Chapter 227: Childhood Trauma
After what felt like an eternity, the twelve-hour mark finally passed, and Eric was officially out of the danger zone. The room erupted in cheers of relief, with everyone hugging each other, eyes red with emotion. Ella was overcome with joy, tears streaming down her face.
Finally, she allowed herself to return to her room for some much-needed rest.
Chloe and Amelia stayed with her, deciding to spend the night at the hospital rather than go home.
"The doctor said Mr. Nelson should wake up in a day or two. He’s going to be okay, so don’t worry, Ella. Get some proper sleep now, or you’ll wear yourself out," Amelia said softly, peeling an apple for Ella.
Ella stared out the window, lost in thought, before slowly turning her attention back.
"Amelia, did they catch the shooter?"
"Yes, they did. I heard he’s demanding a billion before he’ll reveal his identity and information about the organization," Amelia confirmed with a nod.
"When Eric and I were attacked, there was a pigeon keeper nearby who helped rescue us. If it weren’t for him, Eric might have been shot again by that man in black. Make sure Mark and the others thank him properly and don’t give him a hard time."
Ella’s phone had been destroyed in the fire, so she had no way to contact anyone directly, leaving it to Amelia to pass on the message.
"Alright, alright, I’ll take care of it. You’ve been under so much stress for so long. Now that Eric’s stable, get some rest. There’s no point in exhausting yourself when you can go to him after he wakes up," Amelia insisted.
Chloe agreed, "Ella, you really need to rest. If you fall sick, how will you be able to take care of Eric?"