The Triplets My Ex Never Knew About

Chapter 125: Chapter 125: You Do All This, and You’re Not Afraid of Retribution?

Estelle Lockwood thought she heard someone calling her name.

She was lost in darkness, but a hand reached out to her—

Estelle Lockwood opened her eyes.

The sight before her made her pause.

She was clearly in a hospital. The firelight in her memory suddenly faded, replaced by sunlight streaming through the clean windowpane.

Everything around her came into view, including...

"Nathaniel Sloan?"

A genuine flash of relief crossed Nathaniel Sloan’s eyes. He rose gently. "It’s good that you’re awake. I’ll have Zane Grant come and check on you."

Estelle Lockwood’s throat felt very uncomfortable, and she couldn’t help but cough twice. Zane Grant hurried in. "Don’t worry. You just inhaled a lot of smoke from the fire. You’ll be fine after a few days of rest. I’ll prescribe something to soothe your throat."

Estelle Lockwood let Zane Grant set up his instruments to examine her. "How long was I asleep?"

Zane Grant paused, then said, "You weren’t sleeping. You were in a coma. It’s been three days."

Estelle Lockwood was shocked. "I was in a coma for three days? So the fire was three days ago?"

Zane Grant shrugged. "Yeah. Nathaniel risked his life rushing in to save you. It’s hard to say what would have happened otherwise."

Estelle Lockwood instinctively looked at Nathaniel Sloan. ’So the voice I heard wasn’t a hallucination. Nathaniel really came for me.’

However, she quickly thought of another problem, her eyes narrowing slightly. "What are people on the internet saying about the fire?"

Zane Grant was about to speak but realized it was a loaded question. Fortunately, Nathaniel Sloan gently took over.

"You’ll find all sorts of opinions online. The cause of the fire is still under investigation. For now, you should just focus on recovering here in the hospital."

As soon as Zane Grant finished his examination, he left immediately.

Estelle Lockwood pressed her lips together and turned on her phone. An avalanche of messages flooded in, but she ignored them, opening Weibo and several news apps directly—

The next moment, the phone was snatched from her hand.

Nathaniel Sloan’s warm palm gently enveloped her hand. "The fire started under suspicious circumstances, so the police are investigating everyone who was there one by one. It’ll take some time to get results. Don’t worry."

Estelle Lockwood looked up, her gaze firm. "Nathaniel Sloan, I’m not that fragile."

She hated this feeling of knowing nothing, of being powerless.

She wasn’t even sure what she was worried about. Perhaps she was afraid it would be like five years ago, with Noelle Lockwood and the Lockwood Family spreading rumors online to have her condemned. Five years ago, she had been severely injured and in a coma, unable to prove her innocence. But now, she couldn’t just wait for her doom.

’It’s obvious this fire was set deliberately by Noelle Lockwood,’ she thought. ’She wants to put me in the same situation I was in five years ago.’

Nathaniel Sloan’s lips tightened into a thin line. "I said, you can’t look."

The man paused, then softened his tone. "At least, not right now."

’Estelle just woke up,’ he thought. ’I’m afraid the shock will be too much for her. What if she faints again? I can’t let my guard down for a second.’

Estelle Lockwood puffed out her cheeks, about to say more, but then she remembered Nathaniel Sloan risking his life, charging into the fire to save her...

He said he believed her.

’But then why,’ she wondered, ’did he let Noelle Lockwood pin the label of ’arson-suicide’ on me five years ago and let the case be closed so hastily?’

"Mrs. Sloan, this is a hospital! Please don’t disturb our patient!"

"Mrs. Sloan, if you continue to cause a scene, I’m going to call security!"

Zane Grant’s angry voice rang out, interrupting Estelle Lockwood’s thoughts.

The next moment, an even sharper shriek pierced her eardrums.

Laura Jennings stood with her hands on her hips, her face twisted in a snarl as she bellowed with all her might, "Patient? Huh?! Patient?! So what if I disturb her? She set a fire, came out unscathed, and caused Noelle to lose hearing in her right ear! That bitch! That lowlife!"

