Chapter 188 James Felt Heartbroken (1)
James gently placed Jessica in the car, glanced at her fragile form, and floored the gas pedal. The car shot forward, his mind racing. She looked so delicate, like she would break at any moment. His heart ached.
While driving, he held her cold hand. "We'll be at the hospital soon," he said, trying to sound confident. "Everything will be okay." He kept repeating it, unsure if he was reassuring her or himself.
They finally reached the hospital. James scooped her up and rushed to the emergency room, his heart pounding with every step.
The doctor diagnosed her with a high fever and pneumonia. She needed to be hospitalized immediately.
James handled the admission paperwork and waited for a room, which took another half hour.
He sat by her hospital bed, looking at her pale face, feeling both heartache and anger. Why did she let herself get this bad?
After the IV drip, Jessica slowly woke up. In the dim light, she saw his familiar face. For a moment, she thought she was dreaming.
Then James's steady voice broke through. "You're awake? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Jessica's voice was hoarse. "You're back... Let's get a divorce tomorrow."
James frowned, not expecting her first sentence to be about divorce.
"When you feel better, we'll handle the paperwork," he said coldly. "If I leave you now, what kind of person would I be?"
Jessica laughed bitterly. James was indeed hypocritical and ruthless. She turned away, unable to look at him.
Choking back sobs, she whispered, "I have nothing left. But even if I'm alone, I can manage!"
She was still so strong and stubborn. The more she was like this, the more his heart ached.
James's eyes narrowed. "Even if we divorce, I'll help you sort everything out so you can leave easily."
"No need... I can handle it myself." She held back her sobs, refusing his help. She couldn't show any more weakness. Even John didn't want her anymore—how pathetic was that? And James's fake concern only made things worse. The more he acted like he cared, the harder it was to leave him.
James seemed to understand. He gently wiped her tears. "The doctor said you need to rest and not get emotional," he murmured softly. "Trust me, tomorrow, everything will be okay."
Jessica stared at him, almost believing him. But she quickly snapped out of it.
"A few days ago, you said you'd help me investigate Mary's matter. But there's been no news. You've been spending all your time on Rose, right?"
James didn't deny it, his eyes showing guilt. Rose's depression had been worsening, and he had been looking for medical experts for her.
Jessica didn't want to hear his answer. She still had a high fever and soon fell asleep again.
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