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Chapter 214

    Chapter 214


    “You… Can’t you use your head for once?”


    N was hopping mad. “How can I even think straight right now? Tarquin’s ghosting me. He won’t take


    my calls or reply to my texts, and he won’t see me! Now he’s all fired up over some woman, and I’m


    freaking out here!”


    “Calm down! This whole mess is nothing but good news for us!”


    ‘Really?”


    Think about it. If it were you, would you stick your neck out for some kid you barely know, almost get


    yourself killed in the process, and then keep meddling? No way!”


    N blinked a few times, confused.


    Aileen continued, “After this scare, Elysia won’t dare to mess with Elijah’s business anymore. Who


    would joke with their own life?”


    N’s eyes widened, finally getting the point!


    “Exactly! If Elysia backs off, Tarquin won’t have anything to do with her. And he might even get mad at


    her for not helping Elijah anymore!”


    “Right, so chill. We do nothing and just wait for the good news. Once Elysia is out of the picture, I’ll find


    a way to make Tarquin forgive you and treat you like before.”


    “Got it!”


    Aileen wasn’t the only one banking on this. The whole Bradford family, even Blossom, had this figured


    out.


    At the moment, Blossom was driving Elysia home. Lowell had called her, asking her to keep Elysia


    company. By the time she arrived, Elysia had already been discharged from the hospital.


    Driving, Blossom said with tears in her eyes, “If it’s too much, let’s just stop poking our noses into other


    people’s business. You couldn’t even be sure to save Elijah, and you almost lost your life! What if you


    actually find a way to save him and end up dying even quicker? What would happen to your three little


    ones?”


    Elysia, sitting in the passenger seat, feeling woozy, said in a weak voice, ‘I’m fine, don’t worry”


    “You say you’re fine, but you almost got hit by a cart” Blossom was both angry and anxious, tears


    streaming down her face


    Elysia, feeling sorry for her, tried to raise her hand to wipe Blossom’s tears but found she didn’t even


    have the strength to Wt her arm. Her breathing became more rapid.


    Noticing something was wrong. Blossom quickly wiped her tears away and asked, ‘Elysia, what’s


    wrong?”


    “I… feel dizzy.”


    Blossom, panicking, pulled over to the side of the road. Touching Elysia’s forehead, Blossom felt it was


    burning up!


    “Oh no, you have a fever!”


    Luckily, there was a clinic nearby Blossom quickly helped Elysia out of the car.


    The thermometer showed over 104°F!


    The doctor rushed to give Elysia an injection and fever–reducing medicine.


    “Why did you wait so long toe in? A littleter, and it could have been toote! Fevers can kill, you


    know!”


    Blossom exined, “She almost had a car ident today, got a huge scare, and had already been to


    the hospital for IV fluids. We just left the hospital.”


    “Let’s focus on bringing the fever down.”


    Blossom wanted to transfer Elysia to arger hospital, but seeing how weak Elysia was, she decided it


    was best to wait until the fever subsided.


    Elysia weakly asked. “Aren’t the little ones about to get out of school?”


    “Don’t worry about that now. You need someone by your side. I’ve already texted a colleague, and after


    school, she’ll bring them here.* Elysia shook her head and said, “Just send them home. They’ll cry if


    they see me like this.”


    Don’t worry. They’re good kids, and they can take care of themselves. Don’t tell them I’m sick.”


    Blossom hesitated but then nodded and texted her colleague again. She also told the little ones that


    She and Elysia were at a friend’s party and would be homete
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