"Get out of my way! I’m going to teach her a lesson myself! If she wants to die so badly, then she should just go and die! That damned wretch, she actually tried to drag Noelle down with her!"

Zane Grant wondered for the ten-thousandth time how Ethan Sloan could have fallen for such a shrew.

"Mrs. Sloan, the police haven’t released the results of their investigation yet. It’s still not clear if Yara set the fire. You’re storming in here accusing her like she’s a murderer. Have you ever considered how embarrassing it will be for you if it turns out she’s not the one?!"

Laura Jennings felt completely justified. "Not her? How could it not be her! Noelle’s fans all said it was! I asked Noelle, and she told me not to hold it against Yara. Why shouldn’t I hold it against her!"

Zane couldn’t help but feel that there was something disingenuously manipulative about Noelle’s words.

’If you, Noelle Lockwood, knew Yara didn’t start the fire, why not just say so plainly?’

’Instead, she has to use this ambiguous attitude to mislead Laura Jennings and let her act as her attack dog.’

Just then, while Zane Grant was distracted, Laura Jennings slipped past him and burst into the hospital room. "Nathaniel, what are you doing here!"

Nathaniel Sloan glanced up coolly. "And where does Mother think I should be?"

Laura Jennings shrieked, "Why aren’t you with Noelle! Don’t you know she’s hurt? It’s all this bitch’s fault, and yet you’re here with her! What about Noelle?!"

With that, Laura Jennings grabbed Nathaniel Sloan’s sleeve and tried to drag him out with all her strength. "I don’t care! You’re going to be with Noelle! She needs you so much right now!"

Unfortunately for her, after a long moment of tugging, she couldn’t move him an inch.

Estelle Lockwood, sitting on the hospital bed, tilted her head. She found Laura Jennings’s display rather interesting.

She spoke slowly, "Ms. Jennings, think about what you’re saying. If Nathaniel isn’t here with me, who should he be with? Noelle Lockwood is Mrs. Sloan’s sister. They need to maintain some propriety and avoid suspicion, don’t you think?"

Laura Jennings exploded like a lit firecracker. "Avoid suspicion? What is there to avoid! Who the hell does Estelle Lockwood think she is? A person like her should know her place and stay out of Noelle’s way! Besides, in the past, whenever Noelle got sick, Nathaniel would drop Estelle in a heartbeat to go to her. Why can’t he now!"

Estelle Lockwood tapped a few times on her phone, then shot a meaningful look at Nathaniel Sloan, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Ms. Jennings, your visit to me at the hospital must have attracted a lot of attention, right? Or should I say, you’re the one who leaked my hospital location to Noelle Lockwood’s fans."

A flash of guilt appeared in Laura Jennings’s eyes and she looked away for a second, but it was quickly replaced by self-righteous defiance. She put her hands on her hips and said, "So what if I did!" freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

Estelle Lockwood smiled. If she wasn’t mistaken, the hospital entrance was probably swarming with reporters and fans right now.

Laura Jennings’s actions had led the fans right to Estelle Lockwood’s location. They would surely flock here under the banner of ’getting revenge for Noelle’.

And most of them were likely minors.

If, in the pushing and shoving, they were to accidentally kill her—a person who had just survived a fire—it would just be written off as a mistake. And with so many minors involved, the legal penalties probably wouldn’t be too severe.

A very clever plan, except—

this hospital’s security was so tight that ten times the number of fans wouldn’t be able to force their way in. They could only stand outside and fret.

"Ms. Jennings, after doing all this, aren’t you afraid of retribution?"

Laura Jennings reacted as if she’d heard the funniest joke in the world. She said arrogantly, "What retribution should I be afraid of? If anyone’s going to get what they deserve, it’s you! You’re the one who set the fire! You’re going to die a miserable death!" ƒгeewёbnovel.com

Estelle Lockwood tilted her head. "Ms. Jennings, do you know what high society is saying about you these days?"