Chapter 517
“I’ve already discussed it with Mr. Scott,” Christina said. “Whenever you’re ready, just send her over.”
“Got it.” Elliott nodded. “I’ll take off now. I’ll call you when we’re ready to bring her over.”
They exited the hospital side by side, but a sudden wave of urgency at the entrance stopped them in their tracks. Nurses wheeled in stretchers, family members trailed behind in panic, and the air grew thick with worry.
Christina stood still, eyes narrowed as she watched the scene unfold.
Sensing her curiosity, Elliott sighed and reluctantly explained the situation to her. “It’s the Dawsons and the Reeds. I heard they tried to grovel before the Wright family estate earlier today after offending the Wrights, but the Wrights slammed the door on them. On the way home, the Dawsons only suffered minor injuries, while the Reeds were hurt more seriously. Nothing life-threatening, though. You don’t need to concern yourself.”
Christina finally looked at him. “Who said I was worried about them?” she replied coolly.
Even if the accident had left them in pieces, it wouldn’t have stirred a flicker of concern in her. After all, the crash hadn’t been fate’s doing—it had been hers. A calculated warning, carefully orchestrated for both families. She just hadn’t expected the Reeds to end up worse off than the Dawsons.
“You were straining to get a better look just now. Weren’t you worried about Brendon’s injuries?” Elliott asked cautiously.
“Not in the slightest,” she replied, shaking her head with calm detachment. “I was just curious why it was the Reeds on the stretchers instead of the Dawsons.”
Elliott chuckled softly, a rare flicker of amusement breaking through his usual stoicism. “For a second, I thought you still had feelings for your ex-husband, and that maybe you were worried about him.” The faint smile playing on his lips surprised even him. Something about Christina’s indifference toward her ex-husband lifted the fog that had been clouding his mind. He felt an unexpected lightness settle over him, as if a storm cloud that had clung to his chest had suddenly blown away.
Christina crossed her arms. “Do you think I’m some kind of pushover? The Dawsons want me to walk away with nothing but the clothes on my back—and I’m supposed to care about their injuries?”
Elliott frowned. “Walk away with nothing? I thought they promised you a big payout.”
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“Brendon never signed the property division agreement. Only I did. And it wasn’t even notarized. Now they’ve changed their minds. They want to leave me with nothing,” Christina said coldly.
A flicker of disdain crossed Elliott’s otherwise calm face. “I never imagined the Dawson family could stoop so low. No integrity, no shame. Who would want to work with them now?” He looked at her steadily. “Do you want to take them down? I can help.”
Christina raised her hand in a quiet, firm refusal. “No need. I’ll handle them myself.” Since the Dawsons wanted to take back what they had promised her, she would make sure they paid a heavy price.
“If you ever need me, just say the word,” Elliott said.
Christina gave a faint nod. “Alright.”