Chapter 114
Chapter 114:
He wanted to figure out what Annabel and Rory had done.
Rupert was well aware that Rory was madly in love with a girl.
The girl was not only wealthy but also Rory’s boss.
Rory loved that girl just as much as he loved Candy. He had been in love with her for so long that he couldn’t even think of dating anyone else.
Seeing Annabel and Rory close together outside the bathroom, Rupert concluded that Annabel must have been the one to take the initiative.
He wondered whether what Cathy had said was true—that Annabel liked to seduce wealthy men.
Still, deep down, Rupert didn’t believe Annabel was that kind of girl.
“Of course I almost got his autograph. He would have agreed to sign for me if you hadn’t shown up unexpectedly. You must ask him for an autograph for me next time,” Annabel said, staring guiltily when she saw Rupert’s dark expression.
Rupert shot her a brief look and said nothing.
An awkward silence filled the room.
Annabel lowered her head and ate quietly, despite the growing discomfort in her stomach.
“What’s the matter with you?” Rupert asked when he noticed something was wrong.
Annabel stood up, her face turning pale as the pain in her stomach worsened. “I have a bellyache p>
“Let me take you to the hospital. Does it hurt that much?” Rupert asked, his face full of worry.
Annabel braced her hands on the table as she tried to endure the pain. She wondered if she was getting her period.
A wave of heat spread through her lower abdomen. It was her period, she was sure, but the pain was far more intense than usual.
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Annabel opened her mouth to say something when dizziness suddenly overwhelmed her and she collapsed to the floor.
“What’s the matter, Annabel?” Rupert’s voice trembled as he reached out and caught her.
He carried Annabel to the sofa and then noticed a bloodstain on her dress.
He was stunned. Maybe she was injured.
The thought that Annabel might be injured scared him.
He immediately pulled out his phone and dialed Tristan Craig’s number. “Come to the restaurant in five minutes p>
The Craig family had been doctors for decades and had a good rapport with the Benton family. Tristan had inherited his family’s hospital at a young age and possessed exceptional medical skills.
He was in a bar, having a good time with a female celebrity, when Rupert called him.
“What’s wrong, Rupert? Are you sick? Why are you in such a rush p>
“Cut the crap. Come here now!” Rupert said impatiently.