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Chapter 1191

    N looked appalled as she quickly asked, "Which hospital?"


    After receiving the details, she hung up and turned to Damon. "My dad suddenly copsed and was rushed to the hospital. I need to go see him."


    "I''ll go with you," Damon said.


    "No, you stay here with Buddy. Keep ying and enjoying the trip. I''ll go check on him first. If it''s not serious, I''ll return," N refused.


    "Dad isn''t feeling well. Buddy and I would just be worrying here anyway. We''ll go with you," Damon insisted.


    Meeting Damon''s serious gaze, N hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Alright."


    ...


    They rushed to the hospital, arriving over an hourter.


    As soon as they reached the hospital room, the housekeeper quickly approached. "Ms. Kinsey, Mr. Jayston hasn''t woken up yet."


    N frowned. "What happened? Why did he suddenly copse?"


    The housekeeper shook her head. "I don''t know. This morning, a well-dressed middle-aged woman came to visit him. Mr. Jayston sent me out to buy groceries. When I got back, she was just leaving, and shortly after, he copsed."


    N''s expression darkened. She immediately pulled out her phone and checked the surveince footage from Harrison''s house.


    She fast-forwarded to the time the housekeeper had mentioned and saw that the visitor was Emerald. Her brow furrowed.


    The housekeeper nced at the screen and quickly confirmed, "Yes, that''s the woman. They seemed to be arguing. When I returned, Mr. Jayston''s face was red with anger."


    Putting away her phone, N turned to the housekeeper. "I see. What did the doctor say? Does my dad need to stay in the hospital?"


    "Yes, the doctor rmended he stay for three days for further tests to ensure everything is alright," the housekeeper replied.


    "Okay. Go home and pack some clothes for him," N instructed.


    "Understood, Ms. Kinsey," the housekeeper replied.


    Once the housekeeper left, N pushed open the hospital room door and stepped inside.


    Harrison was still unconscious, an oxygen mask over his face. The soft rise and fall of the mask was the only indication of his breathing.


    Damon stood beside her, his voice gentle. "N, don''t worry too much. Dad will be okay."


    "Mm. You should take Buddy home. I''ll stay and watch over him," N replied. Looking at her pale face, Damon shook his head. "I''ll stay. You and Buddy head back home and get some rest. I''ll call you when Dad wakes up."


    N refused. "No, I''d feel better staying here. It''s not good for Buddy to be in a hospital too long. You should take him home."


    Seeing her insistence, Damon relented. "Alright. I''ll take Buddy home ande right back."


    "Okay," N said.


    After Damon and Mason left, N nced at Harrison before stepping out of the room and dialing Alexander''s number.


    It rang a few times before he answered.


    "N, what''s wrong? Did you receive the ne ticket I sent?" he asked.


    N''s voice was cold. "Is she with you right now? I need to speak to her."


    Sensing something was off, Alexander paused before replying, "Aunt Emerald and I aren''t staying in the same hotel. Why? Did something happen?"


    "She and my dad have been divorced for years. They have nothing to do with each other anymore. So why did she go find him, make him so angry that he copsed, and now he''s lying unconscious in a hospital bed?!" N questioned.


    Alexander tried to defuse the tension. "N, maybe there''s a misunderstanding.


    My aunt isn''t that kind of person."


    "Do you need me to send you the surveince footage so you can confirm it yourself?" N retorted.


    Alexander fell silent for a moment


    before sighing. "N, let me ask her first. I call you backter. Also... which hospital is your father in? I''d


    like to visit him."
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