“What about the VIP wards?”
“They’re reserved as well.” A frowning Rachel gave Julian a call. “Hi Julian, are you busy now?” “I’m still in a meeting. What’s wrong?” “My friend was in an accident and needs to be hospitalized, but the Tran-Q said that they have no more wards left. As a girl, it’s not so convenient for her to be in the emergency ward…”
“I see, that’s okay. I’ll call them to ask about it. Even though I have already resigned, the senior employees there would still show me some respect.”
“Sorry to trouble you then.” After slightly more than ten minutes after the conversation ended, a nurse came over and told her that they had arranged for a ward. Jessica clearly looked better after she changed words.
Rachel knew that Jessica had never been. through any hardships in her life. It was already. difficult for her to come to Riverdale alone, not to mention staying by herself in a place as busy and noisy as the emergency ward.
“You’re quite capable of being able to get a ward with just one call. I heard that it’s difficult to get a ward in the public hospitals here.” Rachel poured her a glass of water and placed it next to the bed. “It’s not as difficult as you think.”
“Things are so different now that you’ve transformed into a company president, huh?” Jessica sneered. “You must have forgotten it yourself how everyone has snubbed you in the past. If Hans knew you’re doing so well now, he would surely die in peace.”
At the mention of Hans, Rachel’s hands trembled. “I’m the one who let him down.” “What’s the point of saying that now? He’s already dead.”
Unwilling to speak more about Hans with her, Rachel suppressed her emotions. “Are you hungry? I’ll buy you some food. Right after she said this, a knock came from the door.
“Come in.” At first, Rachel thought it was the hospital staff coming in, but it was Justin instead. “Hi, Rae.” Pushing the door open, he stood at the door and peered in.
“Why are you here?” “Didn’t you say that your friend was in an accident? I came over to see if there’s anything I can help with. By the way, I bought some food. Your friend-” He stopped himself mid- sentence when his gaze fell on the bed. “Why is it you?” he exclaimed with knitted brows.
Jessica gritted her teeth as well at the sight of Justin. “I wanted to ask you the same thing. Why is it you?” A puzzled Rachel asked, “Do you know each other?”
Pointing a finger at Justin, Jessica cried wolf first. “He’s the one who knocked into me and didn’t even send me to the hospital. It was a hit and run!” Rachel’s expression changed and she stopped Justin. “What happened?”
Not knowing Jessica’s real identity, Justin still thought that she was just someone faking an accident for benefit. “I can let it slide that you tried to fake an accident with me, but you found another one after that? Let’s go, Rachel. She’s a conman,” he said, pulling her and trying to get her to leave.
Jerking her hand away, Rachel said with a frown, “What nonsense are you speaking about? What conman? Do you know who she is? She is Hans’ younger sister.”
When the name ‘Hans’ reached his ears, he froze for a moment and turned to the bed in stunned silence. In fact, Justin didn’t have a deep impression of Hans. So many years had passed, and that man’s face was already turning blurry, but he knew better than anyone how important Hans was to Rachel. “Is she Hans’ sister?”
“Yeah,” Rachel answered with a nod. ‘Leave first. Thanks for the food.” “Wait a minute. Leave?” Jessica stopped them. “He knocked me down in a hit and run, and you’re letting him go before I have even settled the score with him? Are you trying to cover up for him? I’m calling the police now.”
“Jess!’ Rachel quickly stopped her. ‘Don’t call the police.” “It’s fine if you don’t want me to call the police, but give me your contact details. Should anything happen to me, I’m looking for you for compensation.”
Stretching out her hand with her palm upward at Justin, Jessica appeared very confident. On the other hand, Justin furrowed his brows as he judged the girl in front of him. His instincts told him that this girl’s thoughts were not that simple.
The fact that she suddenly appeared in the garage, purposely let him hit her and even met him in the hospital now; all these seemingly coincidental but impossible coincidences were all very suspicious.
“What exactly do you want?” he asked Jessica, stepping in front of Rachel. While Rachel looked concerned, Jessica’s expression remained unchanged. “What do you mean by that? You’re the one who knocked into me!”
“I didn’t hit you at all.” “If you didn’t hit me, could I be the one who hit you?” Jessica asked as she pulled her sheets away to reveal her calf which was bandaged and fixed in position. “Could I have broken my own leg?”
Before Justin could say anything, Rachel interjected, “Why didn’t you call the ambulance. after knocking down someone? Instead, you drove away? What would you do if something bad had happened?”
“I…” All of a sudden, he couldn’t explain himself. He knew that Rachel would be in a fluster from concern and everything he said now would sound like an excuse. Hence, he decided not to explain anything. “I’m sorry. I didn’t see it carefully.”
“Forget it. Go home first. I’ll be staying here for the night.” Justin glanced at Jessica and narrowed his. eyes. “Okay, I’ll bring you breakfast tomorrow morning.”
“N-” Before she could even say ‘no’, Jessica suddenly changed her statement. “Sure, I want an English breakfast from that place on Langdon Street. I heard that it’s especially delicious.” Rachel knitted her brows. “I’ll get you what you want to eat.”
“No, I want him to buy it because he’s the one who knocked me.” “Do you know who he is?” This was the second time Rachel asked a question like this today. By right, Jessica shouldn’t have met Justin before because he rarely showed his face and any information on the Internet about him didn’t have any pictures of him.
From Jessica’s understanding, Justin was the suspect who killed her brother, and if she knew that he was the one who knocked into her, she wouldn’t have asked him to buy her breakfast. “Even if he’s the Prince of Wales, he still has to buy me breakfast. He’s obliged to since he’s the one who hit me.”
“He’s Justin Burton,” Rachel said. Sooner or later, Jessica would know about this. Rather than being worried that something would happen when she was in the dark, Rachel decided to clear up the air in front of Jessica’s eyes. Sure enough, Jessica looked shocked when she heard that. “What? You’re Justin Burton?”
The news sank in and she wanted to get out of bed agitatedly, but cried out in pain instead. With quick reflexes, Rachel held her. “Easy does it. I told you that it was a misunderstanding and he’s not related to your brother’s death.”
“How is he unrelated? He’s the one who broke Hans’ leg and now, he’s trying to break mine with a car! What feud does our family have with you?”
The girl’s reproach fell on Justin’s ears, and his hands balled up slightly. No matter what the reason was for Jessica to try to approach him, or the purpose she planned this play today, he really owed the Egerton Family.
Regardless, he was the one who broke Hans’ leg, and that indirectly caused him to be murdered after that. This point was undeniable. “I’m sorry. It’s true that I’m partly responsible for your brother’s death,” he admitted, his. emotionless voice echoing in the room.
