Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 1169

By the time Santiago arrived at the hospital, Raeleigh had already had a miscarriage. The doctor came out and informed him of the news, causing him to kick the doctor to the ground.

"Now that the baby is gone, nothing will come to a good end." Santiago looked as if he was out for blood. The doctor got up from the ground, trembling. He lowered his head in horror, as though he were a lowly creature before a tyrant.

It was a fact known to all that no one who messed with Santiago Harvey was still left unscathed, if not devoured.

At any rate, when Raeleigh was sent here, the baby was already gone. Not even by forcing them to die would the baby come alive!

Santiago's gaze had been filled with ferocity. It landed on the door of the operating theater while he gradually regained his composure. "Since the baby couldn't be rescued, save the mother. I will remember each of your names. If, in the future, she can't give birth to another child, then you folks will not live to see another day. Ditto your families."

"Don't even think of emigrating or escaping anywhere. Unless you're six feet under, I will find you even if you've fled to the ends of the Earth."

"M-Mr. Harvey." The doctor hurried forward, shivering. Santiago stood there for a while. "Shoot."

"You see, the mother seems to be fine now. As for giving birth in the future, there won't be a problem. We can guarantee that as long as the father is also alright, she can give birth again."

Santiago glared at the doctor with his cold eyes, as if he demanded blood. "Is there a problem with the father?"

The doctor was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. "No... no."

"Then, why don't you get your a*s moving?" Santiago turned around. The doctor hastily ran back to arrange for Raeleigh's surgery. Only the best was included in the procedure, for it was Raelegh's life on the line.

Santiago stood outside for two or three seconds, glancing at Stuart, Scarlette, and Hadrian.

Scarlette had been crying her eyes out. Little did she know what was wrong with her. She had never behaved in this way before. But at that time, she was the one who couldn't keep her cool.

Seeing her weeping, Hadrian stood beside her, not knowing what to do.

Stuart just came here to look for Santiago.

"Is he dead?" This was the first thing that came out of Santiago's mouth when he saw Stuart, who was then frightened and lowered his head. "Mr. Jepherson isn't in a good condition right now. Mr. Santiago, please go and sign the papers."

"What papers? To book a spot for him in the morgue?" Santiago's attitude and voice silenced Stuart in a way beyond what was possible.

Even so, he had to say something, and he was ever so close to dropping to his knees. "Mr. Santiago, the two of you are blood brothers."

Over the years, there were only a few people whom Stuart could not see through, one of which was Santiago.

Sometimes, he had the impression that Santiago's frivolousness was a pretence, and underneath, he might be a scheming sort of person.

If Jepherson died at that time, the entire Harvey family would fall under Santiago's responsibility. Even if everyone in the family was distressed, they would not do anything to Santiago, for he would be the last heir of the Harvey family standing.

Stuart knew that he was not in a position to think in this way, but with the current situation, it was natural for him to think so.

"No sh*t, Sherlock. Were he not my brother, I'd kill him!" With that, Santiago strode towards the emergency room where Jepherson was in.

The doctors were on tenterhooks before he came. None of them dared to perform any emergency first aid on Jepherson. They just tried to sustain his life.

Santiago did come, but his intimidating aura caused the doctors to shake like a leaf. He didn't seem to have come to sign the papers.

It was more like he was here as their Grim Reaper.

Before this, they had claimed that they wouldn't perform an operation if a family member hadn't signed the consent form. At the moment, they didn't dare to say a word more.

Stuart was relieved to behold what had happened. As long as Santiago was genuinely nice to his brother, Jepherson would be fine.

Santiago sat down and leaned against the chair. The doctors were busy rescuing Jepherson. Two hours later, they finally sent Jepherson out of the emergency room. When they saw Santiago, they told him, "Mr. Santiago, you can rest assured that Mr. Jepherson is out of the woods now."

"Is he out of the woods today, or in the future too?" From what he said, the implications were that if something happened to Jepherson the next day, then they would still need to die, and that he was asking them to explain Jepherson's illness.

The doctor quickly explained, "There's probably something that has been putting a lot of strain on him mentally and physically, to say nothing of his heart disease, which has existed since forever."

"It isn't easy to be cured. A long-term recovery plan is required. He can't be too tired, and he can't be too worried about anything."

"That is to say, he will spend the rest of his life as an invalid." Hearing this, Santiago shot daggers at the doctor, who then rectified, "Well, not exactly. You know what they say. Happy heart, happy body."

"I see. Stuart, take good care of him. I'll go and check on Raeleigh." With that, Santiago glanced at Jepherson before turning around and walking away.

He arrived at Raeleigh's ward. Her surgery had long since ended, and she was sent to a ward. Scarlette was still wiping her tears outside of her ward. She didn't dare to go in and have a look.

Hadrian stood by the door, keeping an eye on Scarlette to ensure that her emotions were stable.

When Santiago came, she stood up and greeted him while shedding tears. "Mr. Santiago."

"Hey. Take a break. If you continue to cry, then you will look ugly. You can't take care of Raeleigh in this way. Hadrian, go back and bring Cynthia over. I will call her. By the way, tell Serra that my brother is sick, and that Raeleigh is taking care of him here. We can't let the cat out of the bag. Also, get some clothes for Scarlette. She isn't in a proper mental state right now. We need to arrange for her to be admitted to the hospital too, so that she won't go back and leak anything. It'll only make things worse."

Pursing her lips, Scarlette thought, "Have I ever made things worse? Now that Raeleigh has ended up like this, shouldn't I be sad?"

Scarlette just couldn't wrap her head around this matter. She wondered how in the world Raeleigh wound up in this condition.