"Peter, wake up. I'm asking you, where is Derek?"
Christina lowered her voice and wanted to shook him up, but he did not even move.
At this moment, Mrs. Shepherd, who had been out for dinner, suddenly returned. When she walked into the ward, she saw Christina standing beside the bed.
"He's not awake yet..." She muttered in a low voice.
Christina took a step back and calmed down, but she couldn't hide the disappointment and deep worry on her face.
Originally, she was not worried. Derek was autistic and didn't like to talk, he was elusive and didn't like to report to others, so he was often nowhere to be found. However, over the years, he didn't get hurt easily, and very few people could hurt him.
But the old coin said he was dead.
Christina got nervous again. Her eyes could not help but turn red. She could not believe those voices...
Mrs. Shepherd noticed the change of her emotion and looked at Peter on the bed. It suddenly dawned on her that Christina seemed to be worried about someone else.
"I really hope Peter could wake up soon. Christina, you'd better go back to the Hopkins family and have a good sleep. If Peter is awake, I'll call you immediately."
Seeing her haggard face, Mrs. Shepherd tried to persuade her to go back to rest.
"You don't have to wait here. If you wanted to ask him something, I can help you ask it..." Mrs. Shepherd guessed that she had something urgent to ask Peter.
Christina suddenly held her hand and begged, "If Peter wakes up, Mrs. Shepherd, could you ask him that if he was with Derek at that time and since he has escaped successfully, how about Derek? Where is him?"
She didn't hide anything on purpose. In her mind, there was nothing dirty between them to hide.
Mrs. Shepherd was surprised. The people Christina worried about turned out to be the son of the Fisher family.
Derek was an illegitimate child of the Fisher family. Insiders always liked to say that he was an autistic fool, but Derek and Charles were friends, and it seemed that Derek and Patrick were also good friends. Mrs. Shepherd knew more or less about their relationships. Moreover, Christina and Derek seemed to have been good friends since they were kids.
"Okay, go back and rest. Staying up late is not good for your health..."
Christina thought that Nanny Faang might have told Mrs. Shepherd things like she was in a bad state of mind or had hallucinations. She lowered her head and walked out of the ward. "I'm not sick..." She said to herself.
Mrs. Shepherd patted her kindly on the shoulder and said with a smile, "I think I still have to go with you until you get in the car before I can rest assured. My four sons were all educated well by me, but it seems you are the naughtist one."
Christina smiled awkwardly.
They got off the elevator together and walked out of the hospital lobby. As Christina walked towards the parking lot, she did not forget to remind her again, "As soon as he wakes up, call me immediately..."
"I know, I know." Mrs. Shepherd assured her and nagged, "I didn't realize you were so stubborn."
Christina was amused by her. Mrs. Shepherd was very humorous, she was almost thirty, but Mrs. Shepherd seemed to treated all the younger generation as children who were not growing up.
She was really tired and sleepy. She nodded at Mrs. Shepherd and said, "I'll go to the parking lot myself. You can go to the restaurant and look for Mr. Shepherd and the others..."
Mrs. Shepherd saw that she had calmed down and was going back, then agreed, "Be careful on the road."
Christina was thinking about going back to sleep for a few hours and setting an alarm clock. She was about to open the door with the car key in her hand, someone bumped into her while she turned around.
She was astonished. "Charles..."
As soon as she spoke, she saw Charles's angry face, which was a rare expression for him.
"I don't care what the outsiders said about him, but you can't..."
"Derek is most likely the one who caused Peter's disappearance. He has been hiding in the dark and we finally found him. I want him to come to the hospital to confront Peter now. I won't wrongly accuse him, but if he did it, we won't let him go!"
Christina's mind went blank for a second. She looked at Charles's angry face in front of her and then turned to watch Derek...
Derek was dragged by them step by step. He lowered his head and had no strength to resist.
"You can't do this to him..."
Christina looked at them and said angrily. "I don't give a shit. I won't let you touch him!"
She shook off Charles, ran over, and rushed into the same elevator as Patrick and Chandler, who were caught off guard. She almost threw herself into Derek's arms and shook him anxiously. "Eric, how are you?"
Her eyes were red with anxiety. "Answer me. Talk to me, please!"
"Eric, I told you to talk!" She was still as domineering as before.
Derek seemed exhausted. His eyeballs rolled slowly with his eyes tightly closed, as if he was too tired open his eyes.
It was like his instinctive reaction to call out in a low, low voice, "Bae..."
Christina didn't like others to call her by this nickname, but it seemed that no one else could call her by that, except him.
Patrick looked at them with a mixed feeling...
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