Chapter 86
The room was silent, and Victoria immediately regretted what she had just said.
She thought to herself, "How could I forget that I have amnesia?"
When she heard that Jude had gone to the hospital due to an allergy, she immediately panicked and instinctively said it out loud.
Just as she was at a loss for what to do, Henry grabbed her chin and tilted her face up. His cold eyes locked onto hers. "Your memory's back?"
Victoria blinked and quickly came up with an excuse. "It's because I'm allergic to strawberries, too. He's my son, so he might have inherited it from me."
She had found the perfect excuse!
Victoria stared at her for a few seconds before releasing her. "I'm not sure yet. Let's go check on him."
Victoria breathed a sigh of relief, quickly adjusting her clothes before heading to the bathroom to wash her face. She made sure there were no signs of distress before heading out.
As she went downstairs, she glanced at his tall, slender figure and felt a little more at ease.
She just wanted a clean divorce.
However, she couldn't deny that she still cared about Jude.
Jude had the same strawberry allergy as her. He had once eaten some and ended up covered in red rashes, struggling to breathe. It had been a terrifying experience. He nearly died, and she had been scared out of her wits!
Jude had cried, writhing in pain, looking at her with tearful eyes, "Mom, I feel so bad..."
At that moment, she would have gladly taken the pain for him.
Since then, she had been extra cautious with his food, making sure he never came into contact with any allergens.
Even now, the painful memory still lingered clearly in her heart.
Victoria's emotions were complex. She couldn't remain completely indifferent.
Jude was her son, her flesh and blood.
With these tangled feelings, she arrived at the hospital, where Jennifer was anxiously pacing by the emergency room, Robert beside her, trying to comfort her.
"Mom, how is he?" Henry asked as he strode over.
Jennifer replied, "They're still trying to save him. It's all my fault. I didn't keep an eye on Jude. He said he wanted to sleep alone, and I didn't follow him. I didn't expect this to happen. If its not Robert checking on him, who knows what could have happened..."
The usually proud Jennifer was now full of anxiety, her eyes filled with self–blame.
But when she saw Victoria, she immediately masked her emotions and furrowed her brows. "Why are you two together?"
Victoria silently stared at the emergency room doors, pressing her lips together, not responding.
Henry replied, "What are you talking about, Mom?"
His words made Jennifer realize something, and she immediately shut up.
She had heard that they were separated, but it seemed that wasn't the case.
She couldn't help but wonder if Victoria was backing out of the divorce.
She truly despised Victoria and didn't even spare her a glance.
The sound of wheels moving could be heard, and Sarah's voice followed, full of concern, "Henry, what's going on with Jude?"
Henry turned to her. "How did you get here?"
Sarah answered, "Mrs. Jennifer Harrison told me about Jude. I was really worried, so I came to check on him."
Jennifer spoke up, "Jude really likes you. He'll be so happy to see you when he wakes up."
As she finished speaking, her gaze intentionally flicked toward Victoria.
Victoria remained calm, her eyes fixed on the emergency room door.
Jennifer immediately withdrew her gaze in disgust.
Sarah quickly added, "Mrs. Jennifer Harrison, you're joking. I'm sure Jude would want to see Mrs. Harrison first. She is his mother, after all."
At that moment, the emergency room door opened, and the doctors and nurses wheeled Jude out on a stretcher.
Jude lay there with his eyes tightly shut, his body still covered with red rashes that hadn't gone down yet.