Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 885

Chandler took the phone from Helen and put his arm around her to embrace her. He laid his other hand on the back of her hand and transferred some warmth to her.

"Carles, drive faster," Chandler ordered solemnly.

Laying in Chandler's embrace, Helen was in an indescribable panic.

She thought she had long been used to seeing life and death and was also indifferent to family ties. But at this moment, her mind was filled with memories of Cameron's kindness to her.

Cameron openly avoided Faye and only acknowledged Helen as his biological younger sister. He braced himself to return to the company and fought for a position for her.

He was hostile toward Chandler and eager to keep her by his side for a lifetime to protect her.

And also the jolly time on the dining table, his address of her, the situations where they could discuss things together…

Helen shook her head vigorously to force the thoughts out of her head. As long as she became indifferent, she wouldn't be sad anymore.

She hypnotized herself over and over again, but when she arrived at the hospital and saw Cameron lying on the hospital bed, covered in blood, she still panicked.

"Shawn! Where is Shawn?" She turned to find Shawn, only to realize that he hadn't come back with her.

"Ambrose, didn't you see him?" Helen asked irritably.

"I… I have been following you. That brat runs too far away, and I can't control him."

"Bee." Melody pulled herself together and walked up to hold Helen. "Calm down, calm down. Your brother knows it. He'll be happy to know that you acknowledge him. This is not your fault."

"No, I can save him, I can!" Helen didn't know how to explain it, so she could only look at Chandler with a pleading gaze. "Chandler, trust me. Get me the needles."

Chandler looked into her eyes for a few seconds before his eyes darkened briefly. He then turned and vanished at the end of the hallway.

Helen lost all of her strength at this moment and collapsed to the ground in despair. He didn't trust her?

Behind her, the undulating fluctuations on the ECG monitor gradually became smaller and completely flattened out after a minute.

Tears streamed down her face, dripping to the floor. Looking at the transparent teardrop, she felt a huge sense of helplessness enveloping her.