After marrying my boss (Anna)
Chapter 380

Chapter 380

“All right. There's no use worrying now. Let's wait and see what the doctor says.”

In comparison to Michael, Lincoln was much more anxious. He began pacing in front of the operatingtheater as soon as he arrived.

After a long time, the light indicating that an operation was in progress turned off, and the doors to theoperating theater swung open. All of us gathered around at once.

“Doctor, how's my wife?” Lincoln asked worriedly.

The doctor gave a long, heavy sigh. He looked at Lincoln with a helpless expression and said, “It's notlooking good. She's still in critical condition. Even if she does pull through, she might be unconsciousfor a long time.”

“How can that be? Doctor, you have to save my wife! Nothing must happen to her!”

Overwhelmed with panic, Lincoln grasped the doctor's hand and pleaded frantically.

Michael was also frowning heavily, looking anxious. They were all so worried about Josephine. Well,even I don't hope for anything bad to happen to her.

“Don't worry. I'll do everything I can. We've completed the patient's operation and will be transferringher to the ward.”

Faced with Lincoln's pleas, the doctor could only promise to do everything he could since he was notabsolutely confident of saving Josephine.

Lincoln looked like he wanted to say something, but he forgot all about it as soon he saw the nurseswheeling Josephine out of the operating theater with her forehead heavily bandaged.

Everyone rushed forward, including me. As I gazed down at Josephine's tightly-shut eyes and deathlypale face, uneasiness crept through me.

Once Josephine was in the ward, Lincoln stayed next to her while holding her hand. Everyone wassilent.

No one pressed me for further details about the incident. Perhaps it was because they were all tooworried about Josephine's condition at the moment.

Nonetheless, I kept puzzling over the matter. I wanted to get to the bottom of what happened.

The following day, news of Josephine's critical condition was splashed in headlines across the globe.Everyone was busy speculating the reason she got hurt.

When I went to visit her with Michael, she was still unconscious.

Suddenly, my phone rang. I took it out and saw that the call was from Steven. Not wanting to disturbthose in the ward, I went into the corridor to answer the call.

“Hello?”

From the other end of the line came Steven's voice. As he spoke, he stammered a little. “Hello, Anna...

Is... Is Michael's mother really in such serious condition as reported on television?”

I felt it odd that Steven would suddenly show concern for Josephine, but I replied, “Yes. It's not lookinggood. The doctor said she's still in critical condition and told us to prepare for the worst.”

Once again, uneasiness washed over me as I recalled how Josephine was still not yet out of danger.

“Is... Is it really that serious? Then... Then have you found out how she got hurt? Has the culprit beenidentified?”

I did not know why, but I sensed that Steven seemed extremely nervous. I could not help feelingsuspicious of his peculiar behavior.

“Not yet. But with Michael's capabilities, it's only a matter of time before we replace out everything. Thepolice have also started investigating the matter. As soon as we replace out who was behind this, Michaelwill make sure he gets punished severely.”

Although I had no idea who the culprit was, I was sure that Michael would not spare that person oncehe discovered the person's identity!

Steven fell silent after hearing my response, which aroused my suspicions even further. In all the time Iwas with Michael, Steven had never bothered himself about what happened with us. But now, he wassuddenly calling to enquire about Josephine's condition. Hence, I could not help but replace it surprising.

Seeing that he did not say anything for a long time, I broke the silence by asking, “Did you call metoday just to ask me that?”

“Huh? Oh, I just... I just saw it on the news, so... so I thought I'd call and check in on you,” Stevenanswered, stuttering even harder.

I know him well. He wouldn't waste his time calling me about something that didn't concern him.

For some reason, a thought suddenly surfaced in my mind. What if what happened has something todo with Steven?

“Steven, I have something to ask you. Did you have anything to do with what happened to Michael'smother?” I asked nervously.

Despite my suspicions, I could not bring myself to believe them. Steven was no honorable gentleman,but I did not think he had it in him to be capable of something like that.

“Anna, what... what nonsense is this? How could it have anything to do with me? I... I'm busy. I have togo now.”

As soon as Steven heard my question, he became rattled and gave a flustered answer. Without givingme the chance to respond, he hung up immediately.

I did not know why, but my instincts told me Steven was somehow involved.

Even if he was not the culprit, he had to know something about it.

I put away my phone, unable to compose myself for a long time. What should I do if Steven is reallyinvolved in this whole thing?

Standing rooted to the spot, a myriad of countermeasures began formulating in my mind, and I becameincreasingly suspicious of Steven.

“Who was that? You were on the phone for quite a while.”

Lost in my panicked thoughts, I was startled when Michael's voice rang out behind me. I spun aroundand found myself staring straight into his eyes.

His piercing gaze seemed like it could see right through me. I did not dare to meet his eyes as I replied,“Nothing... It was just something at home. I've got something to do. I'll be back soon.”

The mere thought of Steven's phone call is enough to make me jittery again. Regardless of whether ithas anything to do with him, I have to get to the bottom of this.

“Where are you going?” Michael called out behind me. However, I ignored him and hurried away.

After hailing a cab, I went to Steven's rented house and found that all the doors and windows had beenlocked. I knew he had not been to work after what happened with Yvette, so I felt sure he was insidethe house.

I rang the doorbell and waited for a long time, but no one answered the door. I had even begun to thinkthere was no one home. Nonetheless, I took out my spare key to unlock the door and entered thehouse.