“How did this happen? Evelyn..."

Debbie sighed and hugged her younger daughter

She had asked Evelyn to go on the trip to get some peace of mind. It was for her daughter's own good, but now, it seemed that she was wrong to do so.

Matthew hurried to the hospital, still carrying his schoolbag. Evelyn was still in the operating room.

He cast a cold glance at Tayson.

"Who is that man?"

Tayson remained silent.

"I can find out even if you don't tell me!" Matthew roared. He wanted to avenge his sister.

Another half an hour later, the light of the operating room finally went off.

Several doctors walked out soon after. They removed their masks. The director of the obstetrics and gynecology department heaved a huge sigh of relief.

"Carlos, your daughter is stable now. One of her fallopian tubes was broken. We've operated on it. We haven't removed her broken fallopian tube, but it has been torn for sure. So, she is less Likely to get pregnant in the future. But, there's still a chance..."

“Less likely to get pregnant?’ Carlos frowned.

"Any other problems?" he asked.

“Everything else is fine. Don't worry, Mr. and Mrs. Hilton. She will recover soon, as long as she gets some good rest."

“I see."

The doctors transferred Evelyn to the ICU.

Carlos had his men block any news about the incident; he forbade anyone from talking about it. He decided to punish anyone who ever talked about this.

Evelyn had slept a long time. By the time she was awake, Debbie and

Carlos were there by her bedside.

She called out weakly, “Dad, Mom.

Hearing her voice, Carlos darted to her side. When he saw her pale face, he held her hand.

“Eve, you feeling okay? Tell me if you don't."

Debbie stroked her daughter's hair, giggling and crying at the same time.

"Are you okay, Piggy? Maybe I should call the doctor!"

Evelyn shook her head.