The CEO Gets What He Wants

Chapter 489 It Was Not An Accident

Meanwhile, Xavier entered Avery's medical ward at the hospital after sending the twins back home. He was

surprised by the grim look on Cayden's face.

Cayden had always appeared calm and carefree. However, his perfectly chiseled face now exuded an indescribable

sense of exhaustion and sorrow.

Xavier had wanted to say something when Cayden suddenly shot a sharp look at him. “Catch the culprit as soon as

possible. Do not let him get away! Jeremy's already on it. Help him out on that.”

His voice was deep and hoarse, and there was a certain frigidness to his tone.

Xavier nodded respectfully. “Yes, Boss. If this was an accident—”

“This was definitely not an accident!”

Cayden's raised voice sounded colder than before. It was obvious that he was angry and frustrated. “My intuition

tells me that this wasn't an accident! My wife and child are lying on this hospital bed, barely escaping death. How

could this be just an accident?”

It was said that women had an innate sixth sense, but men's sense of intuition was also quite accurate.

Xavier was stunned beyond words. It was already his second time witnessing his boss losing his temper.

However, he still mustered the courage to say, “Mr. Zachary has told me the car plate number, as well as the

model of the car that hit Mrs. Moore. If it's a fake car plate, it will be quite difficult to trace the car. However, please

rest assured that we will stop at nothing to catch the culprit behind this, Mr. Moore.”

“Okay.” Cayden narrowed his eyes, giving off a murderous aura.

No matter who was behind the accident, he vowed to make the person pay with their life, for the scoundrel had put

Avery's life in danger.

Cayden couldn't sleep a wink through the night.

There were nurses on call at the ICU twenty-four-seven, so he didn't actually have to be there the whole time.

However, he remained by Avery's side.

There was another bed beside Avery's which was specifically for the patient's family members to rest in. However,

he insisted on sitting beside her bed, holding her hand through the night.

Soon, the first lights of dawn streamed through the window and shone on Avery's face.

Her unconscious sleeping face appeared peaceful and delicate in the dim light. However, she still did not wake up.

At about eight in the morning, a nurse came in to give medication to Avery.

She carefully helped Avery sit up and rest against the pillow. Then, holding the medicine bowl, she scooped up a

spoonful of medicine and tried to feed it to Avery.

The nurse was administering medication to Avery to prevent post-surgery complications. Originally in tablet form,

the medication had to be crushed and mixed with water into a solution since Avery was still unconscious.

However, Cayden was standing right by Avery's bed, scrutinizing the nurse's every move. His intimidating aura

made the nurse feel rather nervous.

Besides, it was difficult to feed Avery the medication, given her unconscious state.

Hence, the medication that the nurse fed Avery ended up spilling out of her lips.

Perhaps due to the bitterness of the medication, Avery's tightly closed lips began to consciously resist the nurse's

attempts to feed her again.

Cayden's face darkened at the sight, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop.

The nurse grew more flustered under his terrifying scrutiny. Her hands trembled uncontrollably, and she hastily

used a wet towel to wipe the corners of Avery's lips. However, she only made things worse when Cayden's gaze that

bored into her caused her to grow increasingly nervous.

Frustrated, Cayden shot up from his seat and grabbed the bowl of medication from the nurse's hand before pushing

her aside. “Let me do it!”

The nurse stammered, “M-Mr. Moore... I-I am sorry. This is my job. Please let me feed Ms. Rumpley...”

She was startled by the man's frigid stare.

There was no warmth in his eyes, and the nurse felt as if his cold gaze had frozen her soul.

“Get out!” Cayden spared her no courtesy and shot her a cold glare.

The nurse shuddered in response and scurried out of the ward.

After the nurse left, Cayden turned to look at Avery tenderly. Gone was the cold, hard look that sent shivers down

the nurse's spine.

With one hand on her slender waist, Cayden held the bowl of medication in his other hand. He took a sip of the

medication and bent over to feed it directly into Avery's mouth.

When he was almost done feeding her the medication, Avery, who had been unconscious, suddenly reacted.

Her fingers moved slightly at first, followed by a furrow in her brows and the fluttering of her long lashes.

Cayden, who had been paying close attention to Avery's condition, traced his coarse fingers through her cheeks

and whispered into her ear, “Ery...”

The man's low, husky voice carried an indescribable warmth.

The vital sign monitor beeped loudly.

Avery let out a soft whimper, and her long lashes fluttered once again. Eventually, she opened her eyes, looking lost

and confused.

Upon seeing Avery open her eyes, Cayden, who was typically reserved and composed, couldn't hide his excitement

and exclaimed, “Ery? Ery?”

At the same time, he pressed on the call bell.

Avery's head was pounding then, and she appeared disoriented and confounded.

Everything was blurry when she first opened her eyes. However, slowly, her eyesight returned to normal.

However, she couldn't bear the throbbing pain in her head and lifted her right hand in an attempt to rub her

temples.

However, she was stopped by Cayden before she could do so. “Are you having a headache? Let me help you. You're

going to feel better after some time.”

He used just the right amount of force, and Avery felt much better after some time.

Then, she suddenly recalled something and felt her belly. In an anxious tone, she asked, “Cayden, our baby... Is our

baby... still here?”

Feeling the pain in her belly, she was afraid to hear Cayden's answer.

Have I lost the baby?

Avery was overcome with a sense of despair at the thought.

Cayden pulled her into his embrace and consoled her gently, “Don't worry. Our baby is still in your belly. Don't be

afraid.”

Avery widened her eyes in disbelief. “Really? Are you lying to me? Our baby is still alive? “

“Yes, the baby's safe and sound.”

When they were still talking, the hospital director, leading a few nurses, rushed over to Avery's ward.

At the sight of the conscious Avery, the director heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Mrs. Moore is awake now. Otherwise, I really have no idea how I'm going to deal with Mr. Moore's fury.

After conducting a thorough examination on Avery's condition, the hospital director was relieved to find that her

baby and legs were unharmed. He was even more impressed by Yuvan, the genius doctor, whose exceptional

medical skills had truly amazed him.