Chapter 1398

Tracy, already pulling on her clothes, waved him off casually. “Don’t worry about me. Go to the hospital. It’s fine.” Despite her assurances, he hesitated. But by the time he’d hastily dressed and switched on the light, the room was empty. Tracy had slipped away quietly, leaving only her panties on the couch.

Lowell sighed, his emotions a tangled mess. He picked up the delicate garment, pausing before tucking it into his pocket. He grabbed his keys and left.

The drive to the hospital was quick, his mind racing. He hadn’t expected this. Dolores’s condition had been critical for so long; the doctors had all but given up hope of her waking. Yet, against all odds, she had. Relief and joy surged within him, but a nagging worry about Tracy remained.

Her abrupt departure bothered him. She hadn’t even said goodbye. He’d wanted to take her home, to ensure her safety, but she’d vanished like smoke. For the first time, he felt a sharp pang of vulnerability.

Frustration and simmering anger washed over him as the mysterious woman’s face remained hidden, leaving him with no options and no clue to her whereabouts. He drove to the hospital nonetheless.

Meanwhile, Tracy, the very person Lowell sought, parked nearby, observing his movements intently. She calmly adjusted her clothes, checked her reflection in a compact mirror, and made a phone call.

The call was answered promptly. “Dolores Ruiz is awake,” she announced.

The voice on the other end was surprised. “Really? Are you sure?”

Visibly irritated, Tracy replied, “Yes, I’m certain. I was with Lowell when he got the call. I heard everything.”

After a brief silence, the other person said cautiously, “I understand, but I’m under police surveillance. I can’t do anything rash.”

With a calmer tone, Tracy responded, “I understand. I’ll make sure not to involve you.”

The conversation then turned to her plans with Lowell. “Now that Dolores is awake, will you change your plans?”

After a moment’s consideration, Tracy replied uncertainly…