Chapter 438: Chapter 438 Please hold on
"Henry...Henry Hudson, I’ve called an ambulance, hang on, I beg you, hang on."
Charlotte Thompson clung tightly to Henry Hudson, her clothes stained with blood. Observing this, Jack Bryant, who was restraining Evelyn Curtis, immediately came over and inquired softly.
"Miss, the ambulance is ready. Should I escort this gentleman to the hospital?"
"I’m taking him. Help me carry him to the ambulance now."
The usually collected Charlotte quickly made a decision while trying to keep her emotions in check.
"Alright, Miss." Jack promptly lifted Henry Hudson and brought him to the ambulance.
In the deserted hospital corridor, a shivering Charlotte sat stiffly in a chair, haunted by the sight of Henry collapsing.
The blood-stained clothes felt sticky and uncomfortable against her skin, yet all Charlotte could think about was how Henry had taken a knife for her.
The light in the emergency room remained on, and Charlotte sat motionlessly in her chair. At her side, a visibly worried Jack said gravely,
"Miss, don’t worry too much, the doctor said it’s just a vascular injury, hence the excessive bleeding."
"If it wasn’t for me, he wouldn’t have been hurt."
At that moment, Charlotte seemed to have lost her usual calm facade. It was as if someone was gripping her heart and pricking it with a needle.
"Miss, don’t blame yourself too much."
Jack awkwardly tried to console her. However, his words had no effect on Charlotte.
The door to the ER swung open and a doctor stepped out. Taking off his mask, fatigue written all over his face, he glanced at Charlotte before stating,
"The patient is out of danger and can be transferred to a general ward soon."
Only then did Charlotte breathe a sigh of relief. However, the guilt within her was overwhelming.
"Have you been injured? Let a nurse take care of you later."
The doctor glanced at Charlotte, who was covered in blood and noticeably pale, and stated impassively.
Charlotte shook her head, murmured a thank you, and then leaned back against the wall, visibly drained.
Jared quickly supported her and said with concern,
"Miss, why don’t you go back and get some rest."
"No need for that. You go back first and take care of the children. Tell them Uncle Hudson and I have something to attend to. Call Jordan tonight, ask him to come home and stay with them."
Charlotte looked at Jack and instructed him word by word.
Jared nodded and left quickly. When he returned, he brought back a set of clean clothes for Charlotte.
Looking at Charlotte, Jared thought about the incident at the door and hesitated to speak.
"Miss, I..."
Charlotte looked at him quizzically, slightly furrowing her brow as she asked,
"What is it? Did something happen to the children?"
Jared shook his head, leaving him no choice but to continue.
"No, I ran into Mr. Battleson’s assistant downstairs."
"Michael Richard?" Charlotte paused, clutching her clothes. In her daze, she had not even thought to notify Oliver Hudson about Henry’s serious condition.
Now that Michael knew she was at the hospital, it wouldn’t be long before she heard from Justin Battleson.
Thinking of Justin Battleson gave Charlotte a headache. She placed the neatly folded clothes by her side and took out her phone from her pocket.