Loveless Marriage

Chapter 100 One event succeeds another

"How is my father, Mr. Yannick?" Isabella asked impatiently after they sat down.

Mr. Yannick smiled lightly. He looked at Diana and said: "I've already talked with Mr. Jones. Your

father's ill is pretty serious. I'll do my best to help you apply for out-of-prison treatment."

Diana immediately thanked him, "Thank you so much... Mr. Yannick."

Isabella was still in a calm state. She then asked with a frown: "If it fails, do we have any other

solutions?"

Her father was already aged, and had been psychological tortured during this period of time. With no

one comforted him, he seldom ate or drank. That was why he suddenly fell ill with a stroke and hadn't

woke up till now. The doctor said the situation was quite dangerous.

"Um..." He thought for a while, then looked at her and said gravely: "Your father is a felon and hasn't

been in custody for long. It's hard for him get a special care. This will depend on his situation after he

wakes up. If he couldn't take care of himself, they may release him on medical parole.

Isabella remained silent for a moment.

She definitely hoped him be okay after he woke up.

Although he brought this upon himself, but he was still her father. She couldn't just see him suffer in

there.

Mr. Yannick promised her that he would do his best to help her with it. After thanking him repeatedly,

Isabella took Diana to the ward.

Having not seen him for more than a month, Tristan looked like a completely different person compared

to the one she saw last time. He was extremely thin, with a lot more wrinkles and a head full of white

hair.

As soon as Isabella saw him, her eyes immediately went wet. But she still suppressed her sadness and

calmed down.

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Isabella couldn't bear it any longer and she turned her face away. Seeing the doctor coming in, she

asked: "Doctor, how is my father?"

"Not so good. But we'll have to wait for him to wake up first." He said seriously.

"Will he completely recover after surgery?" Her voice was hoarse.

As long as he could still eat and drink like a normal person, she would raise him after he came out of

jail. If he were to lie on the bed from now on, she wouldn't be willing even if she could take care of him

every day, she would not want to see that happen.

"Very possible, so don't worry." The doctor looked at her, and sighed.

"Really?" Isabella asked.

The doctor nodded, "However, we'll still need to see how the court would decide about it. You can get

prepared first."

"Oh, okay. Thank you so much, doctor." Isabella's joyful voice trembled. She turned to look at her father

on bed. with a glimmer of hope flaring up in her eyes.

After the doctor left, Isabella stayed in the ward with Diana. The atmosphere was quite sombre.

Diana was so tired that she fell asleep on the side of the bed. Isabella gently covered her with a coat,

then went out to pick up a call.

"Isabella, where are you now? I just got back from a business trip. I heard the thing about your father.

I'll be there now."

It was Luke, who sounded quite worried.

Isabella leaned against the wall. Her fair face had a heavy expression. After being silent for two

seconds, she said in a calm and soft voice, "I'm already at the hospital with my mom. My father hasn't

woken up yet. You've just returned, and you must be very tired. It’s unnecessary to come over."

Luke said in a low voice: "I'm not tired, and your dad is sick, so there must be some legal procedures to

go through. I can help you with that. You're pregnant as well, so you can't tire yourself out."

"Luke, it's really okay. I have already let the lawyer to deal with it. Now all I can do is to wait for my

father to wake up. Even if you come over, you could just wait with me. I think you'd better rest at home

and take care of Rachel. Maybe I'll have to trouble you in the future."

In the silent corridor, Isabella's voice was soft, and her tone was clear and slow.

She spoke in a very tactful way, but she was very clear that she was refusing.

On the one hand, no matter who helped with her father's issue, she would owe him a favour. She had

already borrowed Luke two hundred and fifty million dollars. She could pay the money back, but the

favour was hard to repay.

On the other hand, she felt Christian was right. She'd already out of one dilemma, why would she even

jump into another one? A loveless marriage wouldn't last long.

Since she'd understood it, she should be more decisive.

It was unknown if he'd understood what she really meant in her words, Luke gently said after being

silent a few seconds, "Alright, my phone will always be on. if you have any problems, call me anytime.

Tell me when your father wakes up. I'll help you with the judicial process first."

Relaxed, Isabella smiled: "Okay, thank you, Luke. I will hang up first."

"Okay."

Isabella let out a long breath.

Just now, she was really afraid that he would insisted on coming over, otherwise she wouldn't have any

other reason to refuse him. Also, he didn't ask how she got the lawyer either.

Pressing her forehead tiredly, she returned to the ward.

In the evening, Tristan finally woke up, but his condition was still not good. He was unconscious and

couldn't speak. Seeing this, Diana almost fainted from crying.

Isabella endured the pain and comforted her, "Mom, didn't the doctors say that it's very possible for him

to get recovered after surgery? Don't worry, I'll immediately contact the best hospital. As long as Mr.

Yannick gets us approved, I'll immediately arrange the surgery."

Diana cried in grief and sorrow, she said regretfully: "It's all my fault. If I'd persuaded him more in the

past, he wouldn't have done so much s*it..."

Isabella's face changed, saying sorrowly: "Mom, this has nothing to do with you. Don't think about it,

okay?"

"This is all my fault..."As if she hadn't heard Isabella, Diana still muttered while she was looking at

Tristan lying on bed.

Isabella frowned and felt heartache. She could only hug her tightly and comforted her softly, "No, it's

not like that..."

One event succeeded another. Life was much more difficult than she had ever imagined, but these

were who she loved the most in this world, so she had to muster up her courage to face all the

difficulties.

Just then, there was a light knock at the door.

Isabella was startled. Then she wiped her tears off with her sleeves, and walked over to open the door.

"Miss Jones, someone wants to see you."

"Me?"

With that, prison guard then left the ward.

Feeling a bit strange, Isabella followed him outside.

Outside the iron gate. She saw a stranger man, frowning, "Who are you, sir?"

It was a handsome young man dressed in a suit.

The man extended his hand respectfully, "Hi, Miss Jones, my name is Canon Braun. Mr. Miller asked

me to come."

Hearing that, Isabella's hand paused for a second, "Mr. Miller? Why...Why did he send you here?"

Hadn't he already got her a lawyer?