Chapter 1307 To The Morgue
Lowering his eyes, Silas sighed. “Although I understand your feelings, Dr. Baker, I’m sorry to say that I wasn’t deceiving you. Jacqueline’s really dead, and her body has already been transported to Stanford Hospital.”
Stanford Hospital also happened to be Stanley’s previous place of employment.
When he heard Silas’ words, Jackson felt like his heart was being crushed. It hurt so much that it left him feeling short of breath.
He held the phone in a vice-like grip. “Why? How could it have happened so quickly? It was you lot who killed her, am I right?”
All along, Jackson was aware that Shane had no intentions of handing Jacqueline over to the police and that the man sought to procure justice for himself.
Hence, he thought it highly possible that Shane could have killed Jacqueline.
That got Silas’ brow bunched up into a frown. “You’ve misunderstood us, Dr. Baker. Although we did indeed plan to kill her, we aren’t responsible for it. She was the one who took her own life.”
“Took her own life?” Jackson’s eyes narrowed asudden in skepticism. “How… Why would Jacqueline kill herself?”
“That’s the truth of the matter, Dr. Baker. Ms. Graham knew that we are not going to let her off, so out of desperation, she chose to take matters into her own hands. Seeing how much you loved her, you ought to know as well as anyone her prideful and conceited nature. How would someone like that ever allow herself to be subjected to the judgment of others?” Silas said.
Mouth agape, Jackson was rendered speechless because he knew it was as Silas described. Jacqueline’s arrogance and egocentricity meant that she would rather die than place herself at the mercy of another.
So, Jacqueline must have really taken her own life!
That realization left Jackson dumbstruck. He sunk his head so low that no one could see the expression on his face.
His quiet sniffles, though, betrayed the fact that he was weeping.
That did not elude Silas, who could do little except sigh in response for he understood why Jackson cried so piteously. How could anyone not do so upon the death of one’s own beloved? Although Dr. Baker had stated that he was not in love with Jacqueline anymore and would not see her again, he could not have just let go of his feelings within such a short time.
Hence, it was no surprise how Jackson emotional state wound up a mess in response to Jacqueline’s passing.
With that in mind, Silas thumbed up the glasses on his nose bridge and tried to offer up some words of consolation. “I understand your sorrow, Dr. Baker, but she’s gone. Please do restrain your grief.”
“Restrain my grief?” Jackson gave a bitter laugh.
How could I take it easy when the love of my life is dead?
“Did you say that Jacqueline is now at the Stanford Hospital?” Jackson stood to his feet, sounding rather hoarse.
Silas affirmed it with a nod. “Yes. She had been sent to the Stanford Hospital morgue not too long ago.”
Jackson asked no more and ended the call outright. Then, he removed his glasses to wipe away his own tears. Picking up his pace, he raced in the direction of the elevator and made his way out of the hospital without even changing out of the surgery attire he had on. He flagged down a ride that took him to the Stanford Hospital.
On the other end, Silas was not too surprised to find himself being hung up on as it was a scenario he had already foresaw when Jackson asked about Jacqueline’s whereabouts.
Dr. Baker must be on his way to Stanford Hospital by now.
Sighing, Silas went on to inform Shane of this development.
Natalie had just stepped out of the showers when she saw Shane changing out of his sleepwear and into his leisure wear. She could not contain her astonishment. “It’s already so late, Darling. Are you still headed somewhere?”
Seeing him change out of his attire close to bedtime all of a sudden, she could not imagine for what purpose he might be doing unless he was going out.
Lifting his chin, Shane made no attempt to deny this. “Jackson has already learned that Jacqueline is dead. Silas said that he seemed distraught, and is currently on the way to Stanford Hospital to see her body. I’m going to go over to make sure that he doesn’t do anything stupid.”
Although he had fallen out with Jackson, they had been friends since they were little, so there’s no way he could have left him alone.
“I see. Then, I shall come along as well,” said Natalie upon that realization.
“You should stay in. The weather is too cold outside. I’ll be back soon.” Walking up to her, Shane reached out to gently ruffle her hair.
