When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1868 Not A Bad Person

Cecilia turned around. "Ms. Wright?"

Jocelyn caught up to her. "Did Mr. Nicholas reject you?"

Cecilia nodded, her expression resigned. "Yes."

Jocelyn was taken aback. "How could he do that? What could Dahlia have possibly done to deserve this?"

"You can know a person's face, but not their heart," Cecilia replied quietly.

But Jocelyn, determined, reached out and grasped Cecilia's hand. "I'm sure there's a reason for his actions. Don't be too hard on him. I'll speak with him. We'll find a way to have Ms. Seiler adopt Dahlia."

Jocelyn had seen Dahlia often. The child was so sweet and mature for her age- she should never have ended up an orphan, unloved and alone.noveldrama

"Thank you," Cecilia said softly.

She paused for a moment, then added, turning to Jocelyn, "But I don't think there's a reason. Ms. Wright, let me give you a piece of advice-don't let him deceive you."

Jocelyn's face stiffened, a mix of confusion and concern crossing her features. "Mr. Nicholas can be stubborn, yes, but he's not a bad person."

In the past, Cecilia had felt the same way.

Before Jocelyn could respond, her phone rang.

"She glanced at the screen and saw it was a call from the hospital.

With a hint of confusion, she answered. "Hello, may I ask what's the matter?"

"Is this Jocelyn?" a voice on the other end asked urgently. "Your fiancé has been

in a car accident. You need to come to the hospital immediately."

A car accident?

"Jocelyn's body swayed, her legs almost giving way beneath her.

"All right, all right, I'll be there right away," she stammered, her voice trembling with fear."

She hung up quickly, her hand shaking as she returned her attention to Cecilia. "Ms. Smith, something's come up. I have to go."

Without waiting for a response, Jocelyn turned and rushed off.

How could Yannick have gotten into a car accident?

Jocelyn made her way to the hospital, her mind racing. By the time she arrived, Yannick had already been moved to the general ward. The doctor told her that Re only sustained some superficial injuries.

"Thank you, Doctor," Jocelyn said, her voice filled with relief. After expressing her gratitude, she went to check on Yannick.

He lay in the hospital bed, groaning softly in pain.

The moment he saw Jocelyn approach, he immediately silenced himself. He

refused to show any weakness in front of her.

"Jocelyn, what are you doing here?" he asked.

Jocelyn stepped forward and sat beside him. "I got a call from the hospital."

"Oh, right," Yannick suddenly remembered that he had saved Jocelyn's contact under 'Future Wife Jocelyn' and even set her number as

a priority contact. That was why the hospital had called her first.

Jocelyn's eyes softened as she took in Yannick's pale face, concern creeping into

her tone. "How did this happen? How did you end up in a car accident?"

At the mention of the accident, Yannick's expression darkened with frustration.

"I don't know what happened," he

muttered, clearly agitated. "I was driving just fine when suddenly a taxi came barreling towards me. I managed to swerve in time, or else it would've been much worse."

"Have they found out why the taxi driver did that?" Jocelyn asked, her brow furrowed.

Yannick shrugged dismissively. "Seems like the car just lost control. It's bad luck, that's all. Nothing to worry about."

Jocelyn nodded and was about to say something when she was interrupted by the low rumble of Yannick's stomach.

Yannick looked slightly embarrassed. "I haven't eaten yet."

Without hesitation, Jocelyn picked up her phone. "I'll order some takeout for you." Takeout?

Yannick's lips twitched. My fiancée doesn't seem all that concerned... I get hospitalized, and all she does is order takeout.

But of course, he didn't dare voice that thought. "All right," he said instead.

As Jocelyn scrolled through the delivery app, a notification popped up-a message from the company secretary, asking where she was.