Sextuplets From Ruthless Love

"What's wrong? What's happening to you?"

Trevor placed his hands on her shoulder and shook her gently. However, when he noticed that Jessica was still panting heavily, he quickly called for Martin and brought her to the hospital.

The doctor injected Jessica with a sedative and placed an oxygen mask over her nose and mouth before she drifted off to sleep.

"What happened to her, doctor?" Trevor stood at the door of the ward worriedly. He was at a loss at what to do.

"We are still unsure of the patient's condition.

However, she is physically healthy. There must be something wrong with her mental health," the doctor explained patiently. Jessica had been personally brought in by Trevor. The director of the hospital would never dare to take the situation lightly. "Her mental health?" Trevor muttered and sighed heavily.

"Did I torment her so much that she's now in this state? What should I do?" Trevor thought as he stood there in a daze.

"Don't worry too much for this is just a speculation. We will carry out a thorough examination once the patient wakes up," the doctor comforted him. However, Trevor could not bring himself to answer. He merely nodded and went into the room.

As he saw how frail and weak Jessica looked on the bed, Trevor slowly bent down next to her.

"What should I do to not hurt you? Did you end up this way because you saw that I was sad? Should I let you go? Should I stay away from you and look at you from afar?" he thought sadly.

"But I can't do it. I really can't. I nearly lost my mind during those three years when you weren't by my side. I felt like I was a zombie every night. It's only when I see you that I feel like I'm truly living. It doesn't matter what you become for you will always be the most beautiful person in my eyes. I don't care what you do, be it hit me or scold me. But please, don't leave me."

Trevor knew that Jessica would not be able to hear him. Regardless, he also did not dare to let her hear

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Jessica's finger started moving. Trevor quickly wiped away the tears in his eyes.

He was determined to not let Jessica see his condition. No matter how sad he was, Jessica could never find out.

"Where am I?"

Jessica slowly opened her eyes. Her eyebrows furrowed when she noticed the intravenous drip attached to her wrist.

She remembered that she had gone to the lounge to grab a drink because she was thirsty.

However, she suddenly ended up with an IV drip attached to her.

"What happened?" she thought to herself.

"It's all right. You fainted because you were too tired," Trevor replied.

He was not about to tell her about her illness.

Although Trevor was not well-versed

in medicine, he knew that it was better to hide the truth about the patient's mental illness from them. It would only stress Jessica out if she knew. ,

"Really?"

Jessica's head spun. She had not fully regained her consciousness. Her memories of what happened came back to her in

more she tried to recall what

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happened, the more her head hurt.

"Stop thinking about it. What would you like to eat?" Trevor forced a smile onto his face as he gently stroked her hair.

The pungent smell of disinfectant filled the room.

"I don't feel like having any food right

now," Jessica said as she lifted her

arm to glance at her watch. She then realized that it was already one in

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the afternoon.

"Oh, no. You were supposed to leave in the afternoon, Mr. Gulliford. Did I cause a delay?" Jessica sprung up from the bed. She looked at Trevor apologetically. "Don't worry about it. That contract isn't that important." Trevor shook his head as his heart clenched. He tried incredibly hard to stop his eyes from watering. Jessica was still worried for him.

"I'm fine now, Mr. Gulliford. We can still make it in time if we go now. I remember that the meeting was at four in the afternoon."

With that, Jessica did not delay any longer and pulled out the drip on her wrist.

"Don't..." Before Trevor could finish his sentence, Jessica had already left the room.