The Clutches Of Hell Novel

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Chapter 131
Christian knew that she wished to die all along, but it still stung to hear her suicidal attempt from others.
It was as if he set foot into a quicksand trap and the sand swallowed him from all directions. Whenever he breathed, the sandy
particles filled his nostril and throat before suffocating him.
Charlotte took a glimpse at him before telling the flustered Gabriella, “It must’ve been hard for you. You should return home now.
I’ll permit two days leave for you. And keep this matter between us, okay?”
“Thank you, Charlotte.” Gabriella decided to bite the bullet despite withstanding the pressure from Christian. “But I wanna stay
here.”
Charlotte looked at her in silence whereas Gabriella hung her head low without a word.
“Do as you wish.” Charlotte then cast her gaze onto Christian’s soaked attire. “I’ll bring some clothes for you to change into.”
However, his lips pursed into a thin line as he stared at the emergency room quietly. So, she left without waiting for his reply.
Now that Gabriella and Christian were left alone in the corridor, she peeked at him several times. After a moment of hesitation,
she held her phone to the staircase to give Vincent a call.
Since it was possible for the surgery to fail, Victoria might want to meet him for the last time.
Meanwhile, Christian stood by the door to the emergency room. Although he felt flustered, cold, tired, and irritated all at the same
time, he did not want to sit or change his clothes. He just wished to stand quietly like that.
Even when he witnessed how Victoria betrayed him with his own eyes, he never imagined a world without her.
If she doesn’t make it today, I...
His breathing became rapid as he pursed his lips and fished out his phone to ring up Warren. “Look into the best specialists for
pulmonary edema and leg diseases in both Bloomsway and the country. Send them to Alden Hospital as fast as possible at all
costs.”
I will never let her die!

Gabriella returned to see him frozen on the same spot after making a call. It seemed like he did not budge at all. She walked

softly, stood behind him, and dared not take a seat albeit tired.
The time ticked and passed, yet the door to the emergency room did not open.
Christian’s heart sank bit by bit. He phoned Warren, who had contacted several specialists. Unfortunately, some of them were
not in Bloomsway; even the nearest specialist could only arrive at 4.00PM the next day by plane.
Unease surged from the bottom of Christian’s heart to every part of his body. Never once had he experienced such helplessness
before.
At that moment, Charlotte brought over a set of suit and leather shoes as well as arranged an empty patient room for him to
change his attire. Yet, he remained still right there as if he could not hear anything.
Sighing, she placed the bag on the seat and sat down. With her palm propping her chin, she pondered.
At the same time, Gabriella stood for so long that her legs began to ache. She bent over to massage her calves before sitting
down. Due to nervousness, she had only occupied half of the seat.
Charlotte glanced at Christian’s back and whispered into Gabriella’s ear languidly, “What do you think of the way Mr. Thatcher
treats Victoria?”
Gabriella’s body tensed up in surprise because of the unexpected question.
Although she was not in the mood to gush about Victoria and Christian’s relationship, she had to pull herself together in order to
answer her superior. “I-I seldom meet him, so I’m not sure.”
Despite her soft voice, she was so worried that Christian might overhear her, hence she took a few peeks at him.
“If he doesn’t like her, why is he behaving like this?” Something beneath Charlotte’s eyes rippled. No one knew whether the
question was for Gabriella or she was just muttering to herself.
As a woman herself, Gabriella flushed after meeting Charlotte’s deep gaze. She parted her lips, yet nothing escaped from her
lips. After taking a glance at him, her eyes fixated on the ER like he did.
On usual days, Christian felt that time passed by very quickly. After attending one or two meetings and settling dozens of
documents, the day was over without him knowing.

Presently, every minute and every second was agonizing; it hurt like a flaming knife cut.
“Christian, what happened to Tori?” Evelyn arrived under the maid’s company at 3.58AM.

She asked someone to look into the situation, only to find out that he and Victoria were in the hospital. However, she was
clueless of the details.
In branded clothes, she exuded an extraordinary aura despite not wearing any make-up. Her appearance prodded Gabriella to
jump to her feet unconsciously and she stood next to the chair in distress.
“Her pulmonary edema and leg injury recurred. She’s in the emergency room right now.” Si .com fast updatence
Christian’s legs went numb due to the long standing, he staggered on his feet while approaching Evelyn. He barely stood still
with the support of the wall.
Evelyn’s eyes widened and her mouth was agape at that.
A couple of moments later, she finally regained her composure and gazed at him in disbelief. “Christian, you... What have you
done to Tori again?”
He pursed his lips without a response.
“You’re getting the wrong idea, Mrs. Thatcher.” Charlotte took a step forward to clarify softly, “He has nothing to do with this
matter.”
Evelyn’s brows creased tightly as her expression darkened. Even though she stopped questioning, it was obvious that she did
not believe in Charlotte’s words.
Vexed, Evelyn averted her gaze onto Gabriella. “Miss, do you know how Tori is doing right now?”
“She’s... in a bad shape.” Gabriella was surprised to be questioned by the legendary Mrs. Thatcher as she became careful with
her words. “When I found her, her disease relapsed and she couldn’t even speak. Once the ambulance arrived, she...”
She paused momentarily before continuing with difficulty, “She already lost consciousness.”
“How long has she been inside? Did the doctor say anything?” Evelyn tried to keep her cool, but her tempo raised.

Before Gabriella could respond that it had been over an hour, the ER door opened precisely at that moment. A doctor walked out
in his surgical gown and mask.
Trailing behind him was a huffing and puffing nurse. She was holding a few papers and no one knew what they were for.
Christian’s eyes brightened as he scuttled to the doctor to inquire about Victoria’s condition. However, the doctor’s long face
stopped the words from escaping through Christian’s throat.
He had never expected himself to hesitate so long just to ask a question.
“Who’s Victoria Coleman’s family?” asked the doctor hurriedly upon removing his mask.
Christian swallowed his saliva while quelling the surging emotions in him. “H-How is she doing?” It was difficult for him to spit out
each of those words.

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