Chapter 35 Mommy, Jordan Had an Accident!
The loud crash echoed off the walls of the villa. By the time Britney came to her senses, Jordan was already lying in a pool of his own blood at the end of the stairs, fully passed out. Britney’s face was drained of color as she anxiously circled at her own spot. Before any of the maids appeared, she quickly ran into the bedroom to pretend as if she didn’t know what happened. She took her clothes off as she hurried over to the bed.
Soon enough, the maids’ loud cries filled the villa. “Little Master fell down the stairs!” one said. “Hurry up and call the ambulance. Where’s Young Master?” another asked. “Hurry up and get Young Master!” Boom. The door to the master bedroom was flung open as the maid rushed in to see the man and woman lying on the bed. The maid’s face was pale; she could barely get her words out of her throat.
Britney screamed at the top of her lungs before she quickly covered her body with the sheets. Alexander was startled by this, and he frowned before opening his eyes and turning toward the woman beside him. His face darkened the moment he saw Britney, with her bare shoulders, lying beside him. “What are you doing here?” he asked in an annoyed tone of voice. He was much more sober than he was earlier.
Britney looked sorry for herself as she began to tear up. “Y-You drank too much, Alexander. You insisted that I… I…” Her face was red as she stuttered. He pressed a palm against his forehead as he felt a pounding ache in his head. He couldn’t seem to recall anything that had happened before he got drunk. “What are you doing here, then?” He agitatedly turned toward the maid.
The maid finally snapped back into reality as she hastily explained herself. “L-Little Master fell off the stairs. There’s blood everywhere.”
“What?” Alexander lifted his head up immediately, his face terrifyingly grim. He threw the sheets off him and stormed out of the room without even putting his shoes on. Britney then began to fumble around and put her clothes on before she got out of bed and followed behind him.
Jordan, who had passed out and wouldn’t wake up, was immediately sent by Alexander to the hospital in the middle of the night. Soon enough, Scott was informed of this incident. “What happened?” Scott’s face was filled with anxiety as he stood outside the operation theater. “How did Jordan just fall down the stairs all of a sudden? There were so many maids at home; weren’t they taking care of him?” he asked as he turned around to glare at Alexander.
Alexander didn’t answer Scott’s question. From where he sat on the sofa, Scott could instantly smell the strong scent of alcohol on his body. “How much did you drink? Look at you; do you have the right to be Jordan’s father?” Scott was furious.
“Old Master Duncan, Young Master was just socializing with others. The party tonight was hosted by Melrose’s Chamber of Commerce; he had to be there.” The butler immediately spoke up on behalf of Alexander.
Right after he finished his sentence, the doors to the operation theater opened, and a doctor walked out. Upon that, Alexander quickly got onto his feet. “How’s Jordan, doctor?”
“He fractured his right forearm and dislocated his left arm. The rest of his injuries are just minor grazes, and he didn’t hurt his head. There isn’t much to worry about; kids heal really fast.” Although the doctor’s words sounded reassuring, Scott still felt his heart aching for the young boy. He let out a long sigh once they arrived at the ward that the doctors and nurses had shifted Jordan into. “Poor Jordan has met with so many problems at such a young age. It must hurt to have a fracture when he’s still so young.”
Alexander knitted his brows together and only felt himself calming down once he saw Jordan sleeping soundly. He then turned toward his butler, who worked at the Royal Park villa. “What happened earlier? How exactly did Jordan fall off the stairs?” He’s usually in bed by this time of the night, Alexander thought.
The butler didn’t know what happened either. “I was checking the doors outside when I heard the maids screaming from inside the house. By the time I ran into the living room, Little Master was already on the floor in a pool of his own blood. I asked everyone there; none of them were by his side when the accident happened. I guess he must’ve slipped and fell.”
Alexander’s expression darkened upon hearing this. “I want all of the maids that were working tonight to be fired. Get me a new batch of maids. I can’t have this same incident occurring again.”
“Alright.” The butler nodded.
Meanwhile, Courtney was fast asleep when she heard her bedroom door being opened. Tina rushed over to her, making loud thumps as she ran to Courtney’s bed and pulled her sheets away. “Mommy! Mommy! Something’s happened!”
“What is it?” Courtney was still half-asleep as she forced her eyes open to look at her daughter. “Aren’t you just fine?”
“I’m not talking about me. It’s my brother. My brother had an accident!” Tina cried.
“What brother? Since when did you get yourself a brother?” Courtney was stunned for a moment, but she then shut her eyes slowly before she pulled her sheets over her face. “You must have been dreaming,” she mumbled.
Tina was so anxious that she began to jump on the spot before she grabbed onto Courtney’s arm and attempted to pull her out of bed. “It’s Jordan. Jordan fell off the stairs, and he’s in the hospital now!”
“Nonsense.” Courtney could barely open her eyes as she weakly pushed Tina’s arm away. “I’m really tired. Please let me sleep. You were just dreaming, Tina.” She sounded like she was begging her daughter. How could Jordan possibly fall off a flight of stairs at this time of the night? What is this brat thinking?
Tina furiously stomped her foot on the ground when she saw that her mother still refused to believe her. “I’m going to go out myself if you’re not coming. There are a lot of bad people out at this time of night; you can continue sleeping if you really don’t care about me.” Tina then ran back to her own room.
Initially, Courtney thought that her daughter was just kidding. However, she then got out of bed as she wasn’t certain if Tina was serious. Gosh, this brat is really changing her clothes and packing her bag in her room. “Are you really going out? What time is it?” Courtney combed her fingers through her messy hair as she checked the time. “Oh, my God. It’s 2.00AM. Where are you going?”
“The hospital.” Tina was still fuming as she put her socks on. “You’re so heartless, Mommy. Hmph. I don’t want to talk to you anymore.”
Courtney was utterly speechless as she rested one arm on her hip and another against the door. “What do you mean by that? You’re the weirdo who’s trying to get me to go to the hospital in the middle of the night after you’ve had a bad dream.”
“I wasn’t dreaming. Jordan really fell off the stairs. It’s real.” Tina insisted.
“Fine. Why are you getting all worried just because he fell off the stairs? He’s not even your actual brother; why are you so worried?” Courtney didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at this point.
“Excuse me, Mommy. I’m heading out.” Tina was dressed neatly, her backpack slung over her shoulders as she pushed her mother’s hand away to step out of her bedroom.
“Hey, are you really leaving?” Courtney began to treat things seriously once she saw Tina putting on her shoes at the doorway. “Alright, missy. Give me a minute. Let me change before I take you there.”
“Which hospital is it?” Courtney only realized that she hadn’t asked the question earlier once they finally hailed a cab. “Melrose Medical Center.” The childish yet stern voice echoed in the cab. She sounds like she knows what she’s talking about, huh. Courtney was rather puzzled as she further questioned her daughter. “Wasn’t it just a dream? How did you know that Jordan was admitted to the hospital? Who told you about it?”
Tina pouted. “I just know.”
“What? Ugh, I’m losing my mind.” Courtney was utterly speechless. I must be crazy to follow my daughter out at this time of night.
