I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away
Chapter 393: Critical Condition

Joy Chaucer feigned concern as she said, "Please, come in. My mother had a sudden attack, she just collapsed at home, and I'm really worried." "How did it get so serious?" Julian walked towards the room.

Stella pulled him back, signaling him to follow behind. What was he rushing for?

Stella's jealousy was ever-present.

Reluctantly, Julian trailed behind as they entered. Chloe also went in to visit.

Bianca was groggy but awakened when she heard voices. She looked at Julian and Stella, managing a weak smile. "You're here."

"Bianca, how could your health get so bad again, back in the hospital?" Stella appeared genuinely concerned and upset seeing Bianca in that state.

"I'm old, not much use anymore," Bianca chuckled weakly. "How are things going with Terry? And Meredith?"

Julian replied, "There's been a breakthrough with Terry's situation. That woman, Marry, she changed her statement. She admitted to slandering Terry."

Stella couldn't hide her pride. "Meredith is fine, quite capable. She managed to turn things around in just one day."

"That's good to hear," Bianca said, attempting to sit up.

Immediately, Joy Chaucer raised the hospital bed and adjusted a pillow behind Bianca's head. "Mom, feeling any better?"

"Yes," Bianca nodded, noticing the power of attorney in Joy Chaucer's hand but said nothing.

"Bianca, what's been happening with you? Even with age, you shouldn't be in and out of the hospital twice in one month," Stella commented. "Look at you, so thin, dark circles under your eyes, like those characters in TV dramas... like you've been poisoned."

Stella's offhand remark startled Joy Chaucer, who quickly intervened, "Mom needs to rest. Maybe you should visit another day when she's better."

"That works," Julian said. "Bianca, take care of yourself. We'll visit you again soon. Don't worry, just focus on recovering with the doctors' help." Bianca nodded, and Julian and Stella left.

"Mom, here's the power of attorney. Just sign here," Joy Chaucer urged, handing Bianca the document and a pen, eager for her to sign.

Bianca looked at Joy Chaucer with a complex expression. Chloe chimed in, "Bianca, please sign."

Slowly, Bianca reached for the pen and weakly wrote her name. Joy Chaucer watched intently, pleased, knowing that once signed, she would be the acting director, in control of everything.

But Bianca's frail condition made even writing difficult. Just as she was about to finish, her condition worsened suddenly-a severe coughing fit ensued, and the heart monitor beeped alarmingly. "Mom, Mom!" Joy Chaucer cried out, not out of concern for Bianca's worsening health but because the signature was incomplete. "You missed a letter."

Suddenly, Bianca convulsed, a salty taste in her throat, followed by a spray of blood.

Julian and Stella, hearing the commotion, rushed back to see Bianca vomiting blood.

"Bianca, Bianca!" Julian was frantic.

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Stella screamed for a doctor, "Doctor, doctor, quick, she's vomiting blood!" Chloe was in a panic.

A doctor quickly entered, ushering the family out to begin emergency treatment.

Joy Chaucer clutched the nearly completed power of attorney, frustrated at being just one signature short.

Stella, turning back, caught Joy Chaucer's eye on the document, realizing it was incomplete. She instantly understood everything.

"Joy Chaucer, your mother is this sick, and you're not even concerned. You're worried about the unfinished signature," Stella accused, seeing her as nothing but a heartless opportunist.

Joy Chaucer defended herself, "I am worried about my mother, of course, I am. But with the company in chaos and her sudden collapse, it's tough to explain to the board."

"What's there to explain? She's dying, and that's what concerns you?" Stella was visibly annoyed with Joy Chaucer.

Chloe was at a loss for words.

Then, the doctor came out and addressed Stella, "Mrs. Sterling, the patient wishes to see you."