Deceiving Her Ears: Ignoring Your Call-Chapter 150: Let Her Try

The medical staff took turns trying, but none of them could make Isaac let go.

They watched as the rescue efforts fell into a deadlock.

Just then, Vanessa suddenly heard her son mumble.

"Little Ear..."

Her expression turned a bit ugly as she looked back at Natalie, who stood a few steps away, looking as if it had nothing to do with her.

"Isaac is calling you. Come try asking him to let go. We can’t keep dragging this out forever."

As she spoke, Vanessa’s tone had a hint of mockery: "You probably want us to get out of here as soon as possible too, don’t you?"

After about a dozen seconds.

Natalie walked over.

Vanessa said to the medical staff, "Let her try."

The group stepped aside to make space for Natalie.

Just goes to show—a mother always knows her son best.

Natalie came up to the sofa, bent down, and as her hand touched the back of Isaac’s hand—that hand, which Vanessa and the staff couldn’t pry open no matter what—suddenly let go of the sofa effortlessly.

The next second,

that hand grabbed Natalie’s hand.

Just like he’d been holding on to the sofa a moment ago, refusing to let go.

Natalie froze, frowned, and tried a few times but still couldn’t get her hand free.

Seeing this, Vanessa made the call: "Leave it. Nat, you go with him—getting Isaac to the hospital is what matters most now."

At least they could get him on the stretcher now.

So, not giving Natalie a chance to refuse, the medical staff sprang into action.

Natalie just ended up following in the ambulance to the hospital.

At the hospital, the doctor gave Isaac a fever-reducing shot and started an IV drip.

Natalie’s hand was still tightly gripped by Isaac; she couldn’t leave, so she could only sit on the chair beside his bed.

Vanessa went out to talk to the doctor; half an hour later, she came back with Ansel Vaughn.

Natalie saw Ansel and nodded slightly as a greeting.

Ansel looked at his son, then at the two hands clasped together, and frowned.

"Call the doctor over and see if they can do something."

Vanessa pursed her lips: "Do what? Chop off Isaac’s hand?"

Ansel sighed and put his arm around his wife’s shoulders: "That’s not what I meant."

"Then what did you mean? Our son’s so sick and you can’t say a single word of concern?"

"How am I not concerned? Didn’t I rush over the minute I heard about it?" Ansel tried to soothe her with his tone.

But Vanessa was still unhappy.

But with Natalie in the room, she couldn’t go overboard and mess up her husband’s image, so she had to drop it for now.

*

Two hours later, Isaac’s IV finished, and he woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Natalie sitting by his hospital bed.

His first reaction was thinking he was dreaming.

"Baby, you’re awake." Vanessa immediately leaned in to check on him. "How are you feeling?"

Natalie tried to pull her hand away.

Isaac wasn’t expecting that and let go.

Natalie immediately stood up, flexing her stiff and sore wrist and fingers.

"If you don’t need anything else, I’ll head out."

She said it with no trace of nostalgia, walked straight for the door, and quickly left.

But Isaac stared at her retreating figure, and even after the door closed, he couldn’t snap out of it.

Vanessa watched her son like this, feeling a pang in her heart.

She held back, but eventually couldn’t stop herself: "Baby, why are you like this? Natalie really has no heart; she’s cold and ruthless."

Isaac came back to his senses, looked at his mom, his voice still hoarse: "She’s not."

Vanessa retorted, "Not what? You’re still defending her after all this. I saw it with my own eyes—when you passed out in front of her house, how did she treat you?"

Isaac remembered, after he collapsed, when he was barely conscious, how she wiped his face and neck with a warm towel, held him, let him rest his head on her lap.

He closed his eyes and his voice was tired: "Mom, I screwed up and hurt her. And she’s not as cold and ruthless as you think—before you arrived, she was the one taking care of me the whole time."

Hearing this, Vanessa’s mouth dropped open in shock, unable to say a word.