When She Walks Away (Teresa) novel Chapter 187

Chapter 187

Sharon had breakfast ready and arrived at the hospital right on time–9:20 a.m.–by taxi.

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It was a typical workday, traffic was awful, and she was a bundle of nerves rushing over, scared that Yolanda might be starving without anything to eat.

Earlier that morning, Charles had called and told Sharon to get breakfast set and bring it over at her own pace. Sharon asked, “Mr. Logan, you’re heading to the office, and Ms. Yates is off to the lab. So who’s staying with Miss Yolanda?”

Charles replied, “Yoyo’s mother will be there.”

Once Sharon heard that Mrs. Logan was coming, she finally felt a little relieved.

She’d put a lot of care into Yolanda’s breakfast, making everything especially nice, so it took her a bit longer than usual.

After getting out of the taxi, she hurried anxiously through the hospital with the food box, and when she finally made it to the room, it was already 9:30.

But when she walked in, neither Teresa nor Yolanda were there.

She set the food box on the bedside table and then went to the nurse’s station to politely ask where Yolanda had gone.

The nurse, hearing Yolanda’s name, hurried to explain, “Yolanda had a dangerously high fever and lost consciousness, She’s been rushed to the emergency room.”

Sharon was completely stunned, tears streaming down her face.

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She was so panicked and lost, she had no idea what to do.

After the nurse called her name twice, she finally snapped out of it and said, “Right, I need to call Mr. Logan and Mrs. Logan.” hurried to make the calls.

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Charles was in the middle of a meeting with his phone set to silent, but the caller ID still flashed on the conference room screen.

Seeing Sharon’s name, he had a sinking feeling–something must have happened to Yolanda. He immediately halted the meeting and stepped outside to answer.

As soon as he picked up, Sharon’s trembling, tearful voice came through: “Mr. Logan, it’s bad… Miss Yolanda just got sent to the emergency room.”

It was like a giant hand suddenly squeezed Charles’s heart tight. Before his mind could catch up, his legs were already moving.

He didn’t say another word–just took off with long, determined strides straight to the executive elevator.

As he pressed the button to go down, it was only then that he managed to find his voice. “I know, I’m coming right now.”

After hanging up, he stared at the descending elevator numbers, his thoughts in utter chaos.

He couldn’t help thinking, ‘What if I don’t get there in time? What if something happens to Yolanda…

Regret flooded him–he should’ve listened to Teresa, he shouldn’t have brought Yolanda to the hospital.

By the time Charles reached the parking lot, his hands were shaking so badly he barely managed to fit the key into the ignition.

He couldn’t even remember how he got the car to the hospital–his heart was like an eternity.

When Liam called, Charles couldn’t even bring himself to glance could handle it,

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lodged in his throat the entire way, and every red light felt

if it was Sharon with bad news? He wasn’t sure he

Thank God–it wasn’t Sharon.

When he finally got to the hospital, Sharon was pacing back and forth outside the emergency room, her face pale and drawn.

As soon as she saw Charles, she stopped and looked at him, her voice trembling. “Mr. Logan, you’re here.”

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Chapter 187

Charles’s eyes were bloodshot, his voice hoarse. “How’s Yolanda?”

Sharon shook her head, tears welling up. “No doctor has come out yet. I don’t know anything.”

Charles closed his eyes, clenching his jaw so hard it hurt.

His mind was all over the place, his heart racing in his chest.

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He sat down on the bench, hunched over, pressing his hands to his forehead as he silently prayed for his daughter to be safe.

Seeing Charles like that, Sharon opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but swallowed the words before they left her lips.

She figured with Yolanda’s condition still unclear, it was best to keep quiet.

Several minutes passed before Charles suddenly looked up and asked, “Where’s Teresa?”

Sharon turned to him and shook her head. “When I arrived, Yoyo’s mother wasn’t here. I don’t know where she went.”

Hearing that, Charles’s brows knit together in concern.

He pulled out his phone for a quick check. He’d sent a message to Ms. Sullivan, telling her to come to the hospital and stay with Yolanda

-but there was still no reply from her.

Even though Teresa hadn’t replied, Charles just couldn’t believe she’d ever ignore their daughter’s life or death.

Charles shot to his feet, his voice trembling with worry, “Doctor, how’s my daughter? Is she alright?”

Charles let out a long, shaky breath, feeling the tight knot in his chest finally loose.

The doctor caught the look of relief on his face, but couldn’t help snapping at him: “Yolanda’s only five years old! As parents, you need to be more responsible. How could you let her be here all alone?”

The doctor cut him off, voice harsher. “If her mom had actually been present, none of this would have happened.

Right now, all Charles wanted to know was why hadn’t Teresa shown up?

But every single time—no one picked up.

This time, Charles knew for sure–there was no way Teresa hadn’t seen his calls; she was flat–out–refusing to answer.

By pretending not to see his messages and ignoring his calls, she’d nearly let their daughter land in real danger.

Thankfully, Yolanda was safe. But if anything had happened to her….

Meanwhile, back in the hospital room….

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After Yvonne left, Teresa finished her breakfast.

Troy hadn’t slept a wink all night. Stubble crept across his jaw, and there were heavy shadows under his eyes.

But even so, he had no intention of leaving.

Right then, Troy was sitting quietly at the bedside, a fruit knife in hand, peeling an apple with slow, careful motions.

The apple peel came off in one long, unbroken strip, dangling gracefully in the air.

Though exhaustion and stubble made him look a little rough, even just sitting there with his head lowered, he was still a scene worth remembering–almost like something out of a gentle movie.

Teresa’s phone, resting on the nightstand, lit up again and again. She knew there were messages–maybe even calls coming in–but she just ignored them, refusing to look.

Troy saw it too. When he glanced over, he caught Charles’s name lighting up on the screen.

Noticing Teresa wasn’t reaching for her phone, he kept quiet.

But once he’d finished peeling the apple, he finally asked, “You’re really not going to answer his call?”

Teresa knew exactly who he meant–Charles.

After a brief pause, Teresa finally said, “Yeah, I’m not picking up.”

She figured Charles was probably calling because he wanted her to be there for Yolanda at the hospital.

But in her current state, how could she even show up for Yolanda?

Even if she weren’t sick, she wouldn’t want to go anyway.

‘Yolanda doesn’t need me, Why keep making myself the punchline? she thought.

Seeing how confident Teresa was, Troy couldn’t help but smirk, and then he carefully sliced the apple into bite–sized pieces, arranging them neatly on the plate.

He used a toothpick to pick up a piece and fed it to Teresa. She didn’t turn him down, happily eating every Thinking about Teresa’s attitude toward Charles, Troy couldn’t stop grinning–the smile never left his lips.

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He kept telling himself, ‘As long as I hang in there, and Charles keeps screwing things up, one day Teresa and I will end up together. Teresa had once made him a promise–now it was finally time for her to make good on that promise.

Troy’s unconcealed smile caught Teresa’s attention and made her wonder.

“Troy, what are you grinning about?” Teresa asked,

Troy looked at Teresa, his smile only growing wider. “I’m just happy–you’ve finally stopped caring about him.”