hotmtlnovel Chapter 138
Chapter 138
upon hearing what the doctor just said to her the spokesman's eyes widened in shock, her heart started pounding in her chest.
"so mr. ethan has an ulterior motives?"
she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper.
"no, that can't be right. he's been nothing but kind and supportive to us."
she shook her head vehemently, refusing to believe the accusations.
without wasting another moment, she and the doctor marched towards the operating room, their footsteps echoing through the hallways.
the woman's hands trembled as she walked.
"please, let my husband be alright," she silently prayed, her eyes brimming with unshed tears.
as they approached the doorway, they were surprised to see a group of security men standing guard, their postures rigid and their expressions stern.
upon seeing the security men the woman's brow furrowed in confusion, her mind struggling to make sense of the unexpected development.
"excuse me,"
the doctor said, his voice filled with authority.
he stepped forward, his chin raised and his shoulders squared.
"we need to enter the operating room immediately. i'm the lead surgeon, and this is the patient's wife."
the security men exchanged glances, their eyes narrowing.
"i'm sorry, sir,"
one of them said, his voice firm and unyielding.
he crossed his arms over his chest, his stance unwavering.
"we've been given strict orders by mr. davis to keep this area secure. no one is allowed to enter without his explicit permission."
immediately the doctor's face reddened with anger, his fists clenching at his sides.
"this is outrageous!"
he exclaimed, his voice rising with each word. he jabbed a finger towards the security men, his eyes blazing with fury.
"i demand that you let us through. we have every right to check on the patient's."
at that moment the spokesman's wife eyes were filled with tears, she stepped forward, her hands trembling as she pleaded with the security men.
"please,"
she begged, her voice breaking with emotion. she clasped her hands together, her knuckles started turning white with the force of her grip.
"i need to see my husband. i need to know that he's alright."
after much back and forth, with the woman's sobs filling the air and the doctor's voice growing hoarse from shouting, the security men finally relented.
"very well,"
one of them said, his voice tinged with reluctance. he stepped aside. "but only for a moment, and under our supervision."
both of them nodded.
as the door swung open, the doctor and the woman quickly rushed inside, their hearts racing with anticipation.
he repeated, his voice filled with a quiet intensity.
he met davis's gaze.
upon hearing what ethan just said, davis faced hardening with anger, he turned to the doctor and the others in the room.
"allow me to introduce mr. ethan winston,"
he said, his voice booming with pride and respect.
"he's the owner of this hospital."
immediately the spokeswoman and her husband gasped, their eyes widening with shock and disbelief. they turned to ethan, their faces filled with a mix of gratitude, unable to find the words to express their emotions.
"mr.ethan... you... you saved my life,"
the spokesman whispered, his voice trembling with emotion.
"i don't know how to thank you."
ethan just nodded his head.
his work was done, he turned to leave.
"call me when you're ready to leave the hospital,"
he said, his voice calm and measured.
he glanced back over his shoulder, his eyes softening for a moment. "i'll come to pick you up."
ethan left the operating room and he made his way to the spokeswoman's house, his mind was already racing with thoughts of revenge.
the dead bodies of the attackers still lay on the floor.
ethan's stomach churned at the sight, his fists clenching with rage. "they'll pay for what they've done," he thought, his jaw set with determination.
with a heavy sigh, ethan pulled out his phone and called naomi.
and his call was answered immediately.
"naomi,"
he said, his voice filled with anger. he ran a hand through his hair, his eyes closing for a moment as he tried to gather his thoughts.
"i need your help. something terrible has happened, and i don't know how to clean the mess."
naomi listened intently as ethan recounted the events of the night, her heart breaking with each word. "ethan,"
she said, her voice filled with concern and caution.
she leaned forward, her brow furrowed with worry.
"you need to be careful. stay low for a while, until i come back and help you sort this out. in the meantime, i'll send someone to take care of the bodies."
ethan nodded, his jaw clenching with resolve.
"i understand your worries."
he said, his voice low and steady. "but i can't just sit back and do nothing, naomi. i won't lay low, not when there's justice to be served."
he took a deep breath, his eyes hardening.
"i'm going to get my revenge, naomi. and nothing is going to stand in my way."