Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 187 Drake saw the news report of the incident and watched videos captured by bystanders online.

The footage of Thalia fighting her attackers made his heart clench.

Before he could process that sight, he watched as she was loaded into an ambulance.

His chest tightened painfully.

He tried calling Thalia several times from his assistant's phone, but no one answered.

Frantic with worry, Drake abandoned his work and rushed to the hospital.

Not knowing which hospital Thalia had been taken to, he checked three facilities near the incident location, frantically inquiring at each until he finally spotted familiar faces outside an emergency room at the last hospital.

He hurried over, his composure shattered, and grabbed Asher's arm. "Blackwood, how is she? How's Thalia?" As he gripped Asher's arm, Drake felt something wet and sticky. Looking down, he saw his hand covered in blood and recoiled in shock.

Asher withdrew his arm, his eyes icy as he responded coldly: "Still in surgery." "What happened? Witnesses online said the victim was shot-how did the attackers get a gun?" Drake asked, then suddenly realized: "Was it Malfoy? Has Malfoy cfor revenge?" Asher's eyes flashed with dangerous intensity as he snapped: "Shut up. You're being loud." Drake's temper flared. "Blackwood, if you can't protect her, why do you keep pursuing her? If it weren't for you, she wouldn't repeatedly find herself in danger!" His voice echoed through the corridor, prompting a passing nurse to reprimand them: "This is a hospital! Keep it down!" Drake lowered his voice but continued to glare at Asher with undisguised hatred.

"Haven't you done enough damage? Why keep involving her? Is the great Blackwood heir so incompetent that he can't even protect the woman he claims to love? What good are you? You once toldI wasn't worthy of Thalia, that I had no right to love her-but what about you? What right do you have?" Asher's jaw tightened as he absorbed Drake's accusations. His hands clenched into fists, but he remained silent.

It was true.

98.9% Chapter 187 He couldn't protect the woman he loved.

What right did he have to claim he loved her? His Lia had been hurt repeatedly because of him. His love had beca burden.

A sharp, spreading pain gripped Asher's heart, making it difficult to breathe.

"That's enough, Drake," Victoria intervened, pulling him away. "Who are you to criticize? Thalia suffered plenty of harm while she was with you too. Neither of you has the moral high ground here." Drake lowered his head, falling silent.

The corridor lapsed back into a tense quiet, As darkness fell outside, the knot of anxiety tightened in everyone's chest.

Catherine and Andrew Blackwood arrived after hearing about Thalia's condition.

Catherine genuinely liked Thalia as a daughter-in-law and was deeply distressed to learn of her critical injuries. When she noticed the blood on Asher's hand, her concern intensified.

"Asher, you're injured too. Please get it treated," she urged.

Her gaze dropped to the floor, where a disturbing pattern of blood droplets had formed. Her face paled. "Asher, your wound looks serious. You need medical attention immediately!" Asher had been at the hospital for over an hour, his wound bleeding steadily while he ignored it completely. "It's nothing-just a scratch,” he replied hoarsely.

"You've lost far too much blood for it to be 'nothing'!" Catherine walked briskly toward the end of the corridor. "Nurse! Nurse!" Shortly after, Catherine returned with a nurse.

"Please take him to treat that wound," she requested.

Asher remained motionless, staring at the illuminated "Surgery in Progress" sign with vacant eyes.

Catherine wiped away a tear and gave Asher a gentle push. "Go and get it bandaged. You don't want Thalia to see you like this when she wakes up." This seemed to reach him.

Chapter 187 He nodded slightly and finally followed the nurse.

Victoria watched him leave and sighed deeply, What a star crossed pair they were.

After Asher departed, Catherine forcefully pulled Andrew aside. "Cwith me. Now." Her demeanor was unyielding as she dragged her husband outside the hospital, her lips pressed tightly together, eyes blazing with anger.

Several medical staff and nurses gave them curious glances as they passed.

"What are you doing? Let go!" Andrew shook off Catherine's hand once they were outside, A sharp SLAP echoed in the air.

Catherine had struck him across the face.

"Have you lost your mind?" Andrew shouted.

Catherine's anger erupted. "I've lost my mind? If you hadn't been so irresponsible-getting that woman pregnant and then being too soft-hearted to prevent that bastard child from being born-none of this would be happening! Do you realize Malfoy nearly killed our son today?" Andrew's face darkened. "How could I have known what kind of man Malfoy would grow up to be? Blamingnow is pointless!" "Andrew!" Catherine pointed her finger accusingly. "You're the source of all this! Everything stems from your actions, yet you stand there as if you bear no responsibility!" Andrew's eyes reddened with anger. "Fiona lied toabout having an abortion. She concealed the pregnancy and went abroad to have the child. What could I have done? I only found out after Malfoy was born. Even tigers don't devour their young-were you expectingto kill my own son?" Catherine's tears flowed freely in her anger. "So instead, you've allowed your illegitimate son to try to kill Asher! Isn't Asher your son too? You created this nightmare!"

"Ha!" Andrew laughed bitterly. "I created this? When I begged you all to let Malfoy cback to the Blackwood family, to beacknowledged properly, you threatened to kill yourself! My father threatened to disown me! If Malfoy had grown up within the Blackwood family, would he have fallen in with the Russian criminal underworld? Would he harbor such hatred toward Asher?" "Well done!" Catherine's laugh was hysterical. "Now it's our fault, is it? I was blind to marry such a heartless creature! Andrew, I want a divorce!" "Have you gone mad?" Andrew's face darkened. "Malfoy has been arrested, and Asher is safe. Why are you talking about divorce now?" vald Diggor is Actually A True Heiress 99.2% Chap 127 *Because at your core, you're a cold, unfeeling man." Catherine's voice had grown quieter, her anger giving way to a deeper contempt.

"You're the root cause of all this, yet you absolve yourself completely. Because of your past mistakes, our son nearly lost his life, and the Winters family almost lost everything. Yet here you stand, blamingfor threatening suicide? Maming your parents for not accepting Malfoy? Andrew, do you have any conscience left at all?" Andrew's face was grim as he remained silent.

Catherine stared at him, her eyes cold as ice. "Andrew," she said softly, "the person Malfoy should have sought revenge against was you." With those words, she turned and walked away.

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