Chapter 5

Chloe's face went completely white.

In the next second, she collapsed to her knees with a loud thud.

"No! It wasn't me!"

"Claire, how could you think I would hurt a child? I would never!"

She sobbed hysterically, tears streaming down her face.

To anyone else, it looked like I was mercilessly bullying her.

Adrian immediately frowned and pulled her up from the floor.

"Claire, calm down."

"You have no proof. How dare you accuse Chloe like this?"

I looked at the way he shielded Chloe.

It was incredibly ironic.

Five years ago, it was like this.

Five years later, it was still the same.

As long as Chloe shed a single tear, Adrian would always take her side.

My voice shook. "My son is lying in there, fighting for his life!"

"Besides her, I can't think of anyone else who could be this evil!"

Chloe cried even harder.

"Claire, I really didn't do it..."

"I know you hate me, but you can't accuse me of this..."

"What happened back then... it was my fault. I was jealous of you! I was wrong! I apologize! But I swear this crash had nothing to do with me! Please believe me!"

Her fragile, helpless act easily triggered any man's protective instincts.

Adrian wrapped his arm around her protectively and turned to me, his tone harsh.

"That's enough! Chloe already apologized. What more do you want?"

"Claire, when did you become so hysterical?"

"Chloe has always been fragile. She wouldn't even step on an ant. How could you accuse her of attempted murder?"

"Your mental state is extremely unstable right now. Calm down!"

Looking at the two of them—one a hypocrite, the other blind—I felt utterly disgusted.

I stared straight at him. "Adrian, do you want to know something?"

"The thing I find most disgusting about you isn't your infidelity."

"It's your sheer stupidity."

His face twisted in anger. "What did you say?"

I stepped closer to Chloe, my voice ice-cold. "If this was you..."

"Chloe, I swear to God, I will kill you myself!"

Terrified by the look in my eyes, Chloe shrank back.

Adrian immediately blocked her. "Claire! What kind of madness is this?!"

Before the tension could boil over, the emergency room doors swung open.

The doctor rushed out. "Who are the child's guardians?"

I ran forward.

"I am!"

Adrian was right behind me. "I am too! I'm his father!"

The doctor pulled off his mask, his expression grave.

"The patient has lost a lot of blood and needs an immediate transfusion. However, he has O-negative blood, and our blood bank is critically low right now."

My heart plummeted.

"I... I'm type O..."

The doctor glanced at me. "Mother's blood type alone isn't enough; we need to screen for compatibility quickly. Is the father here? We need him to do a blood match immediately!"