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    “Alright, but I need to sort a few things first,” she replied.


    After the call, Brenna entrusted the client meeting arrangements to Tommy and Thiago.


    She then grabbed her purse and left for the hospital.


    Upon arriving, she found Ellie at the entrance of the inpatient ward, clutching a basket of fruit and a bouquet of flowers.


    “Why didn’t you tell me Jayceon had been in an ident?” Ellie asked, her tone carrying a trace of frustration.


    Brenna shrugged. “What would telling you have changed? Would you have rushed back from your honeymoon and risked upsetting Thiago? There was no point in telling you. He’s alive, and after all the hurt he caused you, a bit of suffering seems fair.”


    Ellie’s concern faded at her friend’s candid words. “You’re probably right. I shouldn’t worry about him so much. But since Patrick is his son, I feel I should at least visit him. Just don’t mention this to Thiago.”


    Brennaughed lightly. “My lips are sealed.”


    Patrick, tugging at their sleeves, looked up with concern. “Isn’t this a little dishonest? What if Thiago asks me about this? What am I supposed to say to him?”


    “Don’t breathe a word to him about this!” Ellie and Brenna said in unison.


    Despite having heard about Jayceon’s severe injuries, Ellie was still shocked when she saw him.


    In the hospital room, Jayceony frail, his head shaved, a shadow of the charismatic man he once had been. His legs were immobilized in casts, and he gazed curiously toward the door. Fay sat beside him, spoon-feeding him.


    On the opposite side of the room stood Ethan and Tina.


    Ellie felt a pang of sympathy; Jayceon was indeed in a bad state.


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    Brenna scrutinized Jayceon. His face showed no signs of neurological damage, suggesting his head was likely fine.


    Jayceon’s expression hardened when he saw Ellie. “Why are you here?” he asked. Once a striking figure, he now felt exposed in his weakened state, suspecting Ellie might be here to mock him.


    “I just wanted to see how you’re doing,” Ellie said. She set the fruit basket and flowers on a nearby table and approached his bed. “How did this happen?”


    Ethan stepped forward, wrapping an arm around Brenna’s shoulder. “Let’s give them a moment,” he said, guiding her out.


    Tina, visibly displeased, red at Brenna. She resented how Ethan’s attention shifted whenever Brenna was near.


    She turned her frustration on Ellie. “Seriously? When my brother was fighting for his life after the crash, you were nowhere to be found. Now that he’s recovering, you show up.”


    Tina had never warmed up to Brenna or Ellie. Their sudden appearance felt like an intrusion thatpletely shattered her wellid ns. She had spent a great deal of effort figuring out how to get closer to Ethan, only to see her n fall apart because of them.


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