Chapter 48
When Isaac woke up, his nostrils were stung by the pungent scent of medicine.
As he slowly sat up, his secretary came by to help. "Mr. Jefferson."
Isaac waved her off.
"I'm fine," he said, taking a moment to compose herself before asking, "How's Stan?"
"He's unconscious, but the doctor already operated on him, so his life isn't in danger," the secretary replied. "The doctor has also advised you to rest since you had a minor concussion. Why don't you rest a little?"
Isaac remembered the blood on Whitney's legs just then. Pursing his lips in silence for a while, he eventually ended up asking, "How's Whitney Cox?"
"The doctor said that she had a miscarriage. She's fine otherwise apart from minor lacerations. She woke up when I arrived—she's in the next ward."
Then, hesitating for a moment, the secretary asked, "Should I call for her?"
Isaac raised a hand to stop her.
He was feeling mixed emotions just then—despite his disgust toward Whitney, and his reluctance to let her be th
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