Scum Daddy Dreams Of Stealing My Mommy!
Chapter 114: Refusing to Go to the Hospital

Chapter 114: Chapter 114: Refusing to Go to the Hospital

"What?" His face changed dramatically, and he turned to walk outside, with Emma Carter calling after him in vain.

He got into the car, switched the call to Bluetooth, and accelerated away with a press on the gas pedal.

"She used something to pry open the window of the third-floor storage room, tied bed sheets to try to jump down and escape, but accidentally fell..." The bodyguard wanted to take her to the hospital, but she absolutely refused, insisting on seeing Mrs. Garcia."

Lucas King reported the situation with a serious tone and carefully asked for instructions, "President Hart, what should we do now?"

Christopher Hart’s face was tense; he focused on driving and kept speeding up.

"Are you sure it’s just her leg that’s the problem?"

"Yes, one of the bodyguards has nursing training, he examined her, it’s just a severe leg fracture, the rest are just superficial skin wounds."

"Just wait, I’ll be there soon."

As long as there was no life-threatening danger, Christopher Hart was relieved.

He had placed Lily Garcia under house arrest to protect Amelia Garcia.

But if this resulted in a fatality, things would get complicated.

Now she was injured but refusing medical help, making a fuss about seeing Fiona Marshall, clearly using the Bitterness Strategy to manipulate him.

He had no choice but to handle it personally.

He sped all the way there.

When Christopher Hart arrived, Lucas King and the family doctor had just arrived as well.

"President Hart, she is still sitting on the lawn downstairs, won’t listen to persuasion, won’t let us touch her, and when the emergency services came, she refused medical help, so the doctor had to leave," the bodyguard hurriedly explained as he greeted him.

"Mhm, understood," Christopher Hart responded in a deep voice and quickened his brisk pace.

He hadn’t reached the backyard of the villa yet when he could already hear Lily Garcia’s crying from afar, mournful and wailing like a bereaved parent.

It was fortunate this was a detached villa; otherwise, others might think someone had died here.

"Miss Garcia, President Hart is here," the bodyguard watching over Lily Garcia whispered when he saw his employer appear.

Lily Garcia sharply turned her head, stunned for just a second before furiously picking up mud and weeds from the ground and throwing them.

"Christopher Hart! You bastard! I’m going to sue you! Sue you for holding me captive! This is illegal!" Lily Garcia shrieked as she threw.

Christopher Hart couldn’t be bothered with her, striding forward while signaling the family doctor to come forward.

At first, Lily did not realize what was happening until someone gently supported and examined her leg, then she recognized he was a doctor.

"Get away! I won’t see a doctor! I want my mom here!" Lily Garcia instantly struggled, flailing at the doctor.

The doctor grimaced and took the blows, continuing to examine her leg.

Probably due to pain, Lily Garcia suddenly screamed out, "Ah! It hurts!"

Christopher Hart looked at the doctor, "How is it, is it serious?"

"Based on preliminary consideration, it’s a fracture of the lower leg tibia. It’s best to take her to a hospital for an X-ray to assess the fracture situation and fix it as soon as possible; otherwise, the injury could worsen and may require surgery," the doctor suggested based on his extensive experience.

Christopher Hart looked towards the woman sweating from pain, his tone indifferent, "Did you hear what the doctor said? It’s your leg, decide what you want to do."

Lily Garcia glanced back at him.

Her eyes were filled with anger and desperate grief.

She stared at Christopher Hart for a long while, her heart aching as she asked, "If it had been that bitch Amelia Garcia who had fallen, would you have remained so calm?"

By now, she had gradually sobered up.

Christopher Hart didn’t love her, not at all.

Otherwise, how could he look at her with a broken leg and not show even a hint of pity on his face?

She was unwilling...

She loved this man, loved him to the point of losing herself, had thrown her dignity to the ground, and for what? Just to end up like this?

Christopher Hart looked back at her, calm and collected, "There are no ’ifs.’ The person who is injured right now is you."

With that, he stood up and commanded his subordinate, "Carry Miss Garcia to the car, take her to the hospital."

"I won’t go!" Lily Garcia was desperate now, even harboring thoughts of death, no longer caring whether her legs remained crippled.

After she loudly protested, she looked up at the man, her eyes brimming with tears of anger and sorrow, "Christopher Hart, you dream of abandoning me to remarry that wretched woman!"

"Pick her up," Christopher continued to instruct.

One of the bodyguards bent down to lift her, but suddenly cried out in pain!

It turned out Lily Garcia had fiercely bitten the man’s ear!

The bodyguard hurriedly struggled free, touching his ear and looking at his hand, which was covered in blood.

Christopher’s eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at the woman causing a scene on the ground, grinding his teeth in frustration.

Crazy!

She’s a real madwoman!

"No one touch me, I want my mom! Christopher Hart, call my mom right now, only she can go to the hospital with me!" the woman demanded firmly again.

But Lily Garcia was mad, and Christopher Hart was stubborn.

The more she resisted, the more insistent he became.

Since the bodyguards were afraid to touch her, he would do it himself!

Christopher gritted his teeth secretly, bent down, and decisively lifted Lily Garcia horizontally.

Lucas King quickly turned around to open the car door.

Although Lily had struggled fiercely before, the moment Christopher held her, she became dizzy and couldn’t utter a word.

She even indulged in the strong and warm embrace of the man, fantasizing once again that perhaps he still loved her...

It wasn’t until she was thrown into the car that she snapped out of her reverie and remembered her secret.

"Christopher Hart! Let me down, I want to see my mom, I’m not going to the hospital... Don’t you understand? Christopher Hart!" she cried out in panic, beating on the car door, trying to get out.

Two bodyguards got into the back seat, one on each side, pinning Lily Garcia down.

After Christopher got out of the car, Lucas drove straight to the hospital.

Watching the car’s taillights disappear, Christopher finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With a frown, he pondered Lily’s unusual behavior, always feeling that something was off.

Normally, anyone in severe pain from a fall would rush to the hospital for treatment, right?

But why was Lily refusing medical help, insisting on waiting for Fiona Marshall instead?

Her mother wasn’t a doctor; she’d still have to go to the hospital in the end, wouldn’t she?

So, what was really going on here?

While he was pondering, a bodyguard brought over another car.

Thinking of his daughter, still alone in the hospital room, he drove off to the hospital.

Hope had already fallen asleep, with Aunt Harper and Fuller watching over her inside and outside.

After leaving his daughter’s hospital room, he called Lucas.

"President Hart, Miss Garcia has a severe fracture that requires surgery. Should I inform her family to come?" Lucas asked.

Surgery...

Christopher’s face grew stern, "Yes, I’ll notify them. Stay there and follow the doctor’s instructions."

"Okay."

He checked the time on his wrist; it was already half-past eleven at night.

He knew what the outcome of the phone call would be, but out of responsibility and morality, he still had to make it.

"Hello, Mrs. Garcia, this is Christopher Hart. Lily has fallen and needs surgery at the hospital. Please—"

Before he could finish, Fiona Marshall’s torrent of curses nearly exploded his eardrums.

"What? Lily is injured? What happened? Christopher Hart, you bastard! My daughter was fine with you, and this is how you treat her—"

The rest of her words were too unbearable to listen to, so Christopher simply hung up the call and sent the hospital information over.