Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 210

Lysander's expression changed in an instant as he sprang up from the bed.

Without bothering to change out of his pajamas, he grabbed a long black overcoat from the hanger and threw it over himself before heading out.

"How is she now? Did you call an ambulance?"

Under his insistent questioning, Mrs. Harvey finally gathered her wits. Through her sobs, she managed to tell him the hospital's name, interrupted the chatter on the other end, instructed them to take care of Adrian, and reassured them that she would personally go to see her, calming them down before hanging up.

Zipping up his coat, he quickly called the butler to arrange for a car, then headed straight for the driveway.

His sudden decision to leave, especially to go to the hospital, was promptly reported to Conrad by the butler.

By the time Conrad hurried to the driveway, the car and driver were ready, and Lysander was about to get in.

"Stop right there!" Conrad shouted.

Lysander paused, straightening up to face him. "Dad."

Conrad, having grasped the situation from the butler, was visibly upset. "Are you a doctor? What good will it do for you to go there?"

"I have to see her."

"See her for what?" Conrad snapped. "Don't you realize Mila is your wife? You're neglecting her, not making any effort to mend your relationship. Now you're rushing off in the middle of the night to visit another woman. Have you thought about the consequences?"

Lysander remained silent.

After a long pause, he spoke with a deep, controlled calmness, "Dad, you know I promised her I wouldn't abandon her."

Conrad was furious, his voice shaking with anger. "Have you considered the rumors spreading like wildfire about you and Giselle? Apart from your mother, every family member has heard about it!"

Charles Harvey was standing at the door, and as soon as he saw Lysander, he rushed over with tear-filled eyes. "Lysander, thank goodness you're here. She's been calling for you."

After a few comforting words, Lysander inquired, "What happened? How is she doing?"

"It was terrifying," Charles choked out. "Adrian suddenly wanted a snack in the middle of the night, so she went downstairs. Somehow, she fell down the stairs and lost consciousness immediately. She got a nasty gash on her arm, and there was so much blood—it was terrifying."

"The doctors said she might have a concussion. She's my only daughter. If anything happens to her, I just can't..."

Lysander frowned instinctively but seeing the man in front of him so distraught, he focused on comforting him.

"Mr. Harvey, she's out of surgery now, so that's a good sign. I've arranged for a top medical team to come by later to check on her. I promise you, she won't even have a scar."

Charles wiped his tears and nodded. "I trust you, given the bond you've had since childhood. Go see her; she's been calling for you even in her unconsciousness. My poor daughter..."