Chapter: 831

“Yeah, during the time you've been away, the relationship between Norah and my family has improved. Otherwise, my dad wouldn't have been able to bag projects from the Scott family..."

Luna immediately bragged about the strong ties between her family and the Scott family. She knew this was essential to preventing the divorce.

She would never divorce Dooley and become a laughingstock. Even though the path Luna had chosen was covered with thorns, she was willing to walk through it on her knees.

As expected, Dooley believed Luna and assured her that if his company could collaborate with the Scott family, he would never bring up divorcing her again.

Luna disconnected the call and her fingers tightened around her phone She felt that today's situation was taking a step back for better future communication. By interacting more, her bond with Norah would surely strengthen.

Luna put her phone in her purse and looked for Shayla in the stairwell. But the moment she spotted her, she was horrified and screamed out loud.

“Shayla! Help! I need help!"

Her sharp sound echoed in the stairwell.

Norah left the hospital and handed the apples she was carrying to a janitor seated by the edge of the green belt. The janitor's sincere thanks brought a smile to her face.

She was about to head to the parking lot since Sean had mentioned he'd be working late and couldn't meet her after her shift, prompting her to drive herself.

Then, she heard a commotion coming from inside the hospital.

"I heard a little girl fell off the building! She's covered in blood."

"God! Is she still alive? Which floor did she fall from?"

"I'm not sure. Let's go see."

"How terrible. She looks to be just over two years old."

Norah stopped in her tracks. With such a crisis unfolding at the hospital, she felt pushed to act and not just walk away. She joined the crowd heading back inside.

Previously, when Joanna had been attacked by a lunatic individual in the hospital lobby, Norah had only Learned about it through rumors after work and had confirmed it was Joanna only upon checking herself.

By the time she reached the scene, doctors were already there, carefully transferring the little girl from the balcony to a stretcher.

The hospital stairwells each had low windows for ventilation, generally locked or left slightly open. There was a protruding balcony on the first floor. The small body, bloodied and still, lay there, showing only a slight movement of the chest indicating she was still breathing.

A child's body is so delicate. Falling from the third floor, it appeared she had hit her head; the amount of blood suggested a severe injury.

“Shayla, wake up, look at me, look at Mommy."

A nurse intervened to calm the agitated Luna. "Please don't interfere with the doctors. Thank you for cooperating, ma'am, please step back."

Outside the hospital, doctors were meticulously moving the girl, being careful not to worsen her condition.

Bystanders gathered around, drawn to the chaos.