Chapter 996 - 988: Second Brother’s Past Life (2)

Chapter 996: Chapter 988: Second Brother’s Past Life (2)

Tiana Thorne’s heart seemed to stop.

At this moment, as if she had once experienced a divine catastrophe, a thunder rang in her ears, leaving her nowhere to escape.

For the first time, she lost control and grabbed Georgia Thorne by the collar, those eyes that were once charming and bright like the starry sky were now instantly filled with bloodshot lines: "You’re lying to me!"

Georgia Thorne frowned, she said softly, "If your brother was fine, you should have been able to reach him, Tiana, you are the Ford family’s heiress. What could possibly escape your eyes? Why would I lie about something that could easily be exposed? It would only make you hate me more."

Indeed.

Georgia Thorne was never foolish. On the contrary, she was too clever.

For her to say this, there was a high chance it wasn’t a lie.

But how could she possibly harm my second brother?

He was just so good.

Her hands trembled, her whole body shook, even her lips quivered lightly.

"How do you know?"

"Coincidentally, a college classmate of mine was hospitalized, went to the surgery room to find a doctor, and bumped into them. Don’t you have an uncle with the surname Quinn? He blamed you for hurting Julian Ford."

As she spoke, Georgia Thorne’s eyes grew deeper, and she softly said, "My classmate asked me to come ask you, is it true?"

Tiana released her, a chill rising from the soles of her feet.

The uncle with the surname Quinn was Preston Quinn...

Georgia Thorne’s voice continued: "I thought of you last night, covered in blood, and the fruit knife at home disappeared. In the surveillance video, it was you going out with the fruit knife. Everything matches. I thought your brother had told you."

She gave Georgia Thorne a deep look: "If you’re lying, I won’t consider past relationships."

Georgia Thorne shook her head, eyes filled with a look of heartbreak: "Tiana, I know you must be feeling terrible inside, unwilling to believe it, even I find it unbelievable that you would harm your second brother."

She stopped speaking, took a few steps back, and after getting in the car, rushed to the hospital.

Last night, she had a feeling that made her eyelids twitch, and now, that feeling grew stronger, making her uneasy.

Her second brother...

She slammed on the gas pedal without any hesitation, running several red lights, and finally arrived at the hospital.

After getting out of the car, she quickly found the inpatient department.

Trying to stay calm, she reached the nurse’s station, found the head nurse, and softly inquired: "Hello, could you check which floor Julian Ford is on?"

"I’m sorry, patient information cannot be disclosed."

Saying this, the nurse looked up and was startled to see it was Tiana Thorne.

Tiana Thorne added: "I’m his sister."

The world knew Tiana Thorne was the Ford family’s eldest daughter, Julian Ford’s biological sister. Her inquiring about her brother’s ward was indeed not a leak.

The nurse nodded and looked it up.

"Room 19 on the seventh floor."

"Thank you."

Saying this, Tiana Thorne almost sprinted away.

Until she found the room where Julian Ford was hospitalized, it was then that she truly believed Georgia Thorne.

Everything she said was true; her second brother was in critical condition.

In her heart, a mighty blow struck, once again thinking of how tense and heartbroken her brother and Aiden Shaw were when they sought her.

How could this possibly be as simple as killing a sheep?

Taking her to the hospital in the middle of the night was merely to confirm whether she truly had a sleepwalking disorder.

Because no one wished for her to have hurt her second brother.

Unexpectedly, there wasn’t a tear in her eyes. Instead, she was terribly calm, calm to an alarming degree.

Soon, she arrived at the door of the room the nurse had mentioned.

Through the glass window, she saw Aiden Shaw leaning against the wall.

She breathed heavily, opened the door to the room, and just like that, walked in when no one was prepared.

The first to look toward the door was Preston Quinn, who initially thought it was a nurse coming to check the temperature. Seeing Tiana Thorne’s despondent appearance, his heart skipped a beat.

"What are you here for?"

Preston Quinn’s voice rang out, and everyone in the room turned to look at her.

Aiden Shaw was the closest, seeing her ghostly white face and those eyes almost overshadowed by bloodshot lines, his expression changed drastically, his voice low and soft: "Sixteen."

Tiana Thorne had been holding on, doing her best not to collapse.

When she saw her second brother lying on the hospital bed, covered with medical machinery, her knees buckled, and she heard nothing, just kneeling on the ground.

No one expected Tiana Thorne to come looking.

Everyone was at a loss.

Only Preston Quinn, eyes filled with a mix of emotions, loved and hated.

Aiden Shaw moved to her side, wanting to help her up, but she refused to rise, eyes red, yet without a single tear.

Second brother won’t die, she couldn’t cry.

He would definitely get better.

But what had she done?

She had really hurt him...

Aiden Shaw’s Adam’s apple moved momentarily, and at this moment, a genuine pain pierced his heart, different from the pain upon learning of his brother’s injury.

Helplessness and tearing pain, weaving repeatedly in his mind.

He lowered his voice: "Sixteen, listen, get up, don’t worry your brothers."

She spoke, voice already hoarse beyond recognition: "Let me kneel."

Maxim Ford watched her, breathing heavily: "Tiana, this isn’t your fault."

Isaac Ford was very worried, but it didn’t help; he just watched with a heartache, probably never imagining the family would end up like this.

Vincent Ford squatted by her side: "Tiana, if your second brother were awake, he wouldn’t want to see you like this."

Tiana Thorne repeated again: "Brother, let me kneel."

The brothers exchanged a glance, helpless.

She murmured softly: "How can it not be my fault, even if you blame me, how can you not blame me, it was me, it was me..."

Toward the end, she choked up, but dared not cry.

Seeing this, her sister-in-law felt a deep heartache, wanting to help her up but abandoning the idea upon seeing her trembling little body.

Kneeling like this might be her way of seeking comfort and redemption.

Tiana Thorne lifted her gaze, looking at her once charming and handsome second brother, and fear gripped her heart, reminiscent of the previous life where she watched a benefactor near death.

"I’m sorry..."

At this moment, she could no longer find excuses for herself...

Aiden Shaw softly uttered: "Sixteen."

Hoping to comfort her, even just a little.

But it didn’t.

Tiana Thorne clutched her chest, swaying as if she would collapse.

Suddenly, a metallic taste welled in her throat, and when she opened her mouth, she spat a mouthful of blood, staining her red lips more vividly.

Everyone gathered around, even Preston Quinn, who had been blaming Tiana Thorne, couldn’t bear it.

Aiden Shaw’s voice was slightly panicked, his chestnut-black eyes full of heartache: "Sixteen, what’s wrong, where do you feel unwell, tell me."

"Here."

Her voice was already hoarse, clutching her chest, her fingers tightening as if to claw herself.

She said heavily again: "Here, it hurts so much."