Even though it was late at night, the Romero Group employee chat was still lively. The news was vague, and everyone was speculating about the reason for Sebastian's emergency hospitalization.

"I heard from the secretary's office that Mr. Romero didn't come back until the afternoon. Maybe he was already sick then?"

"Impossible! I went to deliver documents this morning, and Mr. Romero was still yelling, full of energy."

"Who has inside information? Let's all know!"

In short, everyone was saying something.

Emilia cautiously glanced at Daniela, "Daniela, should we call and ask?"

Daniela pursed her lips.

She wasn't sure.

A few hours ago, she had made a harsh statement, wanting to cut ties completely. Now, she was eagerly asking again, which felt awkward.

However, she was worried about Fernanda.

Sebastian was Fernanda's heart and soul. If anything happened to Sebastian again, Fernanda would probably break down.

Not knowing the situation, she didn't even dare to call and comfort Fernanda.

After thinking for a while, she still couldn't rest easy. Daniela said, "Bernard was with him tonight. You have Bernard's number, why don't you call and ask?"

Emilia waved her hands repeatedly, "No way. I've already blocked that playboy. I can't let him taint my circle of friends."

Daniela: ...

She took out her phone and called Bernard.

After ringing for a while, someone finally answered the phone, "Hello... Daniela."

Daniela pinched her phone and said, "I saw the news. It said Sebastian was rushed to the hospital. Is he... is he okay?"

Bernard looked up at the operating room, scratched his head, and sneered, "He's fine. Just drank so much that he vomited blood, and his wound got inflamed."

He was speechless.

He thought Sebastian's previous injury had healed, so he drank so recklessly.

Who knew that his injury hadn't fully healed.

After drinking all that alcohol today, it was like mixing cephalosporins with alcohol.

He wasn't dead, Sebastian was lucky to be alive.

Bernard had nothing to say besides admiration.

"Alright, didn't you say you wanted to cut ties completely? Why are you calling? I'm busy, I'm hanging up."

Then he hung up the phone.

He was just like her at night.

Daniela hurriedly said, "Wait..."

The other side was already busy.

Daniela put down her phone, pursed her lips and didn't say anything.

Emilia was furious, "How can this rotten playboy talk like that? We're kindly concerned, why does he make it seem like it's our fault?"

"No. I can't take it anymore. I'm going to call and scold him."

Daniela quickly stopped her, "Forget it. It seems like he's really busy, and there's no one else to help him."

Sebastian's condition shouldn't be good either.

Otherwise, Bernard wouldn't take it out on her.

He was anxious.

Daniela thought for a moment, lifted the covers and got out of bed, and started to get dressed.

Seeing this, Emilia hurriedly said, "Are you going to the hospital? It's so late now, and you're pregnant. What if something happens?"

Daniela reassured her, "It's okay, I just slept for a while, I'm not sleepy. I don't know what's going on with Sebastian, I'll go take a look."

She was mostly worried that if Fernanda found out, she would be anxious and wouldn't have anyone to accompany her.

"Then I'll go with you." Emilia couldn't care about washing up, she put her clothes back on.

Daniela stopped her, "You've been working late, I'll go by myself."

Emilia refused to budge.

Daniela had no choice but to let her come along.

They hurried towards the emergency room.

Just as they saw Bernard's figure, the emergency room door opened, and a bed was pushed out.

The person on the bed was completely covered in a white sheet.

Daniela froze.

She didn't know why, but her vision went black, and the next moment she fainted.

"Daniela!"