Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife

Chapter 731:

Today, the truth hit him like a blow. She didn’t like him. If she did, she wouldn’t have risked herself to shield another man. It had all been a product of his own wishful thinking.

Jett’s gaze drifted across the hallway, landing on Bobby, who was pacing restlessly, his eyes darting to the operating room door every few seconds.

Katherine and Shawn arrived soon after. Katherine moved with cautious steps, having given birth not long ago. She had come to clean up the mess.

Shawn initially looked ready to tear into Bobby, but the sight of him drenched in blood, his face pale and hollow, made him pause. “Bobby, go get your wounds treated. Don’t stand here like that—you’ll scare Kathy. We’ll stay and wait for Fannie.”

But Bobby shook his head, his voice resolute. “I’m not leaving until she’s out.”

Katherine’s patience snapped. She stomped her foot, her tone sharp. “You might as well bleed out right here! You’re a grown man, but you’re acting like an impulsive teenager. Stay away from my son! Don’t you dare make him a delinquent like you!”

Bobby said nothing, keeping a straight face.noveldrama

Shawn sighed and called over a nurse, who bandaged Bobby’s head right there in front of the operating room.

Soon, Fannie’s parents arrived, followed by Jett’s. Blame hung thick in the air, but no one voiced it. At this moment, all that mattered was Fannie’s well-being.

Two agonizing hours passed before Fannie was finally wheeled out of surgery. She lay motionless in the bed, her pale lips pressed tightly together. The anesthesia had yet to wear off, and she looked as fragile as if she had endured a long, grueling illness. Her clothes still bore bloodstains, a grim reminder of the night’s events.

Bobby’s chest tightened with regret. Why couldn’t he have just swallowed his pride and apologized to Jett earlier? If he had, Fannie wouldn’t have had to suffer like this.

Standing to the side, Jett lowered his head, his tone filled with regret as he addressed Fannie’s parents. “I was too impulsive. This is entirely my fault.”

Kaya, her face tear-streaked, remained silent. She had already cried her heart out and knew that blaming Jett wouldn’t undo Fannie’s injuries.

“You all should leave now and let my daughter rest peacefully,” Bartley said, his voice steady but firm.

At his words, the crowd slowly began to disperse. But Bobby stood his ground. “I want to be here when she wakes up.”

Kaya’s expression darkened, her disapproval evident. While Jett had been the one to strike the blow, she couldn’t overlook Bobby’s role in instigating the fight. She didn’t know what had caused the argument between the two, but Bobby’s reputation preceded him—a troublemaker that no parent wanted near their child.

“We’ll let you know when she wakes up. You should leave now. We don’t want you here.”

Bobby’s face remained impassive. “Then leave if you don’t want to see me. Don’t make this harder for her.”

Fannie’s parents stared at him, their disbelief palpable. “Do you even realize where you are? This is my daughter’s ward!” Bartley said, his voice sharp.

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