Refusing to Remarry: Mr. Hawthorne, You Are Out-Chapter 132: In the End, You Still Can’t Let Him Go
John Franklin was about to explain to her when someone suddenly came in from outside the door.
It was a nurse, who knocked on the door and entered, "Dr. Franklin, the medical records you requested."
As she entered, she glanced at Raine Sinclair, her eyes showing a hint of suspicion.
This female doctor looked incredibly unfamiliar...
Raine lowered her eyelids instinctively, avoiding eye contact.
John Franklin handed the medical records to Raine Sinclair as he took them, "Dr. Lawson, take a look first."
"Oh, okay." Raine hurriedly snapped back to consciousness and opened the medical records.
The nurse, seeing this, finally dispelled the doubt in her eyes.
Raine also breathed a sigh of relief and, after the nurse left, winked at John Franklin, "Brother, you’re so clever!"
Your response speed is remarkable!
No wonder you were number one in national science back then!
John Franklin slightly curved his lips with a faint smile and didn’t say much about himself. Instead, he gestured for Raine to look at the medical records, "Take a look."
Raine looked down, murmuring, "Whose is this?"
"Jonas Hawthorne’s," John Franklin replied simply.
His mind was very rational, so when it came to little sister’s divorce, he only cared about the result.
Now the little sister was doing well on her own, it seemed the divorce was indeed the right decision.
As for Jonas Hawthorne, he got himself into trouble, and naturally, God would punish him.
Raine asked no more and quickly flipped through Jonas Hawthorne’s medical records.
The records showed that just a month before their divorce, Jonas Hawthorne had been injured and hospitalized, almost losing his life.
She frowned, realizing that Leo Keane wasn’t really lying.
But why didn’t she know?
Jonas Hawthorne had never mentioned a word to her...
Thinking back to that time, he only said he was going on a business trip to Coralia, and when he returned, he was just a bit thinner, with no anomalies at all!
John Franklin, seeing her tightly furrowed brows in deep thought, asked again, "Do you want to go see him?"
"..." Raine instinctively wanted to refuse.
But John Franklin quickly said, "Just go see him. He’s got injuries all over, and being in a coma this time, we don’t know if he’ll wake up."
"Didn’t the doctor just say he’s not in any danger?" Raine raised an eyebrow.
"Any coma has the potential not to wake." John Franklin replied.
In medicine, even the smallest probabilities have to be taken seriously.
The doctor just now had been optimistic, but if the patient really doesn’t wake, there’s a chance of facing a lawsuit in the future.
Raine didn’t understand all this, but she knew how capable her brother was. Since he said so, it meant Jonas Hawthorne indeed might...
If this was their last meeting, would she regret not going?
Taking a step back, even if she didn’t want to see him, what about their unborn child...
Would the child blame her upon knowing?
After pondering for a while, Raine took a deep breath, as if making a significant decision.
"Alright."
John Franklin then led her to Jonas Hawthorne’s hospital room.
Jonas Hawthorne’s coma had occurred very suddenly. The hospital director knew John Franklin was in Sedonia and called him overnight to consult.
Because of this, he could move around the hospital freely, and no one would question who he brought along, labeling them as his assistant.
Raine came initially just to gather information, not planning to see Jonas Hawthorne at all...
Who would have thought her brother would be here?
There’s even a privileged route, as if everything was arranged for her to see Jonas Hawthorne!
As she entered the room, she was hit by the strong smell of disinfectant.
Before her eyes were the pristine white colors and an array of equipment surrounding Jonas Hawthorne.
He lay quietly on the bed, his breathing so gentle, lacking any of his usual vigor, fragile as if he might leave at any moment...
Raine stiffened on the spot.
She had never seen Jonas Hawthorne in such a vulnerable state.
In her mind, he was always exalted, like a king.
How could someone so mighty be lying here in a coma?
In her surprise, John Franklin spoke, "The previous severe injury hasn’t fully healed, and now it’s an injury on top of injury. Plus, when the explosion occurred, he was knocked over by a huge wave, and his head hit the ground, causing a concussion."
While speaking, he used a small flashlight to check Jonas Hawthorne’s pupils.
Raine stood to the side, her voice trembling, "Is it... serious?"
John Franklin didn’t answer but gave her a look: What do you think?
Lying here unable to move, whether he can wake up is still unknown, how could it not be serious?
Raine swallowed, "It injured his brain... will he lose his memory?"
All the TV shows she watched portrayed it this way.
She was a bit curious...
"Not necessarily," John Franklin replied.
Before the patient wakes up, anything is possible.
As for the outcome, it depends on Jonas Hawthorne’s fate.
If he doesn’t wake or wakes with side effects, that’s his destiny.
Raine took a deep breath, feeling as though her heart was being strangled tightly by an invisible hand!
She again lifted her eyes to look at Jonas Hawthorne’s pale, handsome face, finding it hard to breathe.
At the time of the divorce, she hated him.
But no matter what, she never wished for his death...
"Was... was it big brother’s doing?" Raine’s lips trembled as she asked.
Her grandfather’s family had three older brothers, with York Jennings being the eldest, so she usually called him big brother.
Earlier, she heard from her grandfather that Jonas Hawthorne had to pay a price.
Could this price be his life?
John Franklin, putting away his flashlight, answered indifferently as he got up, "No."
Raine instantly breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing these two words.
John Franklin added soon after, "Big brother is thorough. If he wanted him dead, he wouldn’t leave him here lingering."
Raine, "..." After years apart, her brothers really became increasingly ruthless.
"However, if you think it necessary, I’m willing to help," John Franklin’s tone shifted, his eyes glinting coldly, "It only takes an injection to let him die silently, leaving no trace." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚
"Brother, don’t scare me." Raine stepped forward, grabbing John Franklin’s arm, "You’re a doctor!"
"Technically, I’m your brother, and if you need it..."
"I don’t need it!" Raine immediately cut him off, her little face tight and gloomy.
Her reaction made John Franklin laugh and sigh, as if he had seen through everything long ago, "I was just joking with you. In the end, you can’t bear to see him die, can you?"
