Chapter 182

Chapter 182

The two of them carried their things back to the hospital, where the doctor was already waiting with the test results.

His expression was much more relaxed than when he first met Amelia.

Emily immediately stepped forward, asking anxiously.

"Doctor, how is my mom?"

William stood beside her, his expression calm, though his gaze also fell on the doctor.

The doctor pushed up his glasses, a relieved smile appearing on his face.

"Ms. Johnson, Mr. Brown. I have good news. Although Mrs. Johnson's brain nerve damage is severe, it hasn't reached an irreversible stage. Our treatment plan here is very mature. Through systematic treatment, medication control, and psychological intervention, we can control her condition and reduce her episodes to a minimum. She can live almost like a normal person."

"Really?"

Emily's eyes lit up instantly, her voice choking with emotion.

"Doctor, is that really true? Can she really get better?"

The doctor nodded affirmatively, a gentle smile on his lips.

"Yes, it's true. As long as the patient cooperates with treatment, takes medication on time, and maintains emotional stability, she can eat, sleep, take walks, and chat like an ordinary person. She won't have frequent episodes of mania or suicidal behavior anymore."

Emily was too excited to speak.

She gripped William's hand tightly, her body trembling slightly.

This was wonderful—Amelia finally had hope!

Their efforts hadn't been in vain.

Just as Emily was overjoyed, the doctor added in a serious tone.

"However, there's one thing I must be honest with you about. Mrs. Johnson becoming like this must have a reason. According to what you've told us, it should be what you call an inner demon. Only by resolving her psychological knot can she truly recover. We can treat physical problems through various methods. But the psychological aspect still requires your cooperation."

The smile on Emily's face froze, a trace of difficulty flashing in her eyes.

Of course she hoped Brian could face the consequences he deserved.

But now she was abroad and didn't know where he was, so there was simply no way to bring him to justice.

William noticed Emily's disappointment and immediately squeezed her hand gently, comforting her in a low voice.

"Don't worry. I told you, what he owes you both, I'll get back for you. You just need to focus on staying with Amelia during her treatment. Leave the rest to me."

His tone was firm and strong, giving Emily unlimited confidence.

Emily nodded, her lips curving slightly upward.

The hospital arranged a temporary observation room, and no one needed to stay overnight.

William, using the hospital regulation that no overnight care was needed as an excuse, took Emily to a nearby high-end partner hotel to rest.

At the front desk, William pulled out a special room card.

Seeing this, the receptionist immediately understood, saying with a smile.

"I'm sorry, sir and madam, rooms are tight tonight. We only have one luxury suite left."

Emily frowned, and before she could speak, she heard William beside her ask.

"Does the luxury suite have multiple rooms?"

Of course he knew what a luxury suite was like - he was only saying this to put Emily at ease.

"Yes, it does."

The receptionist smiled, her curious gaze sweeping over Emily.

"Would you two like to stay at the hotel?"

"One room is fine, we'll make do for the night."

Emily nodded without thinking much of it.

Her mind was full of Amelia's condition, and she had no energy to worry about other things.

Besides, the suite had more than one room anyway.

After completing the check-in procedures, William took Emily's hand, grabbed the room card, and led her upstairs to open the door.

The room was spacious and luxurious. Standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, they could overlook the city's night view.

A soft large bed sat in the center, and the atmosphere somehow became a bit ambiguous.

Emily stood there, not knowing what to do with her hands and feet.

Her cheeks felt warm, and she spoke awkwardly, trying to make conversation.

"Do you want to shower first, or should I?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, she immediately regretted it.

Although Emily didn't mean anything by it, it sounded too strange.

It was like...

Emily's face instantly turned bright red, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into. She quickly waved her hands to explain.

"That's not what I meant, I just..."

William watched her shy and flustered appearance and couldn't help but chuckle.

His voice was magnetic and alluring, with a deliberately lowered intimacy.

"It's okay, you go wash first. After all that traveling, relax properly. I'll handle some work messages, won't take long."

Emily nodded and fled like she was escaping, grabbing her pajamas and quickly walking into the bathroom, locking the door behind her.

Leaning against the door, she could still hear her heart pounding.

She patted her burning cheeks and shook her head, trying not to overthink.

Emily ran the water, preparing to shower.

Outside the door, William was originally sitting on the sofa looking at his phone, but his gaze was unconsciously drawn toward the bathroom.

The next second, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he froze in place.

The bathroom wall was made with transparent glass!

The scene inside was completely visible.

He could even clearly see Emily taking off her jacket, revealing the delicate line of her neck, and then...

William's breath caught, his mind instantly heating up, all the blood in his body rushing to his head.

He quickly looked away, cursing himself as a "bastard."

Watching like this was too much; it was disrespectful to Emily.

Reason told him to look away, but his eyes seemed magnetized, unable to move.

The light was soft, reflecting off Emily's fair, delicate skin.

She wasn't really doing anything, yet it was as if she was doing everything.

William's Adam's apple bobbed, his palms breaking out in a fine sweat, his heartbeat racing so fast it nearly burst through his chest.

While apologizing frantically in his mind, he couldn't control himself from looking at Emily.

In the bathroom, Emily was completely unaware.

After learning that Amelia still had hope of recovery, her mood had relaxed.

Now, as she showered, she was even humming a little tune.

After removing all her clothes, Emily squeezed body wash into her palm, gently rubbing it into foam, about to apply it to her body—

Her gaze inadvertently lifted and met that burning yet flustered stare through the glass window.

Their eyes met.

Emily froze completely, her mind going blank.

She looked down at herself, then at William outside the glass window, stunned for a full several seconds.

The next second, a sharp scream tore from her throat, almost lifting the roof.

"Ahhh—!"

She scrambled to hide, and in her panic, her foot slipped. Her body instantly lost balance and fell heavily toward the floor.

A dull thud.

Seeing this, William's face changed drastically. He jumped up and rushed toward the bathroom without thinking.

"Emily!"