Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell



Unable to imagine Lily's disappointment, Sean shakily held her cold hand and said, "No, Lily, you're not the one who should apologize. It was all my fault..."

The doctor advised, "The patient is weak now. Considering the donor gave blood after drinking, the blood quality is questionable. We need to observe the patient in the intensive care unit overnight. Please do not disturb her rest."

He then instructed the nurse to take Lily to the ICU.

According to protocol, they couldn't transfuse questionable blood to patients. However, since they lacked Rh-negative blood, they had no choice but to take the risk. They would have to observe overnight before knowing if the patient's condition had stabilized.

Sean followed Lily to the ward, unwilling to leave her alone. He decided to stay by her side until she was discharged.

Gareth glanced at Carlisle, who looked pale, and asked, "Are you alright? You don't look well.

"I feel like throwing up, and my knees are weak," Carlisle replied, resting his arm on Gareth's shoulder and constantly swallowing hard.

"You're probably dehydrated. It's normal to feel that way after donating blood, especially after drinking. Drinking lowers our immunity. You'll feel better after taking some glucose and resting for a few days," explained the doctor.

After drinking two bottles of glucose in the hospital, Carlisle returned to his apartment. It was already midnight. Feeling unwell, he went straight to bed without showering.

The following day, Carlisle woke up from his dream, his eyes wet with tears. He had dreamed of Wanda again.

In it, Wanda wanted to break up with him. He held her tightly, refusing to let her go, but she left regardless.

Getting up from his bed, Carlisle opened the window and took a deep breath of fresh air, his mood growing more depressed.

He couldn't help but wonder where Wanda was. Even with the help of the public security system, Wendell and the team couldn't locate her anywhere. He wondered where on Earth Shein had sent her.

Carlisle took out his phone and called Lethan.

"Hi, Carlisle-"

"I need a favor from you," Carlisle interjected directly.

As though he had expected Carlisle's call, Lethan slowly responded, "It's no use, Carlisle.

Shania talked to Shein and Josie, but their lips were sealed. She couldn't get anything from them."

"I see..."

Carlisle hung up the phone, his expression gloomy.

Meanwhile, Gareth was sleeping soundly on the luxurious king-size bed in Imperial Hotel. His slumber was abruptly interrupted by the vibration of his phone.

"Damn. Which bastard calls this early?"

Gareth groggily picked up his phone.

"Hello? Grandpa!"

"The Murray family owns a psychiatric rehabilitation hospital in Maple Hill."

Theodore's voice came from the other end.

Gareth sat up abruptly, his eyes wide open.

"Maple Hill? Isn't that a restricted area?"

"Yes, it is. It's guarded by military personnel, too."

"Damn. Are the Murrays mobilizing military authority for personal use?"

"Not exactly. They claimed there's a rare mineral mine owned by the nation in Maple Hill, which justifies stationing military personnel there," Theodore explained.

"That's just their stupid excuse!"

Gareth snorted.

"That's all I could find out so far. Consider it part of my repayment to that kid. I'm not sure if Wanda Thompson is there," Theodore added.

"She's gotta be there! The Thompson family is allied with the Murray family. If I were Shein Thompson, I would definitely send Wanda to the psychiatric rehabilitation hospital conveniently owned by the Murrays!" Gareth said confidently.

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Theodore ended the call.

A smile crept onto Gareth's lips.

"Carlisle, get ready for a surprise!"

He got out of bed and walked over to his computer desk, retrieving another phone from the drawer. After turning it on, he made a call.

"Hi, Mr. Spencer!"

A voice came from the other end.

"Wendell, I need you to do something for me," Gareth said.

"Where are you now? Let's meet and talk. I happen to be in Yorksle too," Wendell said.

"Well... I'm in Riverland now."

Gareth smiled helplessly.

However, Gareth was glad to know that Wendell was now in Yorksle. It was exactly where he needed him to help with something.

"Too bad. So, what can I do for you?" Wendell asked. "Okay. So, here's the thing. My friend's girlfriend..."