Wrong Marriage and Sweet Love

In the following days, life resumed its normalcy. Joyce and Luther had been preoccupied with their work lately, to the point where Joyce hadn’t checked in with JK Intelligence Technology Company for quite some time. Luther, too, had entrusted the entire group to his assistant, Casey, although there were still some matters that required his personal signature. During these days, they were both busy with their respective work.

Anderson and Alisha had taken a two-day break at home, arranged by Luther, in preparation for their enrollment at Dewey Noble Kindergarten. The school had been notified, and they heard that Kiki and Westbrook would be returning to the kindergarten soon. It would be lively with more people around.

On this particular morning, after having breakfast at home, Joyce hugged Alisha, bid farewell to Anderson, and left their two children under the care of Cecelia. Then, she headed to her own company.

While on the way, she received a phone call from her personal physician, Jamie. Joyce was puzzled. Why would Jamie contact her? She had been so busy lately that she almost forgot about rescuing Munin from the sea.

She answered the call. Jamie said, “Mrs. Warner, you asked me to take care of Munin. He suddenly fainted this morning. I noticed his lips turning purple, and his heartbeat was irregular. I suspect he might have some kind of heart condition. The treatment options at home are limited, so I think he should be taken to the hospital for examination. Can you arrange for a hospital affiliated with the warlord? I will take him there now for the check-up.”

Joyce was taken aback. “What does drowning have to do with a heart condition?”

“There’s no direct connection between the two. After Munin drowned, he did contract a lung infection, and he has been running a fever for the past few days. I administered intravenous fluids, and he was improving. However, he experienced a sudden change this morning. When I asked him, he couldn’t remember if he had any underlying medical conditions or had undergone any surgeries. So, it’s better to have him checked at the hospital just in case,” Jamie explained.

Joyce responded, “Alright, you take him to the warlord’s affiliated hospital. I will call the hospital authorities and ask them to arrange a VIP ward, while keeping it as discreet as possible.”This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

“Okay, I’ll take him there immediately,” Jamie said before hanging up the phone.

Joyce parked the car on the side of the road after driving for a while. She dialed the director’s number of the warlord’s affiliated hospital. The medical matters were trivial compared to the need for confidentiality, especially since they still didn’t know who might be targeting Munin. After making the arrangements, Joyce originally intended to go directly to her own company. However, upon second thought, she decided to visit Munin. Despite Luther’s arrangements for his accommodation, guards, and doctors since they parted ways by the shore, she hadn’t personally visited him.

With that in mind, she started the car again and made a U-turn at the intersection, heading straight to the hospital.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Jamie was already there, a step ahead of her. Munin had already been taken to the CT scan room through the green channel for a thorough examination.

Seeing Joyce walking towards him with her pregnant belly, Jamie expressed concern, “Why did you come in person? Just wait for my updates.”

Joyce replied, “I came to visit him. I haven’t been here in the past few days.”

Jamie shrugged and said, “We barely know each other. You have already saved a life, there’s no need for this.”

Joyce smiled and said, “I’ll just take a look and leave. I just can’t help feeling a bit worried.”

“Alright,” Jamie shrugged again. He had witnessed Joyce’s kind and compassionate nature.

Joyce asked, “In the days I haven’t been here, how’s his mental state? Have the police taken his statement?”

Jamie responded, “The police came twice and asked all the necessary questions, but there haven’t been any new developments. Munin hasn’t recalled any new information either. His mental state has been consistently poor, and I suspect he has a chronic condition that hasn’t been fully cured. Even after the fever subsided, his complexion remains somewhat pale, and there’s a hint of bluishness on his lips. That’s why I suspect it’s related to his heart.”

“Oh, so that’s how it is. He’s really lucky, considering if he had a heart condition. After being in the sea all day, he managed to be rescued, which is no easy feat,” Joyce sighed, glancing towards the CT room. “It’s really tough for him.”

After a while, the door of the CT room opened, and a doctor pushed Munin out.

Clint lay on the hospital bed, tilting his head. When he saw Joyce, his eyes immediately lit up. After several days, he finally saw her again.

He quickly propped himself up from the bed and said, “You’re here. I’m fine, just passed out suddenly.”

Joyce stopped him from getting up. “Don’t move, take good care of yourself.”

At this moment, Jamie asked the doctor, “How are the test results? The images should be available by now. He has amnesia and doesn’t remember his underlying conditions. Perhaps he has daily medications that he shouldn’t stop taking. We need to find out to avoid any delays.”

The doctor replied, “Your speculation is correct. The patient indeed has congenital heart disease.”

Clint pretended to frown. “I have a heart condition? Is it serious? I can’t remember anything.”

The doctor answered, “You probably had a heart condition since childhood, a condition where blood flows from right to left. Such patients usually exhibit cyanosis. I suspect it’s most likely Tetralogy of Fallot, which is a combination of pulmonary stenosis, overriding aorta, and ventricular septal defect.”

Joyce was shocked; it sounded serious. She quickly asked, “Is it dangerous?”

The doctor continued, “This condition would have manifested during childhood. The CT scan just now showed that the patient had undergone surgery a long time ago. It’s most likely corrective surgery for Tetralogy of Fallot, which corrects the deformity of the heart, reducing the mixing of venous and arterial blood, alleviating the patient’s breathing difficulties and fainting episodes. General, don’t worry, the surgery does not affect normal life. However, the patient may be slightly weaker than an average person and requires careful attention every day. I believe this time the patient may have suffered a great ordeal, leading to heart failure, coupled with suddenly stopping the medication he should have been taking for his heart. Naturally, fainting episodes would occur again.”

Clint pretended to frown, looking puzzled.

In fact, he knew his own body best. He didn’t have the robust physique of a healthy person. Since childhood, he couldn’t engage in high-intensity sports. It was his deepest pain. That’s why he wanted to obtain everything-power, status, wealth, connections. Originally, he would have smoothly inherited the throne. But Reuben suddenly became his competitor, and coupled with the incident of obtaining the anti-electromagnetic pulse schematics, he failed once again.

He had to personally come to Khebury and meet the first female marshal in the history of military warlords. She was truly extraordinary.

This time, he went undercover himself, deployed personally, determined to get what he wanted.