Free Web NovelChapter 771: Chapter 761: Did She Commit Suicide?
"It’s... it’s me," Nina King wished she could find a place to hide, "it’s all... all my fault. I was supposed to send her back, but who could have known something would go wrong, and we hit someone."
Nina’s voice became smaller and smaller...
"I’m fine," Melody pointed at the unconscious man on the hospital bed, "it was our car that hit him."
Jared Quinn and Leon Rivers focused their gaze on the man, their eyes subtly changed.
"Why is it him?"
"You know him?"
"Go change your clothes first," Jared’s arm circled her waist, leading her into another room to change.
After coming out, Leon explained the man’s identity to her, "He was someone Yulia O’Connell used to like. They dated for six months. However, Cole was possessive, and in the end, we don’t know how it happened, but Cole O’Connell killed him. That’s why Yulia despises him."
"And there’s all that?" Melody raised her head. No wonder she felt the way Yulia and Cole interacted was unusual.
And Yulia didn’t seem to want to be with him.
"Yes," Leon lowered his gaze, "I heard today that it’s chaotic over at Cole’s place, probably because of this guy. Should we inform Cole now?"
"No, no, let’s not inform him. This man was hit by me; let him stay in the hospital to heal," Melody spoke, "if we hand him over to Cole, I’m afraid it’ll deepen their conflict."
Leon glanced at the man on the bed and decided to act as if he hadn’t seen anything.
Melody, a bit uneasy, dialed Yulia’s phone number. It could be connected, but no one picked up.
"Do you have their home number? No one’s answering."
Jared took out his phone and called. He dialed Cole O’Connell’s number, and it was quickly answered on the other end.
"Hello?"
"Where’s your sister? My wife is worried about her and wants her to call back."
Cole O’Connell "..."
After hanging up, Cole slowly went upstairs, his anger almost dissipated. He extinguished the cigarette in his hand, pushed open the bedroom door, and walked toward the big bed.
The woman lay in the blankets as if asleep.
"Jade," Cole slapped her shapely rear, "Melody called looking for you."
The person on the bed remained motionless.
"Jade," Cole intensified his grip, suddenly sensing something amiss.
"Jade!"
Turning her over, Yulia’s face was pale, her breathing weak, as if life was gradually ebbing away.
"Yulia!"
"Doctor, call a doctor!" Cole’s furious voice echoed through the bedroom.
...
"Young master," the doctor, sweating profusely, glanced frequently at the furious man sitting on the sofa, "we detected that Miss took poison, attempting suicide. If discovered any later, she might have died."
"She wanted to commit suicide?" Cole bit his teeth, clenching his fists.
"Yes... that’s how it is. Otherwise, no one would dare to poison her unless she didn’t want to live and took it herself," the doctor bowed his head even lower.
Cole kicked over a chair, "Get out, all of you, get out!"
The shouted command awoke the woman on the bed, her limbs weak, head spinning.
What happened?
Before Yulia could comprehend, the bedroom door was forcefully pushed open. The enraged man, like an angry lion, tore off his clothes with one swift motion,
