Best Revenge: Being My Ex-Boyfriend’s Aunt

At 11:00 p.m., Chester was wheeled out of the operating theater in an

unconscious state. The doctor who did the stitches was Director Ashby. When Director Ashby learned that something had happened to Chester, he rushed over from his house.

Ken walked forward, and Director Ashby asked with an incomprehensible expression, "How did Chester get injured? Why did he come to the hospital? He told me he would get back to work in the hospital as soon as possible, didn't he?"

Considering Chester's current state, he would probably need to rest for a month, much less go to work.

Charity initially wanted to move forward to find out Chester's condition. As soon as she heard Director Ashby's words, she stopped. She was too embarrassed to go

over.

It would be too embarrassing to say that she refused to do it, which caused Chester to go insane and stab himself in that part.

Although Chester dared to do it, she was too embarrassed to say it.

Ken explained awkwardly, "It was Young Master Jewell's parents who drugged him to make him sleep with Cindy. Young Master Jewell refused to do that, and he couldn't control himself,so-"

"No wonder that happened. The dose of the drug was very strong." Director Ashby said, "I've performed gastric lavage for him. If this persists for a few nights, he might lose his life. His parents are indeed terrible. Chester lost his leg because of them, and they're even planning to make him childless? Are the two of them out of their minds?"

"Exactly. They're terrible." Clenching his fists, Ken said furiously, "Young Master Jewell... well... is he still potent?"

Director Ashby shot a deep look at Charity. “No. That part of his body is severely injured. But if the knife hadn't slanted, he would've surely become a eunuch."

Charity was momentarily dazed. It was as though she was frozen.

Chester, who had been a playboy... was impotent?

Charity had always found him dirty back then. At that moment, however, she was at a loss for words.

She did not feel pleased either. Her heart was heavy.

"Both of you take good care of him." Director Ashby sighed. "I need to go home and rest. Make sure he doesn't ruin his body. If this persists, he might still be alive, but his condition will certainly worsen. He's still young, and he has a long way to go. He'd better treasure his life."

"Thank you, Director Ashby."

Ken saw Director Ashby off and collected the medicine.

Charity accompanied Chester to the VIP ward upstairs.

On the bed, Chester's handsome face was haggard and pale. His body used to be strong, but it was getting thinner and weaker now.

Charity hesitated for a while before she boldly lifted the blanket. She wanted to take a look at his injury.

The minute her hand touched the lower part of Chester's pants, his weak voice suddenly sounded. "Charity, what are you doing?"

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Embarrassed, Charity held his pants, not knowing whether to continue holding them or let them go.

A moment later, she let go of it. She helped to put the blanket over him. "I just want to take a look at your injury."

"Since you want to look at it, go ahead. But I'm worried it might hurt your hand." Chester asked weakly, "How's your hand? I'm sorry, but I didn't mean to hurt you."

"I know that." Charity was filled with mixed emotions. "Why did you do that to yourself? You're still young. You'll regret it in the future."

"Yes. I regret doing it." Chester bit his lip. "I regret hurting you by accident.

However, I love you. I went all out to make it up to you and to treat you well. Why did I still end up hurting you?"

"I've never blamed you."

"But I blame myself." Chester's heart ached as he said, "Show me your hand." Stunned, Charity stretched out her hand and showed it to him.

Chester raised his hand and held her wrist gently. "How many stitches did you get?"noveldrama