Chapter 557
Catelyn watched as Draco Mason and Maia Clark, who was sweet-talking to Draco, left. Anyone
else would have thought they were blood-related with the way they regarded each other.
Eason told Catelyn that when the car fell off a cliff, a dead branch fortunately caught Cedrick,
hence saving his life.
Still, his doctor said that he was seriously injured. Moreover, the gunshot wound in his arm
showed signs of inflammation, which did not help him in his comatose state whatsoever.
Catelyn went all out to convince herself not to think about Cedrick, yet the image of his face
haunted her persistently.
She could not help recalling the scene when he risked his life so that she could jump out of the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtcar safely. The moment replayed in her mind like a movie.
She could not forget it, and she could not let it go. The tip of her nose suddenly became sour.
"Which ward is he in? I want to see him," Catelyn looked at Eason and asked earnestly.
Eason scratched his head with a dignified look. " Master Cedrick wants you to see him, but... the people guarding
outside the ward are under the old man's hire. Charles and I tried to intervene in this but we failed, so—"
Catelyn's eyes suddenly became firm, "what floor is the ward?"
Eason looked at her in shock. "Miss Clark, are you thinking—"
"He's covered in wounds because of me. I won't feel at ease until I see with my own eyes that he's safe and sound."
She paused, fearing that Eason would be implicated in that.
Her eyes then dulled. "If it's inconvenient for you, I'll figure it out myself—"
Eason, of course, did not dare to let Catelyn put herself in such a risky situation alone. If something happened to
her, Master Cedrick would likely kill him when he woke up from his coma.
"Master Cedrick's ward is on the top floor."
'The top floor?' Catelyn's eyes flashed as she made a decision.
As night fell, darkness loomed over the city.
An inflexible figure shuttled on a ward's balcony on the top floor. Since Catelyn could not enter through the main
entrance, she thought of entering through the balcony window.
What surprised her was that the balconies of the VIP wards on the top floor were huge, and the gap between them
was not very far.
After making a rough estimation of the distance, Catelyn felt it was impossible to jump over the gaps.
Fortunately, Eason was willing to help her. It happened that there was no one living in the ward next door. Eason
was much more agile. He quietly tied a hemp rope about the thickness of his wrist between the balconies.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThey could reach Cedrick's ward's balcony if they climbed along the hemp rope.
Eason had already bribed the companions who took care of Cedrick in advance so they would
open the door for Catelyn when she arrived.
Eason looked at Catelyn worriedly. "Miss Clark, let's not do this. I'll just tell Master Cedrick how
much you care about him when he wakes up."
Catelyn looked down from the balcony of the ten- stories high hospital. The people and cars on
the street looked extremely small as her heart raced violently.
She hurriedly averted her gaze and stubbornly insisted, "I'll leave after I make sure he's stable,
at least."
Eason's persuasion was ineffective. Therefore he had to teach her some techniques to balance
her body while on the rope.
Fortunately, she had studied ballet before, so she was considerably nimble. Although she
stumbled along the way, she finally slipped into the balcony of Cedrick's ward.
She did not dare to exert any force when she landed as she took a deep breath.
Through a glass door of the balcony, she sawCedrick lying on a bed from a distance.