Eleven Years All to the Wrong Man novel Chapter 274

Evan stared at the message notification for a second, his brow furrowing slightly before smoothing out. He sent a text to Jason, then turned and went into his study.

Melissa had expected Evan to keep calling her nonstop, just like before. But after she sent that text, her phone remained silent.

No more calls, no more message alerts.

She picked up her phone, almost thinking the hospital's poor reception was to blame. But after refreshing several times and seeing no new messages, a fresh wave of anger and sadness washed over her.

Half an hour later, Jason arrived at Kingsbridge Park with a takeout dinner from The Central Bistro and rang the doorbell.

Evan came out of his study, opened the door, and motioned for Jason to come in.

"Set the table for me. I'm going to the washroom."

"Of course, Mr. Cooper."

After a long day at work, Jason found himself still serving his boss well past closing time. Some people, he thought, were just born unlucky.

When Evan came out of the washroom, the dinner was already laid out with utensils. He looked at Jason and asked, "Have you eaten?"

"...Yes, I've eaten, I've eaten."

In fact, he hadn't.

"Good. If there's nothing else, you can head home."

With no other instructions, Evan pulled out a chair and sat down.

Just as Jason was about to close the door, Evan spoke again. "By the way, have you made any payments to the hospital recently?"

Meanwhile, Melissa stayed at the hospital from dusk till dawn.

The doctors and nurses had advised her to go home and rest, telling her there was no need to wait, but she refused to leave, insisting on keeping vigil outside the operating room.

Fortunately, Thomas's surgery was a success, with no major complications.

But the ICU and surgery fees had yet to be paid. A nurse came to remind her again, and Melissa, mortified, could only nod in agreement.

She took out her phone. From last night until now, Evan hadn't sent her a single message or made another call.

It would be a lie to say she wasn't hurt or sad. She wanted to hold her ground, to make him come to her, but she knew it was a hopeless cause.

Realizing there was no point in continuing this standoff, she reluctantly pulled herself together, left the hospital, and headed back to Kingsbridge Park against the morning rush hour traffic.