Chapter 232
\nThree Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 232<\/p>\n
Bonnie gave the driver the new destination. The hospital was quite a distance away, and thanks to the heavy traffic, it took her over an hour to get there.<\/p>\n
The moment she stepped out of the elevator, she was hit by the sound of weeping. It was gut-wrenching\u2014the desperate sobs of adults, the wails of a child, and the shaky cries of an elderly person.<\/p>\n
Her heart clenched. She had no idea what had happened, but as she walked toward the room Aiken had mentioned, the crying grew louder.<\/p>\n
She slowed her pace. Inside one of the open rooms, several officers in uniform were standing with their heads bowed, looking as if they wanted to offer comfort but couldn’t find the words.<\/p>\n
She spotted the precinct instructor\u2014the one who had given her a carton of milk the night she was at Aiken’s station. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a little girl in his arms, tears streaming down his face.<\/p>\n
One of their officers had definitely been hurt.<\/p>\n
Taking a deep breath, she forced down the heavy lump in her throat and hurried past the room. She found Aiken’s ward, and seeing the door cracked open, she pushed her way inside.<\/p>\n
The first thing she noticed was an orange Herm\u00e8s bag resting at the foot of the bed.<\/p>\n
She blinked in surprise, realizing there were other people in the room.<\/p>\n
Aiken turned his head. A weak smile graced his pale face when he saw her. “Bonnie. You made it.”<\/p>\n
“This is my mom, Davina, and my older sister, Wendy,” he introduced smoothly. “And this is Bonnie. The one I told you about.”<\/p>\n
Her gaze lingered on the thick bandages wrapped around his head before she offered a polite nod. “It’s nice to meet you.”<\/p>\n
Bonnie didn’t buy it for a second. He looked incredibly weak. “Is it just your head?” she asked softly. “Are you hurt anywhere else?”<\/p>\n
He insisted he was fine, even rolling his shoulders to prove it. She decided to let it slide for now.<\/p>\n
“What do you mean ‘nothing major’? The bruises all over your body don’t count? Does it only matter if you’re bleeding out?” Wendy scoffed, pointing an accusatory finger at him. “Do you even remember how many times you’ve been in here? Even my daughter asked me, ‘Mommy, why is Aiken at the hospital again? Is he a police officer or a doctor?'”<\/p>\n
Hearing his sister mimic her kid’s high-pitched voice made Aiken groan. “I’m fine, seriously. You’re being dramatic. It’s always just minor stuff. The doctor even said I didn’t need to stay overnight, but you forced me to. And as if keeping me locked up wasn’t enough, you’ve been nagging me non-stop for days. Give it a rest.”<\/p>\n
“Oh, so now I’m nagging you? Who do you think has been waiting on you hand and foot these past few days? You weren’t complaining then! Ungrateful jerk.”<\/p>\n
The two of them clearly bickered like this all the time. But Aiken was still battling a wave of dizziness and quickly lost steam. His mother glanced at Bonnie, and seeing she was taking the sibling banter in stride, she walked around the bed to pour Aiken a glass of warm water.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-900","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/kampoengnews.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/900","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/kampoengnews.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/kampoengnews.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/chapter"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/kampoengnews.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=900"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}