked there before and knowing the many people who worked there, it was not difficult to get an ambulance to take James to Central Hospital instead.
Outside the operating room, Ember was staring at Debbie.
There was no need for her to hold back since Zachary was not around.
“You knew what would happen before sending Mr. Cross here, didn’t you?”
It takes a woman to know a woman-or a scheming woman, to be precise.
That was why Ember could sense that Debbie had ulterior motives.
Debbie, however, simply ignored Ember while she folded her arms across her chest. “Why the silence? Feeling guilty because I saw through you?’
Debbie remained silent, but shot her a cold look this time.
Ember was frustrated that she was ignored, too. A pampered daughter of a rich family like her certainly never suffered such abuse!
People only ever treated her like a princess, and she was naturally left grumpy by Debbie’s cold shoulder.
As her face fell, she snorted coolly. “We will all know what you’re up to once Mr. Cross wakes up. Don’t take everyone for idiots now.”
Debbie turned and left, wanting nothing less to stay away from Ember.
That was when her phone jingled.
She whipped it out from her pocket, unlocked it, and saw that she received a text.
[I know you tried to kill James Cross. ]
Debbie’s face turned pale right then and she quickly typed a reply.
[Who are you?!]
[You don’t have to know who I am. Just know that Ember Lindt suspects you, and you really shouldn’t let her stay at large or there’s going to be problems]
It was as if the sender had seen everything that happened with their own eyes… Perhaps they were right there!
Debbie quickly looked around and quickly spotted a person dressed in a black trench coat and a baseball cap on the second floor walkway.
Seemingly sensing her gaze, the person quickly turned to leave.
Debbie gave chase, but they were already gone when she reached the second floor. However, she was not giving up just yet-she quickly looked around to find the person when her phone jingled again.
[Don’t try to look for me, or I’ll tell Diarmuid Althoff that you tried to kill James Cross.]
Debbie panicked-who were they? How did they know about Diarmuid?
She quickly sent a reply.
[What do you want?]
[To help you.]
Debbie scowled. [Do you take me for a fool? You were threatening me a moment ago.]
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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