Ignored When Chasing: Why Cry After I Got Engaged-Chapter 198: Let It Go, She’s Changed

Hearing the surprised gasps from the people around him, Damian Hawthorne remained motionless, as if he weren’t the one who was injured.

Just then, Frances Bennett got out of the car.

She stumbled over to Damian Hawthorne’s side. Seeing the blood on his hands and back, she covered her mouth and gasped, "Damian! You’re hurt! Quick, someone help! Call an ambulance!"

Frances Bennett had thought Damian only had a few scrapes, not that he was so severely injured.

But on second thought, to avoid rear-ending the car in front of them, their own vehicle had precariously slammed into a bridge pier, nearly flipping over the side.

Although Damian Hawthorne wasn’t her biological son, she had raised him as her own. Seeing him like this, Frances Bennett’s heart ached.

She had seen the moment Cecilia Nathan left with Miles Sinclair as clear as day.

’Cecilia’s attitude toward Damian really has changed.’

"Damian, you have to stop being so fixated on her. Cecilia has changed. She’s not the person she used to be."

After Frances Bennett finished speaking, Damian Hawthorne’s lips slowly curved into a faint smile as he lowered his head.

’Yes, Cecilia is long past the person she used to be.’

’But what does that have to do with him?’

’That manipulative bastard is clearly playing the victim, but Cecilia is completely blind to it.’

’If that’s the case, then he’ll just have to find a way to expose him.’

’Miles Sinclair wants to win Cecilia’s sympathy, doesn’t he?’

’Then he’ll see to it that Miles is utterly ruined.’

「At the entrance of the Hawthorne Group.」

Justin Bell had just reached the entrance when he saw the receptionist hurrying toward him.

"Assistant Bell, Mr. Caleb Kramer left with someone earlier. The man claimed to be President Hawthorne’s secretary, but I had a bad feeling, so I looked into it. That man... he’s actually a wanted fugitive."

’A fugitive took Caleb Kramer away.’

’That means the odds are stacked against Caleb Kramer.’

’Perhaps Caleb Kramer found out something he shouldn’t have.’

Justin Bell had a rough idea that Caleb Kramer had started threatening Frances Bennett on the orders of someone with the surname Sinclair.

’He suspected this "Sinclair" was from the Sinclair Family, but he had no proof.’

"Did Caleb Kramer leave any other message?" Justin Bell asked, narrowing his eyes and sighing inwardly.

’The Hawthorne Group had never been attacked from all sides like this before.’

’If they didn’t find that person, the Hawthorne Family would likely suffer even more devastating blows.’

After all, Caleb Kramer was the Hawthorne Family’s former butler and knew many of the Hawthorne Group’s secrets.

’If he was alive, things would still be manageable.’

’But he was afraid that...’

Justin Bell looked up the fugitive’s information and discovered he was wanted in connection with a murder case.

"Assistant Bell, don’t worry, I’ve already called the police," the receptionist said, then had a sudden thought. "Oh, right! I think he also wrote something in our sign-in book. Hold on, I’ll get it for you."

Justin Bell raised an eyebrow.

’So Caleb Kramer had a trick up his sleeve after all.’

’Perhaps, fearing he wouldn’t live long after what he knew, Caleb Kramer had left some information behind as he departed.’

The receptionist quickly found the page Caleb Kramer had written on. When she saw the words, she looked confused for a moment.

Justin Bell took it and his eyes widened.

Miles Sinclair...

’Why would Caleb Kramer write this name?’

’Could it be that the mastermind with the surname Sinclair was Miles Sinclair himself?’

...

In the end, Damian Hawthorne was taken to the same hospital as Miles Sinclair and the others.

Meanwhile, the reporters who had been waiting on the rooftop for a long time received the news almost immediately.

"What? Miles Sinclair was in a car crash? Then... the proposal..."

"What else could happen? The proposal is obviously off..."

"Damn, what a story this would have been. Such a shame."

"Yeah, it’s so dramatic. Hey, do you think this is fate trying to stop Selina Nathan and Miles Sinclair from getting married? Otherwise, this is way too much of a coincidence."

"I think so too. Sigh, anyway, this is a bad omen..."

Listening to the reporters’ chatter, Serena Hughes’s hopeful mood plummeted to rock bottom.

Just then, she received a call from Fiona Sinclair.

"Serena, how come I haven’t heard anything about Miles Sinclair proposing to Selina Nathan? It’s already eleven at night. He’s not planning to wait until after midnight to propose, is he?"

Fiona Sinclair also wanted to know whether Miles Sinclair had actually proposed.

After all, Serena Hughes had sounded so convincing that even if Fiona didn’t believe her, she wanted to see the outcome.

Normally, she would have no reason to doubt it, but she had asked Quinn Sutton, and Quinn had said there was no proposal.

