My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 2691

The doctor said, "She has a heartbeat and is conscious now, but... she can't wake up right away."

Fogort knew that the doctor was being tactful. This meant that Tamsine had now become incapacitated and bedridden.

In the hospital ward, everyone from the villa came to check on Tamsine's condition. Their faces were filled with immense sadness.

It was a stressful day, so Fogort’s mind was overwhelmed and in a mess. He thought to himself, 'What on earth happened today? Why did this happen? I was sure that this calamity didn't appear in Tamsine's fate. What's going on?'

It was getting late at night, but Fogort never left.

'Is this God's will?' Fogort kept wondering to himself.

He thought everything had already begun to change when he chose not to kill Tamsine.

Alas, what was going on now?

He stayed by Tamsine's bedside, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.

"I-I haven't changed anything. Nothing has changed. For her, even death has become a luxury now.

"It's all because of me... I'm sorry. If I had been more decisive, you wouldn't have had to suffer. I'm so sorry."

Fogort lay beside Tamsine’s bed as he cried. However, at this moment, the lights in the ward turned on.

…

The next day, Fogort returned to the villa and looked for Sidney first.

Sidney’s eyes blinked with great joy as he squealed, "Daddy, where are we going today?"

Fogort said very patiently, "I won't be able to accompany you today. I'll get some people to take you to the amusement park, okay?"

"Really? An amusement park! You're the best, Daddy."

"Say hi to them."

Fogort ushered Sidney into a white minivan. Thresmund, the Dune brothers, and the rest were sitting inside.

Fogort walked back to the villa after sending Sidney away safely. At that moment, there was only anger in his heart.

Next, he gathered everyone in the hall. As for himself, he sat on the couch in the middle with his legs crossed.

"Everyone, I probably know who the murderer is."

In an instant, the originally bustling hall became silent. Everyone looked nervously at Fogort.

At this time, Lester, who had been standing quietly at the side, stepped forward and asked, "Really, Mr. Fogort?"

Fogort nodded coldly and replied, "Yes."

"Tell us who it is. We'll never forgive the one behind this."

Meanwhile, Lester's son, Trenton Randy, came forward and said, "Wait a minute, Mr. Fogort. I don't think you need to point your fingers at the people in this villa."

Trenton's tone was sarcastic and filled with disdain as he continued, "You'd better prove your innocence first. If I remember correctly, you were the first person to find Miss Hurley in that state. What if you're the person responsible?"