Chapter 1723 Apology From Benson
That morning, John’s body temperature turned extremely high probably due to complications after the surgery. The medical staff panicked. They tried numerous methods and eventually used hormone injections to get the temperature under control.
Looking at John’s pale face, I felt my heart crushed by a heavy stone. After making sure John was asleep, I walked out of the ward to catch some air.
It was quieter over here compared to the general ward. There were a few family members of some patients around, all looking depressed just like me.
The news broadcast in the hall could be heard clearly.
“There have been many cases of missing and kidnapped children today. At present, the police are making every effort to investigate suspicious persons. Please get in touch with the task force immediately if you have relevant information…”
It seemed like the safety of the whole city was at risk. Somehow, I felt I was not suffering alone.
Fortunately, regardless of Ashton’s plan, it was clear to me now that he would not risk the kids. Or else, Nathaniel would have gone after Audrey and Gregory instead of John.
Deep down in my heart, I knew Nathaniel was trying to crush my spirit by going after John.
He figured he could manipulate me easily once my mental state was down. He was trying to control me like what he did to Ashton.
Is Ashton entirely controlled by him now?
I was too overwhelmed with emotions back in the operating theater. Now that I thought of it, Ashton did not need to show up, actually.
I realized that Ashton was trying to remind me to be careful. All his coldness might be a disguise of his care for me.
Without realizing it, I had reached the corridor of the general ward. Before I turned around, I spotted Joseph coming out of a ward.
I was stunned momentarily. The next second, I recalled Wilson was being hospitalized there.
Could it be…
When I was about to open my mouth to call him, he vanished from the stairs. With that, I had no choice but to drop the matter.
After getting back to the ward, I ran into the cops who were there for investigation. As John was still unconscious, they asked me to give a brief statement.
Based on their tone, I realized that only the black men who got apprehended would face justice. There was no way they could get to the real culprit.
After the cops left, Benson suddenly appeared at the nearest emergency exit. He was wearing a robe and an army cap.
We exchanged our gaze to greet each other, and he seemed to know what happened to John.
I asked him to sit down at the bench. “John has not woken up yet. Please wait here. Sorry for the inconvenience.”
“Okay.” Benson cast a glance inside the ward. “Luckily, he is still alive. Ms. Stovall, don’t worry too much.”
Those words sounded extraordinarily warm coming out from Benson’s mouth.
“Thanks.” I bit my lip, trying to suppress my tears. “Officer Zimmerman, you didn’t come here just to visit, did you?”
I knew a military seldom had any private time. Plus, my relationship with Benson was hardly close enough for a leader like him to visit me personally. With that, I knew his purpose must be something more.
“I can’t say this is about work either.” Benson was being utterly honest. “Ms. Stovall, you hoped to get the military protection from us, and our superior had agreed to it. However, we can’t expose our men easily, so we can only monitor far away from the Fuller residence. I didn’t expect those men to be so sick that they even dared to make a move right outside your gate. It’s our fault for not being able to protect your family. Thus, I came here to apologize.”
