Chapter 1025: Chapter 1025: Is Lyle Westbrook Injured? Chapter 1025: Chapter 1025: Is Lyle Westbrook Injured? Night had fallen in Country W, yet twilight was just setting over T.
Outside a heavily guarded, special VIP room in a T Hospital, a tall, voluptuous beautiful woman coldly glared at the bodyguard blocking her way and parted her red lips to say, âMove aside!â
âIâm sorry, Miss, but no visitors are allowed here,â the duty-bound bodyguard stood in her way, refusing to budge.
The tall beautiful womanâs eyes darkened, ready to erupt in anger, when a man in a business suit stepped out of the ward, surprised at the standoff happening at the door. He greeted the tall woman with familiarity, âMs. Goldsmith, what brings you here?â
âLyle Westbrook is injured, isnât he?â Emilia Goldsmith recognized him as Lyleâs right-hand person. Without bothering with pleasantries, she asked directly.
The man hesitated, âWell⊠â
Young Master Lyleâs status was special, and the Westbrook Family was perpetually in turmoil. News of Young Master Lyleâs injury had been kept under wraps. He was unsure how Ms. Goldsmith came to know of it, nor did he know whether he should disclose Young Master Lyleâs condition to her.
After all, the Young Master had always been watchful of Lyle, and if news of Lyleâs serious hospitalization due to injury were to spread now, who knows what trouble the Young Master might stir up.
Emilia watched his hesitation, furrowing her brows. She didnât beat around the bush and said straightforwardly, âIs there anything you find inconvenient to tell me? After all these years, you do know how I feel about Lyle Westbrook, donât you? Even if the whole world were against him, I could never harm him!â
The man didnât expect her to be so forthright with her words. After a moment of stunned silence, he made up his mind and had the bodyguard at the door step aside, âMs. Goldsmith, Young Master Lyle is indeed injured. He was in a car accidentâŠâ
A flash of anxiety swept through Emiliaâs eyes. She immediately grabbed his shoulder, disregarding the decorum and pride that befit a high-society socialite, and asked in an urgent voice, âHe had a car accident? How is he?â
âFortunately, he was brought to the hospital in time. Young Master Lyle is fine, he just lost a lot of blood and has been unconscious for two days. He just woke up, Ms. Goldsmith, would you like to see him?â
âIs he still awake?â Of course, Emilia wanted to see the man she had been pining over, but she was more worried about his health.
The man nodded, âYoung Master Lyle is awake.â
âThen Iâll go in and see him.â Emilia let go of his shoulder, took a deep breath, and managed to regain some of her usual poise. She turned the doorknob and entered.
The door clicked open.
She walked in and immediately saw the man propped up by pillows, leaning against the bed.
It had been over half a year since sheâd last seen him. Just like when they met half a year ago, even in such a disheveled state, the man still exuded an air of calm and nonchalance. His face, seemingly that of an angel fallen to earth, was yet wrapped in a cool and distant aura, giving one the impression that while he seemed within reach, his heart would forever remain untouchable.
Emiliaâs beautiful eyes grew intense.
Memories from half a year ago began to resurface.
Back then, under the influence of alcohol, she knocked on his door, hoping to seize a chance. She was rejected, and unable to swallow her pride, she hadnât contacted him in half a year. To think that her not reaching out to him meant he wouldnât contact her either, for a whole half-year. And yet, she was the one who couldnât bear it any longer. Hearing about his injury, she had flown over on a private jet overnightâŠ
Emilia herself felt spineless, but when faced with love, how many people can truly claim to be strong-willed?
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