Book TRK
Chapter 662
Chapter 662 Contracted HIV
The room was thick with tension, and Amanda felt an unsettling instinct gnawing at her gut. "Why is everyone so quiet? Speak up, will you?" She thought, "Just a few days without seeing Chloe, and now Chloe is nowhere to be found?"
When no one replied, Amanda pointed an accusing finger at Michael. "You! Where's my sister?"
Russell, his face twisted with anger, was on the verge of exploding. Just then, Michael finally spoke up, "Chloe's at home, resting upstairs."
It was mid-afternoon, around three or four o'clock, and at this hour, even if she was taking a nap, she should have been awake by now.
Given that Chloe wasn't one to sleep at this time, Amanda's suspicion only deepened.
"Russell, chill out! Chloe's upstairs, and I didn't lose your granddaughter. Why are you scowling like that?"
Admas hadn't seen Russell in a long time. They'd been friends since their youth, so why was he blowing up now?
"Just let me see my granddaughter, and I won't be angry anymore," Russell snapped, refusing to look at Michael since he walked in.
He thought, "That punk treated Chloe so poorly before. What good is it now?
The best thing he can do is stay away from her."
"Amanda, Sir Miller, there's something I need to tell you." Michael hesitated, weighing the gravity of his words.
He decided it was time to break the news about Chloe's situation.
For one, they were Chloe's family, and she wouldn't mind them knowing.
For another, more heads could help figure out how to handle this and how to support Chloe.
As soon as Amanda heard Michael's tone, alarm bells went off in her head.
She braced herself for whatever was coming next.
"Chloe might have... contracted HIV."
Michael couldn't recall how many times he'd repeated those words today, but each utterance felt like a fresh stab to his heart. "What?"
Amanda blinked in disbelief, staring at Michael as if he'd just spoken a foreign language.
Russell's previously calm demeanor morphed into shock.
This was serious business.
Michael pressed his lips together and repeated the news, his heart heavy.
As soon as he finished, Russell's hand flew out, slapping Michael across the face. "What the hell? This is how you protect my
granddaughter?"
Admas felt for his grandson but knew that defending Michael would only fuel Russell's anger.
Michael's face turned to the side, a cut opening up on his lip, blood trickling down.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.
"Is this how you protect my granddaughter? She suffers when she's with you! Amanda, go upstairs and bring Chloe down. We're leaving!" . FindNovel
Russell shot up, his rage palpable.
Michael tried to interject, "Sir Miller, this situation is a..."
"Enough! I don't want to hear another word from you. If you don't want a second slap, get out of my sight!"
Amanda rushed upstairs and knocked on Chloe's bedroom door.
"Chloe, it's me, Amanda."
Inside, Chloe wasn't asleep; she was just lying on her bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
She was lost in her thoughts, unsure of what to do, her mind swirling with chaos.
The weight of the possibility that she might be infected felt suffocating, even making it hard to breathe.
Chloe knew she shouldn't be thinking like this, but she couldn't help it.
Hearing Amanda's voice surprised her, but she still lacked the motivation to get up and open the door. Outside, Amanda was frantic, pushing against the door, but it wouldn't budge.
"Chloe, I know you've been through a lot. Grandpa and I heard about what happened today. Just come out and go home with us, okay? Once we're back, you won't have to face this alone. Il arrange for a check-up 911 right away," Amanda coaxed, trying toget Chloe to open the door.
"I'm fine. Just go home." Chloe's voice came weakly from inside.