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Chapter 441 Marjorie Also Came Along

Looking at Ezra standing not far away, I glared at him, anger and hatred flooding over me like a deluge. Why wouldn't he even leave a whole corpse for Walter?

Our eyes met, Ezra's brows furrowed tightly, his thin lips pressed together as he looked at me. He began to speak, "Tabatha, I.....”

"Scum, it's a pity that you didn't get blown up," Geraldine scolded angrily, glaring at me with rage-filled eyes, her hatred not diminished in the slightest.

Looking at her, how could I not have wanted to tear her into a thousand pieces?

"Rumble rumble..." The roaring sound of a propeller echoed overhead. It was a helicopter.

Upon seeing this, Ezra's face darkened. He turned to his subordinates behind him and said, "Let's go."

Geraldine didn't know what had happened, but upon seeing this, she hastily followed them and left.

Walter looked up at the helicopter hovering in mid-air, his pale lips tightened slightly, his voice low as he said, "They're here."

I didn't understand and looked at Stanley. Stanley said, "It's reinforcements:"

The helicopter landed, and as the doctors and rescue personnel rushed over, a few doctors briefly assessed the situation They came over to Walter's side and upon seeing his condition, they all furrowed them

brows for a moment.

Upon seeing this, I quickly asked, "What happened?"

The doctors didn't respond, instead they looked at me and asked, "After the explosion, besides helping the injured, did you do anything else?"

I didn't understand, but I still shook my head and truthfully said, "No!"

The doctor gave a slight nod, then carefully proceeded to check on Walter's condition. However, just as he was about to examine Walter's injuries, Walter suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and then completely passed out.

Seeing this, I was panicked and didn't know what to do. The doctor, upon seeing this, didn't delay any further and carefully instructed the people around him to put Walter on the plane.

He then looked at me and said, "Miss, are you alright?"

I shook my head, anxiously looking at the doctor and said, "I'm fine, how is he?"

The doctor shook his head slightly, frowning, "It's hard to say. The external injuries are not too bad, but I'm mainly worried about internal injuries. The force of the explosion was strong, I'm concerned about damage to his internal organs, especially since he's been vomiting blood. We need to get him back to the hospital for tests immediately."

There was no time to waste, I hurriedly followed them onto the helicopter, almost holding my breath all the way to the hospital.

Watching Walter being rushed into the emergency room, my heart was in my throat

"Ms Conner, I'm here with you, I'll call a doctor to check on you."

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Stanley spoke up, and only then did I notice him.

I shook my head, looking at him to refuse, when I suddenly saw Marjorie standing next to him. I was momentarily stunned. When did she get here?

Seeing me staring at Marjorie, Stanley paused for a moment and said, "Ms. Knight has been with us at the border for some time now. She led the rescue team here. You might have been too anxious earlier, so you didn't notice her."

Marjorie looked at me and said, "Ms. Conner, long time no see."

My lips were a bit dry, I opened my mouth, my voice was somewhat hoarse, "Long time no see."

During this period, she came to the border with Walter...

Upon learning such information, I didn't know how to describe my feelings for a moment. In short, they were mostly bitter.

Ezra said Marjorie was pregnant, so did Walter always accompany her for the convenience of taking care of her?

If that was the case, why did he take the risk to come to the border?

Oh, I almost forgot, he came to look for his father. But his father, Elliott, because I had already... there was nothing left of him.

"Ms. Conner, are you alright?" Stanley looked at me, his eyes full of concern, his brows furrowed as he said, "Your face is too pale, are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

I shook my head, watching him struggle to muster a smile, his voice hoarse as he said, "I'm fine, just... too tired. I'll rest for a bit and then..."

Before I could finish speaking, I didn't know why but my mind

suddenly felt heavy and I fainted. Before closing my eyes, I faintly heard Stanley's anxious voice, but I was too weak to respond to him.

It had been too long since I had dreamed of my father. This time, I saw him in the yard of the Conner's place, where he was helping my mother tend to the flowers in the yard, focused and dedicated. "Dad!" I walked up behind him, gently calling out to him, just like I

used to.

He looked back at me, smiling faintly, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Looking at him, my heart was filled with longing after a long separation. I suddenly rushed forward and threw myself into his arms, clutching the corner of his clothes and choking out, "I missed you."

He still patted my shoulder like he did when I was a child, comforting me helplessly but gently, "Silly child, have you encountered something unhappy?"