Bride To Be Not Me (Janice and Simon)

Jacob hurriedly signed the surgical consent form, but as he read the risks outlined on the page, his heart tightened. The thought of losing Janice filled him with fear. He grabbed the nurse's arm, his voice tight. "Is she going to be okay?"

"Please stay calm," the nurse said gently. "Ms. Smith's condition is unstable. A broken rib has punctured her lung, but we're doing everything we can."

Jacob sank down against the wall, his eyes fixed on the closed doors of the operating room. It felt like an eternity before footsteps echoed down the hallway. Robert was here.

Barbara rushed over, her eyes red and swollen. Robert wrapped his arms around her and gently patted her back. "It's going to be okay. They'll be fine."

Moments later, the police arrived. They nodded at Robert. "Mr. Moore, we found the car," one of the officers said. "But the driver denies being hired by anyone. The investigation will take some time."

Robert's expression turned grim. "If you can't even handle something this basic, how can the public trust you?" This was a simple case, so how could the police be struggling to solve it?

The officers immediately lowered their heads. "We'll get right on it," one of them said. They then showed Robert and Barbara the surveillance footage from Prosper Stitch Group.

Robert's brows furrowed together as he watched Janice push Barbara away without hesitation. "Three days," he said, his voice firm. "I want answers in three days."

The officers, clearly aware of Robert's influence, didn't dare slack off. "Certainly, Mr. Moore," they replied.

Robert saved the video, zooming in on the driver's face. He took a screenshot and sent it to his secretary.

Four hours later, Janice was transferred to the ICU. Calvin, in contrast, had a broken leg but no other major injuries.

When Edward arrived at the hospital, he went straight to the ICU.

"Edward," Barbara said, her eyes filled with tears as she saw him. "I'm sorry I couldn't protect her. I..."

"It's not your fault, Mom," Edward

said gently, his gaze fixed on Janice, who lay unconscious behind the

glass window. His eyes were

bloodshot as he turned to Robert.

"Dad, where's the footage?"

Robert remained silent.

"Give it to me," Edward said firmly.

Robert met his gaze. "Edward, calm down." He knew Edward too well. If he found

the driver, there was no telling what he might do.

Edward didn't push for the footage. Instead, he turned to Jacob. "Stay here. Don't go anywhere."

Jacob just nodded, dazed.

Wearing a sharp suit and leather jacket, Edward stepped out of the hospital. Even though the wind was freezing, he didn't seem to notice.

An hour and a half later, Edward walked out of the police station. He stood by the roadside, puffing on a cigarette. Worry overwhelmed him, leaving him feeling lost and unsure.

Greenfield City was on edge that night. No one knew why police cars were patrolling the streets, but Amelia did she was the one who hired the driver.

Munching on potato chips at Heidi's house, she grinned with satisfaction as she received updates from the hospital about Janice's critical condition.

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the one who told Simon the truth about Amefia's health. Janice's big. mouth had turned Amelia's life upside down. Now, Amelia was stuck living at Heidi's house, putting up with her moods every day. She wasn't about to forgive Janice.

Suddenly, a loud crash came from downstairs as the front door was kicked open. Amelia rushed out, her heart pounding.

She saw Edward walk in, his face tight with anger. Startled, the potato chips

slipped from her fingers, scattering across the floor.