Chapter 1146

An hour later, another knock sounded on the door. Skylar and Natalie were watching a projected series on the wall.

“Is it the food delivery?” Natalie guessed, having recently placed an order. “That was fast!”

“I’ll get it,” Skylar said, rising and heading for the door.

Opening it, Skylar was surprised to find Helena standing there, looking anxious and equally surprised to see Skylar instead of Natalie. “Is Ms. Jakeman here?”

“She is. What do you need?” Skylar asked, recovering quickly. How did Helena know where Natalie lived?

Natalie, curious, approached. “Is something wrong?” Seeing Helena, she was taken aback. “Ms. Hart? How did you find me?” Their only previous encounter had been at a hotel overseas.

“Mr. Hughes told me,” Helena explained urgently, her eyes glistening. “He was in a car accident and is in the hospital. Before losing consciousness, he mentioned you. Please, come with me.”

Jeremy had visited just an hour prior. Helena’s presence implied she'd been with him during the accident.

Natalie frowned, worried. “How is he?”

“Someone driving the wrong way hit his car. I was nearby and saw it. I couldn’t get details—I rushed here first,” Helena stammered, her anxiety palpable.

“Which hospital? I’ll get ready immediately,” Natalie said.

After giving the hospital’s name, Helena hurried away. Skylar watched her go, her gaze darkening slightly. After Natalie changed clothes, Skylar drove her to the hospital.

They arrived almost simultaneously with Helena and entered together. At the operating room, they found Jeremy’s parents anxiously waiting.

Natalie rushed to them. “Dad, Mom.”

“Natalie…” Eleanor stood, grasping Natalie’s hand. “We’re glad you’re here. Jeremy will be alright.”

Skylar observed, unsurprised by the warmth between Jeremy’s parents and Natalie; they treated her like a daughter. They clearly hadn't fully accepted the divorce.

Skylar noticed Helena nearby, visibly tense and pale at the sight of the family's closeness to Natalie. Morton, noticing them, looked puzzled.

Natalie quickly introduced them. “This is Skylar Sullivan, my friend. And this is Helena Hart, a friend of Jeremy’s.”

“Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Hughes,” Skylar greeted them.

Helena, slightly nervous, echoed the greeting. The Hughes’ understood the unspoken implications of the introductions. A nurse had mentioned a female celebrity with Jeremy in the ambulance—it must have been Helena. The couple exchanged a knowing glance.