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Chapter 885
Aveline's sudden decision to leave caught the entire Tudor family off guard.
Gavin and Wilfried hurried to her room, only to find that she had already packed her things. Their faces were filled with concern. "Ave, what's going on? Why the rush?" Wilfried asked, stepping forward.
Aveline took a deep breath. "Lucas is hurt. I need to go see him."
"This..." Wilfried was momentarily stunned.
Hadn't she been avoiding Lucas just recently? She didn't even want to see him. Why did she change her mind so quickly?
Aveline's eyes reddened as she looked at Wilfried. "Dad, I'm sorry I can't stay and spend New Year's with you. But I have to go. If I don't, I'll regret it for the rest of my life." It was serious-too serious.
Wilfried wanted to ask her to wait until after the holidays, but the words wouldn't come out.
Gavin broke the silence. "Let me find out exactly what's going on first."
There was no stopping her, though. After all, Lucas was the father of her child.
Wilfried sighed softly. "I thought we'd finally have a family reunion this year. But I guess we'll have to wait until next year."
"I'll come back as soon as he's okay," Aveline promised.
"Take your time. He's the father of your child, after all," Wilfried replied, knowing there was little he could say to change her mind.
Gernard quickly arranged the private jet, and Aveline, suitcase in hand, boarded.
Gernard joined her inside the cabin. "I couldn't let you go alone. I'll come with you."
Wilfried had insisted as well, "Yes, let him go with you. If anything happens, you can rely on him."
Gavin also chimed in, "Take care of our sister."
With that, Aveline had no choice but to accept their help.
"I'll come back as soon as I can," Aveline said, her voice thick with emotion as she looked at her family through teary eyes.
The plane took off, quickly disappearing into the night sky.
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Cloudflare City.
At the hospital owned by Tudor Group, the ICU remained brightly lit.
Desmond, as usual, came by to check on the situation. Upon hearing that Lucas was still unconscious, with his condition worsening, his expression darkened. What now?
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Just then, hurried footsteps echoed down the hallway.
Desmond turned and saw Aveline rushing toward him, her hair disheveled, eyes red, and breath coming in gasps. Selena and Aaron followed closely behind her. "Slow down, Ave! Slow down!" Selena urged, but Aveline ignored her, stopping directly in front of Desmond.
"How... how is he?" she asked breathlessly.
Desmond was surprised to see her, but quickly replied, "Ma'am, Mr. Tudor's condition is... not looking good." Aveline's face went pale, her legs almost giving way beneath her.
Desmond immediately caught her. "It was the Leo Tudor who shot him. The bullet was fired at close range and grazed his heart. Although they
managed to stabilize him during n
surgery, his condition hasn't
improved. The doctors just said that ithe remains in a coma much longer, his heart could stop at any moment."
"Stop scaring her!" Selena scolded, rushing over to support Aveline.
She wrapped an arm around her, comforting her softly. "It's okay, Ave. He's still here, which means there's still hope. Let's figure out how to get in and see him. Maybe if you talk to him, he'll wake up."
Selena forced a smile, trying to lighten the mood. "You know Lucas, he's a calculating guy. Maybe he's just pretending to be weak to get your sympathy. Who knows, once you're by his side, he might wake up just to prove a point."