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    In his trembling grip, the broken phone felt heavier than stone, and Maia’s name zed in his thoughts like a brand he could not erase.


    For a long moment, Jarrod hovered over the phone before finally pulling up Maia’s contact and pressing the call button, desperate to uncover what she had spoken about with his father before the crash.


    Seconds dragged into what felt like hours, yet the ringing continued without anyone answering.


    A sharp unease twisted in Jarrod’s chest, and the lines on his forehead deepened as his worry grew.


    “Why her? Of all people, why Maia?”


    For a long moment, his gaze lingered on the glowing screen before he finally tapped out a message. “Mom and Dad were in a terrible ident. They’re at Erygan Hospital. Maia, can youe over?”


    Another pause lingered before he added, “I know you’re tied up with work, but this is a matter of life or death. I’m begging you.”<fne993> ?????? ???? find?novel</fne993>


    Jarrod exhaled slowly after sending the message, hoping it would steady his nerves. To ease his own worry, he muttered to himself, “Maia is probably caught up with something. She may not even realize that Dad had the ident while speaking to her.”


    Jarrod pressed the call button and waited for Rosanna to answer.


    The moment her voice came through, he said, “Rosanna, you need to get to Erygan Hospital right away! Mom and Dad were just in a terrible ident.” From the other end, the sound of hurried breaths filled his ear, making him think she was already in distress.


    “Wait… what did you just say? Who was in that ident?”


    Hearing Rosanna’s confusion made Jarrod’s chest tighten with dread.


    “Rosanna?” His brows furrowed as irritation slipped into his tone. “Why aren’t you paying attention? What’s going on with you? Why are you gasping like that? I said our parents were in an ident. They’re at Erygan Hospital, and you need toe fast!”


    “Hospital?” Rosanna’s shaken voice returned, and in the background, a man’s rough breathing seemed to bleed through the line.


    Jarrod’s mind stayed locked on the urgency of the moment, so he ignored whatever was happening on her end. “Erygan Hospital,” he said quickly. “Get here right away. Mom and Dad have just made it through the worst, but the doctors say their treatment will be expensive. Can you—”


    Rosanna cut him off, her voice shaken. “Tell me how they are right now. Jarrod, calm yourself. Send me the address, and I’ll head there at once.”


    After a beat of silence, she softened her tone. “As for the bills, leave that to me. I’ll try asking Axell for support. Even if he refuses, they’re still my parents. I won’t stand aside. I’ll face this with you.”


    Hearing Rosanna say that lifted a heavy weight from Jarrod’s chest.


    But the hesitation she’d shown earlier lingered in his thoughts.


    Everyone understood what Axell was likevish when it came to women, but not someone you could count on when it mattered most.


    Hearing Rosanna’s words eased something heavy inside Jarrod, stirring the warmth of family that had never fully left him.


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