A Night's Mistake: The Besotted CEO's Obsession

Chapter 314

Seeing this, the nurse by Anthony’s side quickly intervened, pressing him gently back onto the bed. “Sir, you’ve just undergone surgery. You mustn’t move. Your heart can’t endure any more strain.“

“Where’s Hunk? Call Hunk here: Anthony insisted faintly, his voice laden with urgency. He was desperate to know Isabella’s current situation.

“Just be still. I’ll fetch someone for you, the nurse told him.

Soon after, William and Hunk were summoned. William entered, his face lighting up with relief upon seeing Anthony awake. “Anthony, you’re finally awake. I was terrified. William had spent the tense hours praying for Anthony’s recovery, neglecting even to visit his other sons. With Anthony regaining consciousness, there was now a glimmer of hope for the Clara family

Despite William’s evident joy, Anthony’s response was tepid. “Grandpa,” he acknowledged quietly, his voice devoid of warmth. The familial bonds had been strained even before this crisis, and recent events had only served to cool them further. Anthony was desperate to inquire about Isabella, but with William present, he had to restrain himself to protect her whereabouts.

“Mr. Clara, now that Mr. Anthony Clara is conscious, Hunk, sensing the need for privacy, tactfully suggested, “I can stay here with him. You haven’t rested all night, Why don’t you go back and have a bit of rest?”

William, old and weary from a night without sleep, accepted the suggestion. He understood the need for a private conversation but was content knowing Anthony was alive. Once William had departed, Anthony wasted no time. Where is Isabella now!”

“Mr. Clara, don’t worry. Ms. Davis is safe in the countryside Hunk reassured him.

Anthony’s tension eased slightly, then he inquired further, “And the others”

“Their condition is stable but they’re crippled Hunk explained, sharing details of the critical moments during Anthony’s coma, including labella’s fearless return to aid him and Cynthia’s assistance in his treatment. “Mr. Clara, the situation was far too critical at the time. A slight misalignment of the gun could have been fatal, and even Ms. Larson would’ve been helpless then. What would Ms. Davis have done if you died?”

At his words, Anthony’s stern expression softened, moved by labella’s bravery and concem. The thought of someone he liked caring for him deeply was strangely comforting. Though his actions had been rash, Ise hadn’t been entirely reckless, the gun had been aimed close but not directly at his heart. If pushed, he was prepared to confront William with his own life as leverage. Is he secretly investigating Tubella’s whereabouts?” Anthony asked.

“No. Mr. William Clara has been guarding the ward’s door. It seems yesterday’s incident hit him hard,” Hurik revealed.

“Okay, I understand,” Anthony replied, grasping the situation. “Give me your phone. Hunk handed it over. Anthony took the phone and dialed the number he knew by hear. The phone rang for what felt like an eternity, but there was no answer. As time ticked by, Anthony’s anxiety grew, his face darkening with each passing moment. Just as he was about to hang up a man’s voice finally answered.

“My dear nephew, how have you been? Shawn Clara’s voice echoed through the phone. He added with mock regret. “You’ve been in a coma for so long. How did you come back to life!”

Anthony, lying on the hospital bed, clenched his fists, his body trembling with anger. He gritted his teeth and demanded, “How did you get Isabella’s phone?”

“Take a guess, haha!” Shawn laughed maniacally. Not only do I have Isabella, but that old hag is also in my custody. They will both pay for my son’s

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“Shawn, if you harm them, I swear I’ll make you pay, Anthony threatened, ripping the medical tubes from his body and struggling to sit up

“Do you think I’m afraid of you anymore?” Shawn sneered. “You have two hours to come here alone, or both women will die horribly” He then signaled his subordinate to hang up. Shawn hardly cared about the bleeding from his reopened wounds. The doctor’s prognosis that he would be paralyzed for life had left him with no will to live. His only purpose now was to exact revenge for his son. With his men’s help, he had escaped from the hospital and hunted down information about Isabella. He knew from previous covert investigations that Anthony’s grandmother was still alive. He had planned to use her as leverage if he couldn’t find Isabella, but things had taken an unexpected rum in his favor.

In the hospital ward, Anthony’s rage was palpable as he hurled his phone across the room. The sudden movement aggravated his wound, but he seemed oblivious to the pain as he struggled to rise from the bed. Hunk, having gleaned the gravity of the situation from Anthony’s previous words, went pale with concer. He knew Anthony had risked everything to save Isabella. The sought of anything happening to the woman filled him with dread, fearing the worst consequences. Before Hunk could lament the damage to the phone, he positioned himself in front of Anthony. bending over slightly. “Mr. Clara, it’s not safe for you to leave now. Ms. Davis was my responsibility; let me handle this. I assure you, I’ll save her, even at the cost of my own life“

Anthony, however, did not hack down. His eyes narrowed, a frosty expression settling over his face as he addressed Hunk, “When I return, il be sure to deal with you” Disregarding Hunk’s 1

‘s protests, Anthony slowly but determinedly walked past him, leaving the ward with firm steps. “Get the car ready.” he ordered, leaving Hunk with no option bail to comply.

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Once they had departed, a young nurse entered the room, her eyes widening in shock at the sight of the empty bed. This man is on the brink of death; how could he just disappeart the wondered. Quickly, she alened the hospital staff and contacted Anthony’s family to inform them of his unexpected departure

Meanwhile, dressed only in his hospital gown, Anthony made his way to the underground parking and drove out Hunk followed closely in another car, dialing for backup as they sped away. Despite the pain gripping his heart and a haze of confusion clouding his mind, Anthony was driven by a singular thought that kept him going. Izzy, please be okay?

Shortly, they arrived at a location all too familar to Anthony. He exued the car swiftly. At the entrance of a rural courtyard, over a dozen men dressed in black and fully armed were standing guard. They were alent and ready for any threat. As Anthony approached, they moved to intercept him. “Mr. Clara, we need to search you, one of the guards stated firmly, blocking his path.

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