Debbie panicked right then and dropped her phone, its screen shattering with a loud crack!
Ember glanced at her, but while she felt that Debbie was obviously acting suspicious, Zachary thought that Debbie was just thrilled. “Don’t worry.
James is safe now.”
Debbie kept her head down to hide her reaction. “I’m just so happy…”
Dr. Wagner suddenly said, “May I finish?”
“What’s wrong? Didn’t you say he’s saved?” Zachary asked.
“He’s breathing, but…” Dr. Wagner was looking Zachary in the eye, but soon sighed. ‘I’ve done my best.”
Zachary sensed something ominous. “What is it?”
’He’s in a vegetative state…”
“What?” Zachary exclaimed in fear and disbelief.
It was a terrible outcome-the only difference between a person in a vegetative state and a dead person was their breathing!
“We did what we could,” Dr. Wagner added.
Even if doctors were used to this, a loved one would have a hard time accepting such an outcome.
Debbie certainly did not expect the sudden reversal-even if James was alive, how was he different from dead, being the vegetable he was?
Someone up there must be watching out for her!
Ember, who had been watching Debbie, saw the look on her face.
Debbie also happened to look up and saw Ember’s gaze, and the latter did not flinch-as if telling her ‘l saw that’.
Debbie frowned-Ember had been messing with her for a while now, and it seemed that she must not allow her to stay at large.
“What’s with that look?” she exclaimed while looking forlorn. “I don’t have time to waste with you now after all that.”
With that, she walked up to Dr. Wagner. “When can he leave?”
“We’re keeping him in the ICU for 48 hours. If there’s no issue after that, we will put him in a normal ward,” Dr. Wagner replied.
“Thank you,” Zachary said, mustering his spirit just then-he knew Dr.
Wagner’s ability, and despite how things turned out, Dr. Wagner must have done all he could.
“No. I’m sorry I can’t do anything else for him-”
“I know you did your best,” Zachary said-their friendship was enough to justify that understanding.
As they watched James being wheeled to ICU, Zachary sat on a bench along the walkway in silence.
“No one wanted this,” Ember said, wrapping her arms around him. “It’s alright. Everyone did their best.”
Zachary turned to look at her just then.
He could not get a read on her at all, and every sign pointed to her being heinous.
Even so, he felt warmth from the comfort she offered at the moment.
“Thank you, Ember.”
Ember actually pursed her lips right then.
She could feel Zachary’s earnestness and was left so emotional she could burst into tears right then.
“We’re married, Zachary,” she rasped. “That means we should always look out for each other. I would even take a bullet for you if you’re willing to accept me.”
Zachary brushed his fingers through her hair. “I don’t need you to take a bullet for me, silly.”
“I would either way,” Ember said. “I’m with you ‘till the end of the line.” One could only say something like that if they loved another person rotten.
Though Ember was as rotten as she was a schemer, she was genuinely in love with Zachary.
Meanwhile, Debbie was watching them nearby, finding Ember an eyesore no matter how she looked.
Still, she turned away and whipped out a phone to make a call.
It was soon answered.
“Mr. Althoff? James is…”
Diarmuid had just met the Raideens.
In any situation, they would first consider profit and then the big picture, but neither gave them reasons to help Abigail.
In fact, she was the reason their profits were hurt-since they were Minervans, and they controlled the interest of Mead Clinic.
Naturally, they told Diarmuid that they were already doing him a favor by not adding fuel to fire.
Diarmuid, however, knew that they were just refusing because he did not sweeten the pot enough.
He whipped out his phone, about to make a call, when Debbie’s call came.He answered it, but Debbie was stuttering a lot.
“Just tell me already!” he snapped.
“James… is in a vegetative state. He’s at the Central Hospital, and Zachary is with him too,” Debbie finally said.
The gaze on Diarmuid’s seemingly calm face darkened and his hands flinched slightly.
One could not tell if he was sad, especially since he controlled his voice very well. “I see.”
“Don’t worry, sir—l’ll find the best medical staff we have to take care of him. I’ll also report anything that happens at the company right away,” Debbie assured him.
With James gone, she was now his right-hand man.
“Yeah,” Diarmuid said, his gaze lowering as he rubbed between his brows. “Get Stan to help if you find yourself overwhelmed.”
“Stan would be busy at headquarters. I’m confident I can do well right here.”
Debbie was perfectly aware that now was the moment she would make Diarmuid see her worth.
And she certainly wanted that, instead of being overshadowed by Stan and James.
“Don’t worry, Mr. Althoff-l’ll keep a close eye on everything here. Just worry about getting Ms. Bernstein back.”
Diarmuid certainly could not split himself and had to leave any issues in Zidonia to Debbie’s care.
After he hung up, he took a moment to calm down before calling Auric Wes.
“Yes, I wish to set up a meeting.”
The one on the end was not Auric, but they soon answered, “Yes, Mr. Althoff. Mr. Wes has agreed to a meeting.”
“Good,” Diarmuid growled, hung up, and turned to his chauffeur. “Book the next flight to Duran.”
“Yes, Mr. Althoff.”
With that, Diarmuid closed his eyes.
It appeared as if he was resting his eyes, but he was actually trying to stop himself from an emotional outburst.
His furrowed brow was a Clear indicator that he was not calm at the moment!
After hanging up, Debbie put away her phone and started to leave when
Zachary called out to her.
“Just leave James to me. I know the people who work here, so it’s more convenient if I’m the one to make arrangements.”
Debbie could not ask for more-she would rather spend time doing Diarmuid’s bidding now that James was no threat to her.
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.