Chapter 222: She Was Reckless
Wyatt looked at him coldly.
Jordan said, “We only got through because Ms. Saunders crashed through the gate.”
If Yunice hadn’t rammed through the gate, they wouldn’t have been stuck in Owen’s path or gotten hit. Even though Yunice had been down on her luck, the fact that all three of them made it out safely this time was really thanks to her.
Wyatt stayed silent for a long time before finally saying a word, “Reckless.”
Jordan said, “You see true feelings in tough times. Sure, she was reckless, but not everyone has the guts to throw themselves in like that.”
Wyatt fell silent again. After a moment, no one knew what he was imagining, but he let out a low chuckle. By the time Jordan heard the laugh, Wyatt had already lowered his head and hidden his emotions.
Once Wyatt finished treating his wound and went to Yunice’s hospital room, Joe was already there. Joe let out a surprised, “Whoa!” and strode over. “Mr. Cooper, you really are tough as nails. Even two snipers couldn’t take you out!”
Jordan added dryly, “Good thing the car’s bulletproof system held up, but we’ll need a new ride.” Wyatt shot him a glare, but Joe still said loudly, “It’s fine, she’s sleeping like a log. Nothing wakes her.”
Seeing Wyatt sit down at Yunice’s bedside, Jordan and Gordon quietly stepped out of the room on their own. Joe was just about to leave too, when Wyatt stopped him. “I’ve got something for you to do.”
Lily was the first to wake up. When she opened her eyes, the room was empty. Carl and Freya were talking in the hallway.
Freya frowned. “Yunice and Wyatt both came to the hospital. Yunice still hasn’t woken up.” She couldn’t understand why Carl had left Yunice alone in such a dangerous situation.
Money and power could cloud a person’s judgment, making them overlook the risks behind it all. The bigger Wyatt’s business got, the more enemies he would attract. And in times like that, his family would be the ones most at risk. If Yunice wanted to marry Wyatt, she had to be strong enough to handle that danger. That was why Carl hadn’t stopped her.
Freya said again, “By the way, there’s Elsie too. I heard she was brought to the hospital…”
“What happened to Elsie?” Lily yanked open the door, looking at them with a worried face.
Freya frowned. Is this woman eavesdropping? Then something clicked, and she said deliberately, “We were just talking about Yunice getting into a car accident. She’s at this hospital too. Madam Lily, would you like to go check on her?”
Lily froze for a second, then replied with something completely off-topic. “Where’s Owen? I want to see Owen…”
Freya rolled her eyes, while Lily drifted back into the room, distracted, grabbing her phone to call Owen.
Owen arrived quickly. He greeted Carl first before hurrying to comfort Lily. “Mom, Elsie just had some tests done. The doctor said she was just badly shaken. She’ll be fine after some sleep.”
Lily finally relaxed, then turned and noticed Carl was frowning in their direction. She quickly pretended to be concerned. “What about Yunny? Mr. Carl said Yunice came to the hospital too?”
Owen froze. A flash of memory struck him: Yunice flying through the air after being hit, lying in the rain. His expression tensed, and he said reflexively, “Yunny? I didn’t see her. Wasn’t she with Wyatt? Why would she be at the hospital?” He glanced nervously at Carl.
The accident on Rainier Arc Street had been a mess. No one should’ve seen that he was the one who hit Yunice. As long as he didn’t say anything, no one would ever know. Owen knew it was wrong, but admitting it wouldn’t change anything. It would only damage Carl’s impression of him. Wyatt was capable. He’d take care of Yunice.
Putting aside Carl’s dislike for Elsie, Owen asked, “Mr. Carl, we don’t know who Elsie crossed, but someone tried to have her killed! You’ve got connections. Can you help me look into it?”
Lily looked like she was baring her soul. “Elsie may not have come from a good background, but I watched her grow up. If something terrible happens to her, the whole Saunders family will be heartbroken.”
Tears rolled down Lily’s face, falling to the ground like heavy drops. She looked like she might drop to her knees at any second.
Freya watched Owen and Lily coldly, feeling indignant for Yunice. She had just said Yunice was hospitalized, but neither of them—her brother or her mother—had shown the slightest concern. Yet they were falling over themselves to worry about a child born out of wedlock. No wonder Yunice had been so easily tricked by a man—she came from a family starved of love.