Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan) novel Chapter 223

Seeing Dr. Dailey enter the room with his assistant, I felt relieved. I felt my legs buckle after settling everything. Catherine was there to catch me, her voice filled with concern, "Allie, are you okay?"

I pointed to a chair nearby. Catherine, understanding my unspoken request, helped me sit down. I watched as Irving and a group of people, including Nettie, followed us.

I took a long look at Nettie. Her face was unreadable, eyes filled with indifference. Perhaps the sudden and gory event had taken their toll on her. Her face was pale, and her fists clenched. She seemed on edge.

Feeling my gaze, she turned her head towards me. Annoyance flashed in her eyes as she met my gaze defiantly.

I held her gaze, pressing her with my own.

After a while, she looked away with her back to me, revealing a hint of guilt in her retreating eyes.

I sneered silently. “You must be guilty, haven’t you?”

She had it coming for being so heartless. No wonder Janice slapped her. She deserved it!

Meanwhile, Irving was busy on his phone, creating an annoying din.

Catherine asked worriedly, "Allie, do you think Janice will be okay? She lost so much blood... I'm worried."

I turned to Catherine, instructing her, "Go check on her. I'll call Hannah to come back. If there's any news, let me know immediately. I'm worried, too."

Catherine nodded. "Alright, I'm on it."

As she started to leave, I called after her, "Wait..."

Catherine halted in her tracks as I continued, "Tell Janice not to worry about anything here. I will do everything in my power to protect Janetta. She's my friend, and I won't let anything happen to her."

"Is she waking up?" Hannah sat next to me, studying my face, and asked, "What happened?"

"Janice is in trouble! I don't know how she's doing now!" I expressed my worries, "I hope both of them can get through this safely."

I wanted to ask Hannah how she got back so quickly, but with Irving and others around, I didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

Waiting was agonising. I was nervous and restless. I walked over to the patio railing to get some fresh air. I looked down and found Camilla rushing out of a corridor on the opposite side and taking the escalator downstairs.

I was a little confused. Wasn't she having stomach issues? Why was she on the second floor? If I remembered correctly, the entire first floor was all operating rooms. Was her condition bad enough to require surgery?

I asked Hannah to come over and pointed to the corridor opposite. I whispered a few words in her ear, and she immediately went downstairs.