Quinn Sutton and Serena Hughes’s accounts were polar opposites.

This was a perfect opportunity for her to see which of them, Serena Hughes or Quinn Sutton, had a closer relationship with the Nathan Family.

Unexpectedly, she waited and waited, but news of Miles Sinclair’s proposal never came.

Hearing the doubt in Fiona Sinclair’s voice, Serena Hughes felt her spirits sink. "The proposal didn’t happen," she said dejectedly. "Miles Sinclair was in a car accident."

"A car accident?" Fiona Sinclair’s voice rose, then became calm and smooth. "I see. So he never planned to propose, did he?"

"Oh, Serena, you’re still no match for Quinn Sutton..."

"You almost had your grandmother fooled."

Fiona Sinclair’s voice was filled with disappointment in Serena Hughes.

Serena Hughes’s eyes widened in panic. "No, that’s not it, Grandma! There really were a lot of reporters here today. Miles Sinclair was going to propose! All these flowers were flown in from abroad. It was a huge spectacle; it couldn’t have been fake. And you know a car accident is an unforeseen event. No one wanted this to happen."

"Is that so?"

Fiona Sinclair’s doubtful tone made Serena Hughes’s heart sink into despair.

’Grandma doesn’t trust me anymore. Anything I say now is useless.’

’The proposal really didn’t go smoothly.’

’No wonder Quinn Sutton didn’t come...’

’Could it be... she already knew the proposal wasn’t happening today?’

Serena Hughes’s breath hitched.

’No, impossible. How could Quinn Sutton know the future?’

’It must be that Miles Sinclair didn’t invite her.’

But the more Serena Hughes thought about it, the less she could convince herself.

She thought about the relationship between Quinn Sutton and Miles Sinclair, her eyes narrowing in thought.

’No, I have to find someone to keep an eye on Quinn Sutton and see what her relationship with Miles Sinclair really is.’

...

As soon as Chloe Sutton heard about Miles Sinclair’s accident, she rushed to the hospital.

When she saw Cecilia Nathan sitting there, safe and sound, she let out a long sigh of relief.

’Thank goodness Cecilia wasn’t the one who got hurt.’

’And thank goodness Miles Sinclair didn’t propose.’

"Cecilia..." Chloe Sutton hurried to Cecilia Nathan’s side, looking her over from head to toe.

"Don’t worry, I’m fine." Cecilia Nathan knew Chloe was worried about her, and her tone was calm and steady.

Chloe Sutton hugged Cecilia Nathan. "You scared me to death, Cecilia! I really can’t bear the thought of anything happening to you."

Chloe naturally knew that Cecilia had been in an accident before.

But that time, the accident had left Cecilia on the verge of depression, and it had taken her a long time to recover.

"How is Miles Sinclair?" Chloe asked.

Cecilia Nathan shook her head. "The doctor said he’s not out of the woods yet."

Hearing this, Chloe Sutton’s lips parted.

"Cecilia, you... don’t be too sad." Chloe didn’t know how to comfort her.

"I’m fine. I’m just worried about him. Chloe, this is the second time he’s had an accident right in front of me." Cecilia Nathan’s eyes were downcast, her face full of bitterness. "It was the same kind of crash, the same movements... For a moment, I thought time had turned back..."

"Chloe, I’m so scared. I’m scared something will happen to Miles Sinclair."

Seeing Cecilia like this, Chloe’s eyes reddened. She hugged her and said, "Don’t be sad, Cecilia. Did you know? Miles Sinclair was actually planning to propose to you today."

"The whole rooftop was covered in imported flowers. It was so beautiful under the starry sky. I was actually worried it would be awkward if you didn’t accept his proposal, but now I’m certain. Cecilia, you still love Miles Sinclair, don’t you?"

"Since you still love him, you should go back to him."

"You’re my friend. As long as you’re happy, you have my blessing."

As Chloe Sutton finished speaking, she suddenly felt a cold, dark gaze fall upon her. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

A chill ran down Chloe’s spine, and she turned to look behind her.

Damian Hawthorne was sitting in a wheelchair, his hands and waist wrapped in bandages. It seemed he was injured too.

Chloe Sutton froze for a second.

’What is Damian Hawthorne doing here?’

Cecilia Nathan was lost in thought with her head down and didn’t notice Damian Hawthorne.

’Loves Miles Sinclair...’

’Even Chloe Sutton knows she loves Miles Sinclair.’

’Then what about him?’

’What does that make him?’

"Mr. Hawthorne, you shouldn’t be sitting up. I strongly advise you to lie down."

’Lie down?’

Damian Hawthorne’s lips curved. "Don’t worry. I’m not going to die."

Those few quiet words were filled with sarcasm.