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Chapter 550

Rayna, who was in a deep sleep, was suddenly woken up by the phone ringing in the middle of the night.

She was not fully awake yet, so she looked for the phone through the source of the ringing. She grabbed it and

answered, “Hello...”

“Rayna, something terrible happened!” Kristie's anxious and panicky tone could be heard from the other end of the

phone. “J-Jessica stabbed Wyatt!”

Wyatt was stabbed?

Rayna immediately sobered awake and got up from her bed. She asked, “Jessie stabbed him? What happened? Was

he able to find her when he went abroad?”

“I-I'm not too sure...”

Upon hearing Kristie stutter, Rayna knew that she did not know much.

After knowing that Kristie and Curtis had arrived at the General Hospital twenty minutes ago, Rayna hung up and

changed before she rushed out the door.

It was already half past three in the morning when Rayna arrived at the General Hospital.

She looked for the emergency department and walked down the hallway. Two people could be seen standing in

front of the operating room from afar.

They were none other than Curtis and Kristie.

They looked anxious as they stared at the red light above the operating room.

“Kristie,” Rayna called out as she hurried over. She then asked, “How is he?”

“Rayna.” Kristie went to hug her.

Curtis turned around when he heard Rayna's voice. She wore thin clothes, her arms bare. He could not help but

frown. “Why aren't you sleeping at home? What are you doing here?”

He did not even tell Gabriel about what had happened to Wyatt.

When he saw Kristie hug Rayna, he suddenly realized something. He narrowed his eyes as he uttered, “Kristie.”

Curtis' aura was intimidating, shocking Kristie, who was about to reply to Rayna's question. She trembled slightly as

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she moved to hide behind Rayna.

“I'm the one who asked her to call me if anything happens,” said Rayna. She blocked Kristie with her body to

prevent Curtis from scolding her. “How's Wyatt?”

Curtis became anxious at the mention of Wyatt.

He glanced at the operating room before massaging his temples. “He's been in there for half an hour, but we still

don't know his condition.”

Rayna patted Kristie's shoulder as a signal for her to sit down. She then walked toward Curtis and whispered, “Was

it really Jessie who stabbed him? Was he able to find her?”

Curtis nodded. His eyes darkened as he replied, “A friend of Wyatt's called me and said something had happened.

They told me they've already called for an ambulance, so I rushed here...”

Rayna found out that when Curtis arrived at the hospital, he coincidentally met with Wyatt, who was brought out of

the ambulance. Blood was everywhere, and his breathing was weak as he was placed on a ventilator.

The housekeeper that accompanied Wyatt said that she was shocked awake by the commotion upstairs. She

wanted to check what was going on and met with Jacob, who was going down the stairs.

Jacob asked her to call the hospital and said something had happened to Wyatt. The housekeeper hurriedly dialed

911 and went to the bedroom upstairs to find Wyatt lying in a bed of his blood. She almost fainted from shock.

Toward the end of Curtis recalling what had happened, Rayna could not help but hold a hand up to her mouth to

prevent herself from gasping due to the shock.

Jefferson had been searching for Jessica's whereabouts throughout Yartran. Rayna had also sent someone to keep

an eye on Wyatt. They said they saw him leave the country twice but always returned alone. Rayna thought that he

could not find Jessica either, but she did not expect that he had long since brought Jessica back and hidden her at

Zenisan Villa.

Others may not know Jessica's motive for killing Wyatt, but Rayna did. She had seen how Oliver and his wife died

with her own eyes, so she knew why Jessica would do something like that.

However, she never told Jessica about Oliver's death. How did Jessica find out about this?

Rayna did not dwell on it any longer as she paused for a minute before asking Curtis, “Did the housekeeper only see

Wyatt lying in a puddle of blood? What about Jessie? Where was she?”

Curtis replied, “The housekeeper said Jacob left after telling her to call 911. I assume he went to chase after

Jessica.”

Rayna felt uneasy upon seeing Curtis' dark expression. She was worried that he might do something to Jessica

because of Wyatt's serious injuries.

She was about to say something when she heard footsteps behind her.

A young man and Wyatt's assistant rushed over. “How's Wyatt?”

Apart from Curtis, Jacob noticed that Rayna from Glory Corporation was also present. He saw the confused look she

had and proceeded to introduce himself. “I'm Wyatt's friend. My name is Jacob.”

He shook hands with Curtis and Rayna after that.

As they shook hands, Rayna noticed specks of dried-up blood on his hands. She wondered where he had gotten

them stained. “I heard from Wyatt's housekeeper that you went after Jessica?”

Jacob froze momentarily before he rubbed the back of his nape and answered, “That's right.”

He pretended to be frustrated and said, “I don't know where she went. I searched everywhere, but I couldn't find

her. I was also worried about Wyatt, so I rushed here and coincidentally met his assistant at the door.”

Rayna felt relieved upon hearing that.

She felt even more relieved knowing that Wyatt had found Jessica and brought her back safely. Now, she prayed

that Jessica would run away as far as she could. It would be even better if Jessica left Norwal City.

Curtis still had on a solemn expression. He glanced at the operating room again, but no doctor came out. He then

called Jacob over and asked the latter about what had actually happened.

To protect Jessica, Jacob did not say that she was the one who had called him. Instead, he said he was drinking at a

bar and thought of inviting Wyatt over. However, Wyatt hung up on him as soon as the call went through.

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“Usually, Wyatt wouldn't be like this when answering my calls. I was worried that something might have happened

to him, and it just so happened that I knew where he lived, so I drove to check on him. Just as I arrived, a woman

rushed out from the house.”

Jacob continued, “I saw blood on the woman, so I thought something might have happened inside the house. I

didn't care too much about her and went inside. I went upstairs to find Wyatt and immediately tried to stop the

bleeding.”

He scratched the back of his head as he continued, “When I went back downstairs, the woman was gone. I wanted

to catch her to ask her about what had happened, but I couldn't find her after searching around.”

His explanation matched with the housekeeper's.

However, Jacob was terrible at lying, and his eyes betrayed him. Curtis could see that he was lying at a glance.

Rayna noticed it, too, and was worried that Curtis might press Jacob further, so she interrupted the conversation.

“Only you and Wyatt's housekeeper know about this, right? No one else knows?”

Jacob nodded. “That's right. I also warned the housekeeper not to spread any nonsense. I was worried things might

have blown up. Luckily, it was late, and everyone was asleep. If it were daytime—”

He quickly stopped himself and changed the topic. “Let's not talk about that anymore. How's Wyatt?”

At that moment, the doors to the operating room swung open.

“Is any of you a type B?” A nurse loudly asked Curtis and the others that were outside. She looked anxious as she

said, “The patient has lost a lot of blood, and our blood bags have run out. If you are a type B, please help us out!”

Rayna took a step forward and replied to the nurse, “I'm a type B. I'll go with you.”

“Rayna, stop fooling around.” Curtis was worried about Wyatt, but he did not forget how bad Rayna's current

situation was. “You're pregnant. How can you donate blood?”

He pulled her aside and said to the nurse, “I'm a type O...”

“I'm also a type B!” Jacob hurriedly raised his hand and walked toward the nurse. “I'll follow you. Miss, I'm very

healthy and strong. You can collect more blood from me.”

“Great. Come on in!”