Ex-husband’s Regret

The person on the other end of the line didn't say anything more and hung up the phone.

Unexpectedly, as I finished my wash and came out of the room, I saw Grandma anxiously hurrying out the

door.

"Grandma, where are you going?" I called out to her and, as I approached, noticed her face was extremely pale. I was alarmed, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?".

"I need to go to the hospital," Grandma answered hurriedly, forgetting to change her shoes as she opened the door and went out.

I didn't think about anything else and quickly followed. "Grandma!"Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Frank had been busy lately and, with the issues at the Shaw family, there were bound to be some problems. So, he had left a bodyguard with me.

"I'll go with you. Don't worry." I called the bodyguard and helped Grandma into the car.

"Go to the First Infirmary," said Grandma.

Suddenly, I remembered the call I had received earlier. "Grandma, did the hospital call you and say Ben had an accident?"

Grandma nodded. "There was no one to sign the consent form for the surgery. I told the hospital to start emergency treatment first."

As she spoke, she hesitated and said, "Charlotte... if we don't save him, he'll die."

Grandma's health was not very good to begin with. After a few instances of poisoning, though the toxins were cleared out, she was old and couldn't handle much more stress.

Ben was an idiot, but he was still Grandma's biological son, born after ten months of pregnancy and raised with care.

Logically, the Shaw family was supposed to be his.

But Grandma felt that Simone had bad intentions.

As it turned out, this was indeed the case. Ben was indecisive. Simone would whisper in his ear, and he would listen to everything. Eventually, not only might the Shaw family end up in the hands of outsiders, but Grandma's later years might not be peaceful either. However, all this was easier for me to contemplate calmly because I had little emotional attachment to

Ben.

Moreover, Simone and Ben were unscrupulous in their quest for the Shaw family's wealth, even resorting to poisoning Grandma repeatedly.

I couldn't stop Grandma from leaving, but I had to be cautious.

"Ben might be in trouble. I'm going to the First Infirmary with Grandma. Please come over when you're done."

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I sent Frank a message on the way, and to be safe, I also sent a similar one to Alan.

Arriving at the First Infirmary, just before getting out of the car, I instructed the bodyguard, "Make sure to keep a close watch on Grandma. Under no circumstances should she be harmed." Given Grandma's current health, any additional strain would be devastating.

The bodyguard nodded. "Don't worry. We have people watching from the shadows as well. Given your current situation, you shouldn't act alone."

I agreed. For the sake of the baby, I wouldn't act impulsively.

Upon arriving at the emergency room, we were directed to the door of the operating room when we mentioned Ben's name.

On the way, I was still wondering if Ben had been manipulated by Simone into some kind of trap. A petty scheme to entrap him.

It soon became clear that Ben had indeed been in an accident.

At that moment, he was lying in the operating room.

Grandma trembled as she signed the surgery consent form and the critical condition notice.

Thelped Grandma, who was unsteady on her feet, to sit down and asked the bodyguard to find out why Simone couldn't be reached.

According to reason, since Ben was the key to Simone obtaining the Shaw family's fortune, she wouldn't be able to ignore it.

A few minutes later, the bodyguard returned and reported, "Simone's phone has been off. The hospital tried calling many people and eventually reached the old lady."

I couldn't help but feel some regret. If I had answered the call and agreed to come, Grandma wouldn't have known, and she wouldn't have been so stressed.

I took the bottled water the bodyguard handed me, opened it, and gave it to Grandma. "Grandma, have some water."

Grandma suddenly grasped my hand, tears streaming down her face, filled with worry and guilt. "I'm sorry for making you go through this."

"Grandma, don't say that."

I took out a tissue to wipe her tears and advised her to stay calm to avoid a sudden illness. "You're my grandmother. It's my duty to take care of you and help with things."

Grandma tightened her grip on my hand. "I'm not here today to change anything. The Shaw family will definitely be left to you. This is how I can make up for the ancestors of the Shaw family... I came because, no matter how much of an idiot he had been, he's still my son. I can't just watch him die."