“Please transfer him to a private hospital!” She wanted the best doctor to treat Luke. The servant helped Catherine sit on the bench in the corridor and said, “Don’t worry, Mrs. Turner. Mr. Turner had probably only been too tired these days since he was dealing with Vivian’s matter.” Catherine’s hand flew to her forehead, exhaustion taking over her. Back at home, she thought his liver problem relapsed; but clearly that wasn’t the issue and she wasn’t expecting even the doctor wouldn’t know what was wrong. It shocked her.
“Maybe. I’ll find another doctor to check on him.”
Catherine forced a smile.
Luke was transferred to the best private hospital in Barnes. He remained unconscious and Catherine made sure to take care of him herself. She wrung the water on the towel and wiped his arm with it. Suddenly, something occurred to her. She smiled and muttered to herself, “You always prioritize your hygiene. Usually, you take a bath twice a day. Now I only wipe your body once every two days. Are you going to be mad at me when you wake up? Many doctors came to see you these past few days but none of them could diagnose your disease. Luke, am I the one to blame? If I hadn’t been so stubborn to adopt Vivian, things like this wouldn’t have happened. You always call me smart. You said I always make a careful calculation of everything. So how come 1 made such a big mistake? When you wake up, you must scold me again.”
The smile on Catherine’s face became bitter. She truly regretted bringing Vivian into the Turner family. If she hadn’t, their family would have been in a better situation.
During the first days of Luke’s coma, the Turner family had spent a lot of money, inviting medical experts from all around the country but none of them could provide a proper diagnosis. Just like what the initial hospital told them, the cause of Luke’s unconsciousness was still unidentified.
Other family members persuaded Catherine to give up. Luke was known to be dissolute and wild during his early days. Perhaps his body had been gradually weakening since then, the signs were simply not that obvious.
Catherine insisted on finding a treatment but her resolve was crumbling each day. The longer Luke was in a coma, the more uncertain she became. She was just mulling over the doctor’s reports when a servant knocked on the door and entered. “Mrs. Turner, a doctor named Jeremy Button from abroad said he wanted to see you.”
“Jeremy Button? Why haven’t I heard of this doctor’s name?” Catherine’s hope of finding out Luke’s problem had dwindled now. But since the doctor came all the way from abroad, Catherine decided to let Jeremy see Luke out of respect. “Let him in,” she said.
A servant led Jeremy into the ward. A frown immediately appeared on Catherine’s face the moment she saw the cold-looking man. She had doubts about him. The man might be good-looking, but there was a hint of slyness in his eyes.
Besides, Jeremy looked young. He didn’t seem to have enough experience.
“Check on him, please. Thank you for coming here despite the long distance. The Turner family will reimburse you for the traveling expenses.” Catherine sat down, taking a sip of the tea the servant brought in.
Jeremy simply nodded. He only spoke after checking Luke’s body. “It should be the rejection after the liver transplant,” he concluded.
Catherine was not surprised. Calmly, she said, “I have the same thoughts but the doctor said everything was normal. Thank you, Dr. Button. You can leave now.”
It was not a fresh conclusion. Multiple doctors had suggested the same thing but couldn’t find a solution for it. So what was the point?
Jeremy remained standing on his spot. He opened the medical kit and took out a syringe. Looking back at Catherine, he asked, “Do you not want me to treat Mr. Turner? He will wake up soon after the injection.”
The teacup Catherine was holding almost spilled as her hand shook. She put it down and asked in disbenefit, “Are you telling the truth?”
Jeremy administered the injection to Luke. A few minutes later, Luke’s eyelids fluttered, and his fingers moved. The medicine had worked.
The servant, who was taking care of Luke, pointed at him with a trembling finger and exclaimed, “Mrs. Turner, Mr. Turner is waking up!”
Everyone’s faces lit up at once. Catherine rushed to the bedside, knelt down, and held Luke’s hand. “Are you really awake?”
With all his strength, Luke opened his eyes and looked around. “Where am I? Am I in a hospital?” When he finished speaking, he tried propping himself up, only to find that he had no strength to do so. He fell awkwardly on the bed and shouted hysterically, “I need to go to the company. 1 can’t let them get the Turner Group!”
“You just woke up. Don’t move. Don’t worry about the company. I will deal with it myself.” Catherine was overjoyed that she did not even have time to wipe her tears.
She turned around to thank Jeremy But then, Luke had slipped back into a coma. He lay motionless on the bed as though his brief awakening had been nothing more than Catherine’s own imagination.
“Luke, can you hear me?! Luke!” Catherine repeatedly called her husband’s name, but he did not wake up again. She wiped the tears off her face and looked back at Jeremy. “Dr. Button, what’s going on?”
Jeremy, who had just finished arranging his medical kit, smiled and calmly said. “Relax. It’s because I just injected 1% of the dose.”
“What?!” Catherine stood up and stared at him with narrowed eyes. It did not take long before she realized that something was wrong. “How much do you want? I’m willing to pay as long as you cure Luke.”
Jeremy raised his eyebrows and applauded elegantly. “Bravo, Mrs. Turner. You really are intelligent. It’s no wonder you come from a noble family.”
“Cut the bullshit, Jeremy. What exactly do you want?” Catherine asked crossly She could not rest assured unless she heard the answer from his mouth.
Jeremy took out a document from his medical kit and handed it to her. “You just need to sign this share transfer agreement. Then, I’ll cure Luke right away.”
Catherine quickly perused the agreement, and her pupils contracted at the tightly-spaced words on the page.
In a fit of anger, she flung the documents at Jeremy’s face and accused him. “You’re the one who took away Vivian’s shares, aren’t you?!”
Jeremy’s face turned slightly red as the documents struck him. But instead of bursting into anger, he just picked them up from the floor and calmly placed them on the table. “It’s true. I’ve also bought a lot of shares of the Turner Group from other places. It won’t be long before that company becomes mine. I won’t force you to sign the agreement. But just so you know, nobody can save your dear husband but me.”
Just as Jeremy was about to turn around to leave, Catherine stopped him. With the help of a servant, she walked over to him and asked, “Why do you want to get the Turner Group?’’
She had no idea who Jeremy was, much less had enmity with him.
Jeremy shrugged his shoulders and casually answered, “I’ve always had high hopes for the Turner Group. However, over the past few years, it hasn’t thrived under Luke’s leadership. I’m confident that the Turner Group will flourish under mine,”
“Bullshit!” Catherine gnashed her teeth in pure hatred. She felt so weak that if it had not been for the servant, she might have collapsed.
Why did Vivian transfer her shares to Jeremy, though?
There was only one possible reason for that. Jeremy must have sent Vivian to infiltrate the Turner family, and Catherine had unwittingly fallen into their elaborate scheme.
“You want to destroy our family, don’t you? If you want the shares, we can sit down and talk! Why are you taking advantage of the situation?” Catherine laughed sardonically and added, “I wouldn’t be surprised if I found out that you caused Luke’s coma.”
Jeremy smiled faintly and replied, “Since you sound so sure, why don’t you call the police and have me interrogated for, say, three days? Let’s see who’ll die first: Luke or me?”
New Book: Beginning with a Daring Encounter
Celsie was tired of being labeled as an introvert, workaholic, and dull virgin by her friends. Determined to prove them wrong, she made a bet that she would do something daring on her 25th birthday. Now that the day had arrived, it was time to fulfill her promise. On her daring to-do list, there was one task: a one-night stand with someone.
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