LittleNovelChapter 569 "Bryn? Bryn..." Briony's eyes fluttered open to find James Delaney suddenly looming over her, anxiety etched across his face. "Bryn, you're awake! How are you feeling?" She stared at him, disoriented, her thoughts muddled. Had she really just dreamed about Stewart? James waited for a response, then reached out to feel her forehead. "No fever. You're not concussed, are you?" Snapping back to herself, Briony met his worried gaze. "I'm fine." James let out a huge sigh of relief. "You scared the hell out of me! As long as your brain's still working..." "How did you even find out about the accident?" she asked.
"I got a call from Dr. Clarke," James said. "Apparently, sgood Samaritan called an ambulance and got you to the hospital." "Did you see who it was?" James shook his head. "No idea. Why?" Briony managed a calm expression. "They saved my life. I just thought I ought to thank them in person." He shrugged. "From what I heard, there were several people helping out- someone called the police, another called the ambulance. Doubt any of them left their contact info." She fell silent, letting the matter drop. Maybe it really was just a dream.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut the memory of that phone call before the crash jolted her. Briony suddenly tried to sit up.
"Whoa, don't move!" James quickly pressed her back down, frowning. "You've still got an IV in your arm!" "My car-where is it?" Her voice was urgent. "There was something really important inside." "I already had it towed to the shop. I took everything out before it went in for repairs-they're all in my car now, so don't worry." "Did you see a bag of hawthorn candies?" "Hawthorn candies?" James looked puzzled. “No, I didn't see anything like that." Nothing? Briony's brow furrowed. Was there really something wrong with those candies? Had someone destroyed them? "Bryn, what's up with you? It's just candy-why are you so worked up?" She remembered that mysterious phone call. Whoever it was had known exactly what she was about to do. And what was their connection to Ferdinand Ellsworth? Would Ferdinand really hurt ber child? Too many questions, and no answers. For now, she decided not to drag James into the mess.
That afternoon, after James left for the studio, Marlene cto keep her company.
When Cedric Clarke arrived, Marlene was in the kitchenette, simmering a pot of soup. Briony sat up in bed, scrolling through work emails on her phone.
"How are you feeling?" Cedric asked as he walked in.
Briony looked up, hesitated, then asked, "Who broughtto the hospital?" Cedric blinked, then gave an awkward smile. "I really don't know. Things were hectic I didn't notice." She kept her eyes on him. "You're sure?" "Absolutely!" He sounded far from convincing.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBriony pressed her lips together, silent for a moment. Then, abruptly, she said, "Dr. Clarke, I dreamed about Stewart." He paused, uncertain how to respond.
"Before the accident, someone called me. They warnedI was being followed and toldnot to go to the lab. But before I could react, that car tailingsuddenly sped up and crashed right into me. Cedric's expression turned grim. "The police are on it-they're investigating as we speak. But after this, think you really should consider hiring a personal bodyguard."
Briony narrowed her eyes at him. "Aren't you even going to ask why I was going to the lab?"
Cedric hesitated. "Everyone has their secrets..." He scratched the back of his head, looking uncomfortable. "I try not to pry into other people's business."
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