My Darling, My Dearest novel Chapter 376

There was a trace of panic in Austin's voice. "I was about to warn Dylan. I didn't expect that a group of people would beat him up. He's currently in the emergency room, and he's still not out of the woods."

Jack looked back at the three people

surrounding him and said in a low voice, "Okay, I know."

Marcus glanced at his watch. "Okay, it's almost time for us to board. Jack, thank you for taking care of these domestic affairs."

Celia hugged Rachel and bit her lower lip. "Rachel, I have to go. I don't know when I will come back. I know my father is an asshole, but he's still my father, so... can you let him continue working in the company?"

Rachel nodded, "We know."

"What about Jack?"

Meeting the expectant look in her eyes, Jack frowned slightly. After a moment of hesitation, he said slowly, "Celia, there's something you need to know."

The serious expression on his face made the other three feel strange.

Jack said, "I received a call just now. Your father, Dylan, was beaten up and brought to the hospital. He still isn't out of danger.

I thought that you should know about it, but don't worry. We will take good care of your father."

Rachel subconsciously glanced at the other couple, Celia and Marcus.

Tears streamed down Celia's face. She covered her mouth and muttered in a trembling voice, "How could this happen?"

"The details of the situation are still unclear at this point."

The final boarding call for their flight was announced in the airport's public address system. Celia was torn. She was supposed to elope with Marcus, but her father was still in danger.

Lowering her head, Celia fell silent, at a loss as to what her next course of action would be.

Marcus looked at Jack and asked, "Can your car accommodate all of us?"

Jack was taken a back for a moment, then he nodded his head.

Marcus held Celia's hand and led her toward one of the airport's exit gates. "We can go to France at any time. Now, we have to go the hospital to see your father." As they followed the two out of the airport, Rachel linked her arm with Jack's and whispered, "Don't you think it's too much of a coincidence? It happened just as they were about to leave. What do you think?"

While she was talking, Jack slid his arm about her shoulders and urged her to walk at a quicker pace. He responded in a low voice, "Don't think too much. Let's go to the hospital first."

However, there was no denying the sheer number of events that transpired during that time.

His first reaction matched Rachel's when he heard the news.

Many people were coming and going through the door of the hospital's emergency room.

Austin, who was standing by the door waiting, looked up as they walked toward him. He hurried toward Jack and said, "Mr. Fu, you're finally here."

Jack asked in a low voice, "How is he now?"

Celia rushed into the emergency room and looked around, but she didn't see Dylan.

She scratched her hair uneasily, feeling terribly clueless. She leaned against one of the pillars of the hospital and kept sliding, finally ending up on the floor, and burst into tears.

Austin pursed his lips and said, "Dylan has been moved to the ICU. The doctor said that the back of his head was injured during the fight. If he managed to wake up within 24 hours, then his prognosis would be positive. Otherwise, he may end up in a vegetative state."

'A vegetative...'

Given the nature of her work, Rachel was used to life and death in the hospital. Still, her face turned pale when she heard Austin's words.

Celia had always appeared to be indifferent toward her father, but she was actually very worried about Dylan.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have made that last-minute decision at the airport.

Rachel snapped out of the thoughts when she realized that Celia was missing. "Where is she?"

Marcus was completely on Austin's explanation just then that he didn't notice anything. It wasn't until Rachel commented on it that he noticed his girlfriend's absence.

The four people looked for Celia in the crowded emergency room. Finally, they saw Celia sobbing in a corner.

Marcus rushed toward her and pulled her into his arms. "Why are you here alone?" he asked with a trace of fear in his voice.

Celia opened her mouth against Marcus's shoulder and said with emphasis on each word, "I can't find him. Is he dead?"

The uneasy question made the atmosphere more somber.

Rachel walked forward and patted Celia's shoulder. "No, sweetie, he's been transferred to the ICU."

"Really?"

Celia rubbed her face with the back of her hand, a smile of relief finally breaking through the misery on her face. "I was so afraid. I thought that I wouldn't be able to see him for the last time."

"Silly girl, don't think too much."

Marcus held her face with both hands, lowered his head, and slowly kissed away her tears.

Everyone was so aware of the emotion-filled atmosphere between the two.