Crossroads

"The ward is on the 13th floor. Are you really going to take the stairs? Wait, the elevator is coming."

Vincent also looked nervous. He pulled the impulsive Molly beside him and heard a ding sound. Then, the elevator door slowly opened.

There were a lot of patients in the public hospital. People were coming and going, looking anxious.

Patients in wheelchairs and some people who held test reports walked out of the elevator quickly. Molly finally waited for an elevator and immediately rushed in..

She quickly pressed the number 13, stamped her feet in anxiety, and stared at the number on the elevator display.

Vincent was dragged into the elevator by Molly, and his expensive clothes were crumpled, making him look a bit embarrassed.

"Isn't Stephanie's mobile phone in the ward? Call her first. You look so anxious as if she's dying," he complained unintentionally.

Molly turned to glare at him. "Hey, watch your mouth!" How could he say this in a hospital? It was really unlucky.

Molly was indeed in a panic, and she forgot to call Stephanie. She took her mobile phone from her coat pocket and quickly dialed Stephanie's number.

The next second, a phone rang in the elevator. It was the ring from the phone in Vincent's pocket.

"Hello?" Vincent answered the phone.

Molly looked at Vincent, who was talking on the phone, with some resentment in her eyes. She was in a panic, and Stephanie didn't answer the phone, so she called her again.

"The signal in the elevator is not good. I'm in a panic now. Can you coax your lovers when you are free?" Molly thought Vincent was probably talking on the phone with his girlfriend.

"It's Dominick," Vincent said coldly.

Stunned, Molly immediately shut up.

Just then, the elevator reached the fifth floor. After a while, there was a noise outside, accompanied by crying. Someone shouted frantically, "Get out of the way! Get out..."

A hospital bed was pushed in. A white sheet covered the person on the bed.

The person was dead, and soon, the family members rushed in. The elevator was so crowded that people could not even turn around.

Molly felt something strangle her heart, and uneasiness surged again.

The elevator stopped and went up. When would Molly arrive on the 13th floor?

Vincent suddenly shouted at Molly, who had already gone out of the elevator. He was annoyed, but he had no choice but to follow her.

"Where are you now?" Dominick asked on the other end of the phone.

Vincent panted as he climbed the stairs, answering Dominick in a panic, "In the hospital."

He quickly explained, "Dominick, it's not what you think. Stephanie ate the wrong thing this morning, and her friend sent her to the hospital. She has gotten an IV drip, and she's fine now. But her friend, Molly, seems to have paranoid delusions."

"Take care of Stephanie," Dominick said in a low voice.

Vincent listened and quickly climbed the stairs, feeling inexplicably more anxious.

From the fifth floor to the 13th floor, it only took a few minutes, neither long nor short.

Fortunately, there were not many people on the stairs. The passers-by were in a hurry, and the staircase was quiet. Vincent and Molly climbed the stairs as quickly as they could and panted. Their anxious footsteps echoed.

Light footsteps were approaching Stephanie. The person quietly walked towards her.

Stephanie was drowsy. It seemed that it was already evening. The heavy curtains of this private ward were drawn, but there was no light on. The ward was dark.

"Molly, what time is it now?" Stephanie knew someone was approaching her bed.

10:18 AM Chapter 201

"I'm fine now. I want to leave the hospital. I don't like the smell of disinfectant here. I'm sorry that your interview today was ruined. It seems that you haven't caten lunch yet. Let Vincent treat us to a big meal later."

Stephanie didn't get any response from the person in the ward.

She frowned, then raised her head and said, "Molly, what's wrong with you..."

Just as she spoke, she felt a person standing beside the bed, but she couldn't see anything clearly.

Stephanie felt a surge of fear. She couldn't scream and call for help because the person picked up a pillow and pressed it on her face hard and fiercely. She could not breathe, and her face turned pale all of a sudden, which gradually turned to blue. She felt suffocated.

She yelled in her heart, 'Let me go! Let me go...

"Can you let me take a breath?" Vincent, who was climbing the stairs, was in a very miserable state. It was the first time in his life that he climbed stairs like this. He supported his somewhat weak legs with his hands and said weakly to Molly in front of him.

"How can you be so weak?" Molly panted. Since she started working, she basically took the elevator and seldom exercised.

"I suggest you don't always stay with Stephanie. Oh... you are troublesome.

Nothing would happen to Stephanie. Molly, you are...really suitable to be a nanny or a housekeeper. You are really concerned about others," Vincent complained and panted.

He straightened up and looked at the number on the wall. He was on the 12th floor, and he had to continue climbing the stairs.

"Maybe I'm really overthinking it," Molly mumbled.

She had indeed always liked to worry about things since she was a child, and most of the things were just in her mind. She couldn't change it. That was her personality.

"Let's go. There is only one floor left." Vincent didn't delay. He had to report the situation to Dominick. He still couldn't help cursing, "Damn it! We still have to walk a long corridor."

"If Stephanie is fine, we might as well go to complete the discharging formalities for her and take her out for dinner together." Molly hurriedly climbed the stairs.

"What could happen to her?" Vincent snorted angrily.

Stephanie didn't know what happened. She had been lying in the ward for the entire afternoon and was still very weak. This sudden attack caught her off guard.

She raised her hands, trying desperately to push the person away. She grasped the person's wrist, which was slender with delicate skin, like a woman's.

Stephanie wanted to fight back, but she didn't have enough strength and finally failed.

Suddenly, she heard a crisp sound, which sounded like a crystal bracelet fell to the floor.

Stephanie felt that the person hesitated for a moment as if he or she wanted to pick up the fallen thing.

She had difficulty breathing, and her lips turned pale. She struggled in pain and moved her head, trying to breathe.

But the person seemed determined to kill her. Suddenly, the person m lowered press center of gravity and pressed the pillow hard on Stephanie's head.

Stephanie was unable to breathe. Her mind went blank, and she felt dizzy.

Her struggle gradually became weak. Suddenly, she became exhausted, and her hands fell to the bed.

The ward is so dark." Even Vincent felt that something was wrong, and his heart beat faster. "Don't worry. Let's go inside." However, the door was locked.

Molly shouted anxiously, "Stephanie!"

Vincent hurriedly kicked the door open and rushed into the ward with Molly.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Their eyes widened in shock when they saw the scene in the ward.

Who was the person standing beside the bed?

Molly was a little incoherent. "You... Who are you?" Who was this person?

"Oscar," Vincent said this strange yet familiar name blankly,