Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 463

The car sped down the road. Fortunately, the streets were empty, and they arrived at the hospital quickly.

Bennett pulled up to the entrance, handed the keys to Yvonne, and said, "You go home first. Call me when you get there."

Then he slammed the car door shut and rushed into the hospital.

Emma was being treated in the emergency room. By the time he arrived, she had already regained consciousness and was being moved to a ward for observation.

The doctor's diagnosis was a fainting spell brought on by extreme agitation, nothing life-threatening.

The real reason Frank had called Bennett in such a hurry was that Emma was still furious and wouldn't let him into her room.

Frank was pacing anxiously outside the ward, left with no choice but to call his son for help.

"Bennett, you're here. Go in quickly and see if your mother is feeling any better. And please, try to calm her down. Her health is fragile, getting this angry is bad for her," Frank said, his eyes nearly red with worry.

"What exactly happened? Why did Mom suddenly collapse?" Bennett asked, his voice low.

Frank's expression soured. Knowing he couldn't hide it, he told the truth. "You didn't come home tonight, so it was just me and your mother for Christmas. But then your grandmother showed up unexpectedly, and she brought Vanessa Monroe with her. Your mom got into an argument with them and fainted from the anger."

Bennett's eyes grew cold upon hearing this. Without a word, he pushed open the door to the hospital room.

The door swung open and shut with a soft thud, leaving Frank outside.

Inside the room, Emma was sitting up in bed, attended by their housekeeper, Hedy.

Emma didn't look seriously ill, just pale and upset.

"Finally decided to show up? Why not wait until I'm dead, then you can come back for the funeral," Emma snapped, glaring at her son.

The atmosphere in the room softened instantly. Hedy took the opportunity to bring over a bowl of warm, nourishing broth.

Bennett took the bowl and began to feed Emma with a spoon himself.

Having been rushed to the hospital, Emma hadn't even had a chance to eat dinner. She was starving, and with Bennett feeding her, she managed to finish half the bowl.

"The moment the young master arrives, Madam is happy again," Hedy said, relieved to see Emma finally eating.

"What gave you that idea? I'm not happy at all." Emma retorted, though the harsh lines around her own eyes had softened.

Bennett sat by the bed, keeping Emma company. His phone, which he had placed on the bedside table, buzzed a few times.

Bennett picked it up and saw a text from Yvonne.