Eleven Years All to the Wrong Man novel Chapter 251

The emergency room was on the fourteenth floor.

Evan stayed at the hospital until the early hours of the morning. As he was leaving, it suddenly occurred to him that Thomas was also in this hospital. According to the directory, the hematology department where Thomas was staying was just upstairs.

He hesitated for a moment. Since he was already here, he figured he might as well pay him a visit.

But then he glanced at his watch. It was nearly midnight. Realizing Mr. Carter was probably asleep, Evan dismissed the idea and pressed the button for the elevator, leaving the hospital.

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Emma was sound asleep early the next morning, still in a daze, when the phone on her nightstand suddenly erupted with a series of urgent rings.

Normally, Emma didn't have many friends or colleagues in Averton City. Besides her ex-husband and his assistant, no one else ever called her.

But the phone kept ringing, one shrill burst after another, making it impossible to ignore.

With a sigh of resignation, Emma rolled over and grabbed the phone from her nightstand, where it had been charging all night.

"Hello…"

She didn't even open her eyes, just pulled the phone back under the covers with her and answered instinctively.

"Hello! Emma! It's me!"

Her mother's familiar voice came through the line.

Emma pulled the phone away from her ear and squinted at the screen. Confirming it was her mother, she pressed it back to her ear, still groggy. "What is it, Mom?"

"I—I just got to that train station of yours. I don't know how to get to you. Can you come pick me up?"

Karen Hayes was holding a massive, woven plastic bag in her left hand and her phone in her right. Draped over her right arm was the Hermès bag Emma had bought for her on her last visit home.

People hurried back and forth through the bustling train station, many of them casting curious glances at the plainly, almost frumpily dressed Karen Hayes. Their eyes scanned her from head to toe before finally landing on the Hermès bag on her arm.

However, no one believed for a second that the rustic-looking older woman was carrying a genuine Hermès, so their gazes lingered for only a moment before moving on.

A few young women passing by whispered among themselves, "That lady's fake bag is really good. A friend of mine spent thousands on a replica, and it doesn't look as real as hers!"

Karen Hayes was oblivious to it all, just standing there holding her phone, looking lost as she talked to her daughter.

On the other end, Emma was frantic. The moment she realized her mother was at the train station in Averton City, she practically launched herself out of bed, asking for the exact exit gate while simultaneously changing her clothes.

"Okay, Mom, I know where you are. Don't move. Just wait for me right there. I'll be there in about half an hour!"