Just then, Jaxen’s voice interrupted from the doorway, saying, “Katelyn, I’m here.”

All eyes in the room shifted to Jaxen.

Surprised, Katelyn responded, “How did you arrive so quickly?”

“Only a few minutes had passed since I sent the message,” Katelyn explained.

“I was near the hospital entrance, so I got here quickly,” Jaxen explained.

Katelyn nodded, understanding his prompt arrival.

When Jaxen’s gaze met Lise’s, it was filled with icy disdain. He said sharply, “You’ve got some nerve.”

Lise frowned at his cold look.

“You shouldn’t be here. Leave now. My ex-husband is already in the hospital. Isn’t that enough for you?” Lise’s anxiety was evident. Without Neil, she feared losing her protection.

While Neil was still alive, she was determined to secure her future safety. These considerations were critical for her.

Jaxen responded with a derisive laugh.

“You sure have a lot of ex-husbands.”

“Jaxen! I admit to past mistakes, driven by genuine emotions. I’m not promiscuous. Your words are offensive!” Lise retorted sharply, her anger evident in her glare.

Jaxen found Lise’s hypocrisy utterly disgusting.

Katelyn observed Jaxen’s demeanor quietly. A realization struck her, prompting her to stay silent, anticipating his next move.

Neil, appearing too feeble to intervene, merely observed the exchange with labored breathing.

Jaxen, though silent, extended a file folder to Neil.

“Neil, don’t mistake this for great kindness. I simply can’t bear to watch you be deceived.” Katelyn’s brow creased at his statement. His intention wasn’t kindness. In fact, he would likely relish any ensuing chaos. He was quite dissatisfied with Neil’s act of getting Lise out of prison.

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Upon seeing the file folder, Lise was struck by a sense of dread. She lunged forward in an attempt to snatch the folder, screaming, “What are you doing? He’s in this condition, and you still come here to trouble him!”

However, just as Lise reached for it, Jaxen quickly withdrew the folder, leaving her grasping at the air.

They were positioned on opposite sides of the hospital bed. With the folder now out of reach, Lise’s anxiety intensified. She was convinced that its contents would be harmful to her. She called out sharply, “Jaxen!”

Unperturbed, Jaxen just smirked and retorted, “Feeling worried? Today, everyone will see the truth about you.” His tone was sharp and unsympathetic.

Anger flushed Lise’s face a deep red.

All the while, Neil had been observing Jaxen, intrigued by the contents of the folder. He coughed deliberately and said weakly, “Mr. Lawrence, please hand it to me.”

Jaxen looked at the enraged Lise, smirked again, and chose to open the folder, laying the documents out before Neil.

Seeing the content, Neil’s eyes widened, filled with shock and disbelief.

“Th-this…” Cough, cough, cough! Neil’s body convulsed with a violent fit of coughing, his swollen, flushed face now an alarming shade of crimson.

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