The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love
Chapter 387

Chapter 387

"If you don't wanna stay, just leave!" Wayne gasped, eyes reddened, "You don't have to push me away towards other people!"

"President Silverman, everyone knows that Ms. Whaley is your lover..."

Before Rosalynn could finish speaking, an infuriated Wayne spat up blood.

The bright red, thick blood quickly spread across the hospital bed.

"Wayne!"

Rosalynn gasped and hurried forward, one hand holding him while the other pressed the call button.

"What's the rush?" Wayne looked at her, his face flushed abnormally, "You hate me so much, wouldn't it be perfect if I died?"

"Even if it were a hobo who spat up blood in front of me, I'd still be worried"

After answering, Rosalynn felt inexplicably guilty. She looked for medical staff and pressed the call button again..

"What's the matter?" The nurse's station finally responded.

"The patient is vomiting blood," Rosalynn replied.

A moment later, Wayne was wheeled away.

Rosalynn held a bunch of papers, bustling around the hospital.

When all the tests were done, and Wayne had been sent to the ward.

Rosalynn asked the doctor before ordering takeout food that Wayne could eat.

"The report's out, just a mild concussion on your head, but your stomach is in worse condition." Rosalynn looked at the report. Wayne would get a medical checkup every six months when she was with him, and she would receive the reports.

So she always knew that his stomach wasn't in the best condition.

But... it wasn't as bad as now.

Now he has a bleeding stomach...

"Gastric bleeding." Rosalynn handed over the report.

Wayne glanced at it, closed his eyes tiredly, and did not take it.

Rosalynn was speechless.

She put the report back on the side cabinet.

"If you have something to do, go and do it." This time, Wayne spoke softly.

There wasn't much emotion in his tone..

Rosalynn had been waiting for this sentence.

"I really do need to go back for a meeting." Rosalynn grabbed her bag. "President Silverman, your assistants and secretaries are hired to work for you. You better call them over.

Wayne lay down, turned his head away.

His whole body screamed rejection.

Rosalynn thought, back then, wouldn't I have coaxed you?

Whatever. If there's no one around, starving to death and enduring the pain would be his own doing.

You get what you deserve!

With these thoughts in her mind, Rosalynn picked up her bag and strode towards the door.

Wayne listened to the sound of footsteps, his eyebrows tightly furrowed.

It felt like his chest had been stabbed dozens of times.

She really left...

She really left...

In the past, when he was sick, she never left his side, always coaxing him to take medicine and eat.

Wayne recalled the scenes from the past.

His chest aching so bad that he could barely breathe.

He didn't know how long he had been tormented when the door of the ward creaked open.

The footsteps of several people came in.

"Is he asleep?" The voice belonged to the attending physician.

"I guess so." The nurse replied.

"Then I'll come back later." The attending physician said.

Soon after, the noisy footsteps gradually faded away.

After a while.

Wayne sighed, wanting to grab his phone and arrange for a transfer.

At this moment.

The sound of high heels rang out again.

Wayne was slightly taken aback.