Chapter 395

Nolan’s initial shock wore off quickly when he heard that.

“Ms. Percy, that butterfly tat on your back is pretty sweet,” Nolan said. “How come I never noticed it before?”

Elizabeth instinctively touched her back and casually replied as she pushed open the hospital room door, “Didn’t have it before.”

“This is Gabriel’s room,” Elizabeth pointed inside. The nurse had already cleaned up, and it was now an empty room.

Nolan looked around cautiously, touching every corner, but found nothing.

“Looking for something?” Elizabeth asked Nolan.

Nolan nodded and asked, “Did you come across anything Gabriel might have left in the bathroom while cleaning?”

“No,” Elizabeth shook her head.

Nolan was silent for a few seconds before finally nodding.

“What are you looking for?” Elizabeth asked him. “Can I help you?”

Nolan sighed inwardly, his gaze complicated. He looked at Elizabeth and straightforwardly said, “Ms. Percy, there’s something I don’t know if I should ask.”

“Go ahead,” Elizabeth replied bluntly.

“Do you know that you have…” Nolan’s words were interrupted by his ringing phone.

Nolan took out his phone and said to Elizabeth, “Sorry, I need to take this call.”

Elizabeth nodded and leaned quietly against the headboard.

What’s Nolan going to ask? About the scar on my back? Why’s Nolan so obsessed with how I got that scar, like Alexander? At that thought, Elizabeth’s heart suddenly trembled. Does that mean they might not know that I saved Alexander back then?

Nolan hung up and softly said to Elizabeth, “Ms. Percy, I have something to attend to. We’ll talk later.”

“Okay,” Elizabeth nodded, not saying much more.

Nolan glanced at Elizabeth one more time before sighing and leaving in large strides.

In the Emergency Room

A male doctor in a white coat was waiting for Nolan. Nolan walked over, and the doctor handed him a file. “This is Ms. Russell’s medical record. It states that Ms. Russell was injured in the back that night and was brought to the hospital due to excessive blood loss. Anton was on duty that night, and he saved Ms. Russell.” At this point, he suddenly pointed to a male doctor nearby and called out, “Anton, come over.”

Anton Nichols, in his forties, looked quite unassuming.

Chapter 395

“Anton, this is Nolan, from Mr. Tudor’s team,” the doctor introduced and then asked him, “When Mr. Tudor was kidnapped and Ms. Russell was injured, you were the one who saved her, right?”

Anton scrutinized Nolan. His eyes darkened slightly, and he nodded cautiously, saying, “Yes. The scar is on the right side.” Anton pointed to his own shoulder and neck area. “She has a scar there. She still comes in occasionally for check-ups, saying the wound always hurts.”

Nolan stared at Anton, his eyes intense. Nolan lowered his voice and asked, “Are you sure?”

“What’s there to be unsure about? Ms. Russell saved Mr. Tudor. Everyone at the hospital knew about it back then,” Anton said with a hearty laugh.

Anton’s laugh was at odds with his unassuming appearance.

“And what about Ms. Percy?” Nolan asked the doctor.

The doctor shook his head and replied, “I searched a lot but couldn’t find any medical records for Ms. Percy. There are no records for Ms. Percy in the month before or after Mr. Tudor’s incident, not even in the two months around that time.”

Nolan sighed and thought, ‘Gabriel’s note with the letter E, and Esme’s medical records are clear. It seems there’s no need to waste any more time on this matter.’