After her rebirth by Cici

Chapter 201

However, Simon's plan didn't succeed. As soon as he spoke, the front door was forcefully pushed open.

Oliver walked in, his face livid with anger, and kicked Simon. "You still haven't learned your lesson. You did

something wrong and now you want to drag Nathan down with you!"

"Nathan's health is already fragile. If he goes in, do you think he can survive? Are you trying to kill Nathan?"

Just as he reached the door, Oliver heard Simon's words and was so furious that he was trembling all over.

"I didn't." Simon, kicked to the ground, shrank back in fear and looked to Lucas for help.

Lucas pressed his temples in frustration and simply closed his eyes, pretending not to

see.

Simon had indeed gone too far.

As soon as Elodie saw Oliver, she sneered, "You still remember to chome? You still remember you have a

son? Keeping such a young lover, do you have any shame? What right do you have to meddle in Simon's affairs

now?"

"Shut up. Even if | have no shame, it's better than having a heart of a snake. That's a life we're talking about!"

Recently, every tOliver chome, the two of them would start arguing.

Lucas, feeling extremely irritated, grabbed Simon and left the constantly quarreling house.

Outside, Lucas looked at Simon's dejected state and patted his shoulder. "Don't worry, I'll handle it."

Then, Lucas, holding his suit jacket, walked out the door.

Simon nodded, feeling somewhat relieved but still under a lot of pressure.

He tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep, and made several calls to Dylan to ask about the woman's

condition. Even though Dylan said she was still in critical condition, he couldn't rest easy.

When it cto matters concerning his own interests, he trusted his own eyes more.

Simon decided to go to the hospital to see the situation for himself.

However, if he went to the hospital without a reason and attracted attention, it wouldn't be good.

So, he followed Clara's car to the hospital from the Boleyn Manor.

Clara looked surprised. "Simon, why are you suddenly visiting Desmond?"

She knew Simon well; he was reckless and careless. For him to specifically visit Desmond was indeed strange.

Simon scratched his head and said perfunctorily, "We're going to be relatives soon. Desmond is in the hospital,

so of course, | should visit him."

Clara didn't believe him.

If he was sincerely visiting a patient, he wouldn't cempty-handed. Where were his manners?

However, Clara didn't mind as long as Simon didn't cause any more trouble.

Her focus now was on taking care of Desmond. Desmond had the accident while

buying something for her, and her unofficial mother-in-law, Emily, had been giving her

a hard time, blaming her for Desmond's condition.

It was a disaster for her.

The other party was completely unreasonable.

Once in the hospital, Simon casually asked about Desmond and then found an excuse

to leave, saying he was going to find Dylan.

Dylan wasn't in his office; the nurse said he was doing rounds.

Simon sat in his office waiting.

After a long time, Dylan still hadn't returned. Unable to wait any longer, Simon started checking each room.

But he had no idea which room the woman he hit was in, making him increasingly anxious.

"How's the patient in room 323?"

"Still hasn't woken up, but she's slowly improving."

"Dr. Turner is amazing. He can save even patients from such severe car accidents. Truly someone who can

snatch people from the jaws of death."

"That woman is lucky."

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Hearing the conversation between two passing nurses, Simon's mind started racing.

He looked around nervously and slowly moved towards room 323.

He knocked on the door, but there was no response.

Then, he slowly opened the door.

On the bed lay a person covered in bandages, connected to a ventilator and various machines.

He saw the non the medical chart: Hestia Sharp.

This must be the woman he hit, right?

The heart monitor was still beeping, indicating she was alive.

Simon stared at Hestia, a sinister look flashing in his eyes.

If he accidentally pressed any of the buttons or tampered with any of the machines,

would she be beyond saving?

If Hestia died, would he no longer have to live in fear and have nightmares?

Simon walked towards Hestia's bedside.

He couldn't help but reach out, slowly moving his hand down.

His heart was racing. Just as he was about to touch the machine, a nurse walked in. "Who are you?"

Simon was startled, then scratched his head and said awkwardly, "I'm Hestia's relative. | cto check on her.

Where are her family members? Are they out?"

Simon spoke quickly to cover his nervousness.

The nurse didn't think much of it and nodded. "It's lunchtime. Her family went out to

get food. They'll be back soon."

After saying that, the nurse went to change Hestia's IV.

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Simon smiled awkwardly and then left the room.

He returned to Dylan's office.

Dylan looked up and saw Simon's pale face and anxious expression. "What's wrong?"

he asked.

Simon punched the wall. "I just saw that woman. I..."

"Let's talk outside," Dylan interrupted.

Even though this office was private, people could cin at any time. Simon often spoke without thinking, and

who knew what he might say. If someone overheard, it could be disastrous.

Dylan took Simon to the hospital's emergency exit.

Most people went to the rooftop to smoke and relax because it had a great view and fresh air.

So, the emergency exit was rarely used, especially the secluded area Dylan took him to.

Dylan handed Simon a cigarette and lit it for him. "Go ahead."

Simon took a deep drag and said, "I just saw the woman | hit, Hestia."

"And?" Dylan raised an eyebrow and sneered. "What are you planning?"

Simon shook his head. "I was thinking, if she died..."

Dylan's expression turned cold, and he lowered his voice. "Did you do something?"

"No." Simon scratched his head in frustration. "I wouldn't dare."

He had done many bad things, but he was still afraid of killing someone.

Dylan sighed in relief. At least this idiot hadn't done anything. Simon was simple- minded and didn't think about

consequences. If something happened, the entire Manners family would be implicated.

Dylan said coldly, "At least you have ssense."

"Dylan, can't you think of a way to get rid of her without anyone knowing?" Simon's eyes showed a hint of malice

as he made a slashing motion across his neck.

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