I Stepped Aside for Her, Now They Beg My Forgiveness Every Night Chapter 26: That’s Enough, Causing Such a Commotion
However, when Noelle Sutton called Tristan Lawson’s phone, a chanical female voice answered.
"I’m sorry, the number you have dialed is currently switched off."
Noelle Sutton lowered her phone in disappointnt.
Large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, dripping onto the phone’s screen.
Tristan Lawson had locked her in the car and had even turned off his phone.
He hadn’t even seed to consider that she might suffocate to death in the car.
In seven years, he had almost never concerned himself with her affairs.
He was utterly neglectful of her.
So, naturally, he would also ignore whether she was suffering in the car.
Of course.
’He never cared if I was cold or tired.’
Noelle Sutton took a deep breath and closed her eyes.
She gave up on the idea of calling Mrs. Miller to go get him.
In the end, her only option was to contact ergency services.
Fortunately, society had beco more considerate of people with disabilities, and a silent, text-based ergency reporting system for the deaf and mute was available.
Noelle Sutton texted her address and her situation to the ergency number, and the fire departnt was quickly dispatched.
The police also dispatched an ambulance.
Noelle Sutton held on until she heard sirens, then she passed out.
When the firefighters arrived, they rushed toward Westhill Villa.
After confirming soone was inside, they imdiately broke the car window.
Mrs. Miller was busy inside the villa. Hearing the commotion outside, she ran out just in ti to see the firefighters smashing the window of Tristan Lawson’s car.
Sohow, they managed to open the car door.
An unconscious Noelle Sutton was lifted into an ergency vehicle by the firefighters.
Mrs. Miller’s eyes widened. She rushed back into the villa and began pounding on the master bedroom door.
Tristan Lawson, who had been sleeping soundly, opened his eyes at the noise.
’It sounds like there are still sirens outside.’
"Sir, Sir..."
"Open the door, quickly!"
"Ma’am passed out in the car..."
Tristan Lawson glanced up at the clock on the wall. It was already ten o’clock.
He shot out of bed and rushed outside.
The fire truck and ambulance were just leaving.
He looked at his car.
Shattered glass from the window littered the ground.
Tristan Lawson’s jawline tensed.
’His car locked automatically after a while; Noelle Sutton actually just sat in there without getting out.’
’She’s really too much.’
’Making such a huge scene!’
"Sir, Ma’am was taken away by the ambulance. Aren’t you going to the hospital to check on her?"
Tristan Lawson strode back to the bedroom and changed his clothes.
He picked up his phone and found it was off—the battery was dead.
He took a different car and placed his phone on the wireless charging pad inside.
On the way, he turned his phone on.
A call ca in.
It was from Sophie Hughes.
At the sa ti, he also heard a notification sound for a text ssage.
He answered the call.
"Tristan, you need to co to the hospital. Joshua’s fever is back, and they’ve taken him to the ergency room."
"I’ll be right there."
Tristan Lawson hung up, his mind preoccupied with Joshua Lawson. He didn’t look at his phone.
When he arrived at the hospital, Sophie Hughes was standing anxiously outside the ergency room.
"How did his fever co back?"
"The doctor said it might be the flu that’s going around. Kids have weak immune systems, so we might be in for a rough patch with this."
Tristan Lawson rembered that Noelle Sutton had also been taken for ergency treatnt.
He didn’t know which hospital she was at, and a flicker of unease stirred within him.
He stepped aside and made a call to his secretary.
"Find out which hospital my wife was taken to."
Tristan Lawson put his phone away. Sophie Hughes asked with concern, "Is Noelle sick?"
Tristan Lawson pressed his thin lips together and said nothing.
He looked like there was sothing he couldn’t bring himself to say.
Sophie Hughes paused, then added, "Why don’t you go check on her? I can handle things here with Joshua."
"Let’s wait until Joshua is out."
’I still need to find out which hospital she’s at.’
’When I left the house, I only saw the back of the ambulance. I couldn’t tell which hospital it was from.’
When Joshua Lawson ca out, he was still unconscious, his face flushed red, likely from the fever.
Tristan Lawson’s expression darkened.
’If Noelle Sutton wasn’t so incompetent, Joshua Lawson wouldn’t be suffering like this.’
Joshua Lawson was moved to a hospital room. Tristan Lawson stood outside and asked about the boy’s condition. The high fever had caused him to lose consciousness, and he had developed a mild case of pneumonia.
The doctor said recovery would take so ti and told him not to worry.
Tristan Lawson walked into the room. Sophie Hughes was gently wiping Joshua Lawson’s face with a towel.
Seeing him enter, Sophie Hughes said, "Tristan, you should go check on Noelle."
After speaking, Sophie Hughes lowered her head again and started wiping Joshua Lawson’s hands.
Tristan Lawson’s frustration grew.
’These were things Noelle Sutton should have been doing.’
Tristan Lawson’s phone rang. He stepped out of the room to answer it.
"CEO Lawson, I found her. Your wife is at Glenwater rcy Hospital, which is fairly close to the house."
Tristan Lawson put his phone away and stepped into the elevator.
Because she had received tily dical attention, Noelle Sutton quickly regained consciousness in the ergency room.
The doctor said there was sothing wrong with her health and advised her to get a comprehensive check-up.
Noelle Sutton didn’t want more people to know she had cancer, so she told the doctor she’d just had a check-up at People’s Hospital a few days ago and was going to pick up the report today, insisting on being discharged.
The doctor had her sign a liability waiver before allowing her to leave.
When Tristan Lawson rushed over, the hospital room was already empty.
He asked a nurse and found out that Noelle Sutton had already left.
A fire seed to burn in his chest.
Tristan Lawson pulled out his phone and instinctively dialed Noelle Sutton’s number.
He suddenly rembered that Noelle Sutton had blocked him, but just as he was about to lower his phone, the call surprisingly went through.
Noelle Sutton was sitting in a taxi when she saw Tristan Lawson’s call.
Only then did she rember: when she was trapped and suffering in the car, she had unblocked Tristan Lawson in order to call him.
She hadn’t had a chance to block him again.
After the call automatically disconnected, Noelle Sutton put Tristan Lawson’s number back on her block list.
Noelle Sutton not answering the phone was, for Tristan Lawson, undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.
Tristan Lawson had an unread text ssage on his phone. He tapped it open and glanced at it.
One was a missed call alert.
From just after nine o’clock.
It was from Noelle Sutton’s number.
In an instant, his brow furrowed deeply, and he quickly redialed Noelle Sutton’s number.
However, the call wouldn’t go through anymore.
’So, she must have seen my call just now...’
Noelle Sutton returned to her hotel, finished packing her suitcase, and decided to leave this place.
’Tristan Lawson doesn’t care if I live or die, so there’s nothing left for here.’
As she walked toward the hotel entrance, she unexpectedly ran into Tessa Lawson.
Seeing her with a suitcase, Tessa Lawson couldn’t help but frown.
’Just yesterday, I contacted Tristan on WeChat. He said Joshua had a fever and he was at the hospital.’
Tessa Lawson’s pupils constricted. "Noelle Sutton, what are you doing? Joshua is sick in the hospital, and instead of taking care of him, you’re staying in a hotel?"
Noelle Sutton gave Tessa Lawson a cool glance, then walked past her and left without a word.
Tessa Lawson was about to lose her mind.
’I’m the eldest daughter of the Lawson family! No one dares to treat like this.’
’Where does a mute like Noelle Sutton get the audacity to see , her own sister-in-law, and not even offer a greeting?’
Tessa Lawson strode forward and blocked Noelle Sutton’s path.
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