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Chapter 479 Blake’s Conspiracy
Seraphina’s eyes widened slightly, a flicker of surprise evident on her face.
The realization sent a shiver down her spine, leaving her feeling unsettled and a bit frantic. Her heart was brimming with unspoken grievances that almost made her want to cry.
“You’ve lost too much blood. Mr. Rockwell has donated over twice the required amount and is currently lying in the ward, still unconscious.”
Did Wilson share the same blood type as her?
For a brief moment, she was caught off guard, her emotions surging like a tempest within her.
Panic mingled with embarrassment, drawing memories of the three tumultuous years she spent with Orion.
She had been forced to donate blood to Jessica time and again, slowly draining her vitality and patience.
There was even a moment when she was almost compelled to give up a kidney.
She knew all too well how rare and precious her blood type was. Emeris had gone to great lengths to protect her, regularly paying top dollar for blood donations at hospitals across the country in case of emergencies.
Yet, for the sake of a man she loved, she had willingly sacrificed both her life and dignity, repeatedly giving blood to her rival. What had she gained in return?
*Just a series of humiliations.
The deep–rooted feelings of insignificance that she had tried so hard to forget now came rushing back, gnawing at her like a swarm of ants.
What was the difference between her back then and Wilson now?
Images of Wilson, so humble and gentle, filled her mind as he carefully expressed his feelings for her, terrified of her rejection and worried that she might not understand him.
It felt as if a giant hand was squeezing her heart. She felt a painful, suffocating sensation.
In some quiet corner of her heart, something seemed to soften unexpectedly.
Seraphina pressed her lips together. She was glad that Wilson had arrived in time; he had saved her life. No matter how she looked at it, she owed him that much.
“Ms. Cross, the doctor says you’re out of the danger, but you’ve got a fractured right leg. You’ll need to rest in bed. I’ll contact the hospital back home, and we can head back there now.”
When it came to medical resources, the Cross Group’s private hospital was the best. With their staff present, they could take better care of her.
Seraphina paused for a moment and said, “Let’s wait for Mr. Rockwell to wake up before we leave
together.”
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Chapter 479 Blake’s Conspiracy
But thankfully, it was just a fracture.
She had escaped with her life, and she couldn’t express how grateful she was.
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It seemed she had underestimated Blake’s power. While he had already been locked away, he was able to make waves that were far from subtle.
He even dared to come after her?
The thought darkened her expression; she was determined to remove this thorn from her side.
In Eldoria Bay, there were always informants keeping tabs on Orion. Upon learning of Seraphina’s accident, he hurried over. After a long day and night with back–to–back meetings, he drove straight to the hospital.
Standing outside her ward, his heart raced, filled with an anxious dread that seeped into his bones. A chilling rage surged within him. It was an urge for revenge that he could hardly contain.
He wanted to kill that murderer.
But just as he was about to push the door open, Thomas’s words struck him hard, like a bucket of cold water, freezing him in his tracks.
Did Wilson and Seraphina share the same blood type?
In that moment, his heart twisted painfully.
How could he forget why Seraphina had divorced him? Because he had forced her to donate a kidney to Jessica, because he had treated her as nothing more than a spare source of organs, because he had repeatedly trampled on her dignity.
Now, the one who had saved her was Wilson; the one who had donated blood was also Wilson.
What had he done?
Standing just outside the door, Orion felt as though he had been slapped in the face, the heat of shame radiating through him.
He couldn’t bring himself to step inside; he couldn’t face the painful memories he might evoke in Seraphina.
Those weren’t good memories.
He wanted a fresh start, but it had to be on the foundation of her lingering feelings for him, not an abrupt entrance that would shatter the last trace of their affection.
After a moment of contemplation, Orion retracted his hand and quietly left, as if he had never come at all.
As long as she was okay, everything else could wait for another day.