"Have you finished the discharge process?" Andrew asked with a furrowed brow, expressing concern. "I haven't done it yet. Your injuries are severe. I still believe you should stay in the hospital for a few more days," he added.Amanda insisted, getting out of bed, "No, I can't stay in the hospital! Francis will be scared if he doesn't see me!""Alright, then. I'll take care of the paperwork for your discharge.""Okay!"After half an hour, Andrew completed the discharge process. Amanda had changed into different clothes, though the splint on her hand was a bit inconvenient. Andrerw carried all the necessary medicine and supplies. As they opened the ward's door, Patrick suddenly appeared at the entrance.Amanda was taken aback at the sight of Patrick. "Pat...""Amanda, what are you up to?" He only realised the extent of Amanda's injuries at that moment. He was so upset that he didn't even notice her broken arm. Perhaps she didn't receive enough paternal affection in her childhood. Never
Upon returning home,Amanda discovered that the house had already been organised, courtesy of Andrew, who had arranged for someone to do it.“Amanda, I think it’s better for you to move! I still have a mansion in Black Hollow Bay. It’s vacant, so you can just move in!”“No, thanks! I've already caused you enough trouble. I shouldn’t disturb you any further.”“How would that be troubling me? The house is empty anyway. It’s perfect for you!”“No, it’s too far from my workplace.”Andrew sighed and ceased insisting. Eventually, he relented, saying, “Okay. Just let me know if you need anything!”“Thank you, Drew!”“There you go again. How many times do I have to tell you that you don’t have to thank me?”Amanda’s expression and emotions became more conflicted upon hearing his remark. “Andrew treats me too well. I just wish I knew how to repay him,” she thought.Upon arriving home, Amanda entered the passcode and opened the door. Betty rushed to the door with red eyes. “Miss Amanda , you're
Dickson tenderly spoke, "Once you've recovered, we'll tie the knot." He caressed Amelia's hair gently.Amelia, tearful, replied, "Okay." In her mind, she reflected, "I almost faced death, but it was worth it!"Her friend’s brother suggested,"'He’ll leave you two alone for a nice talk. We'll head out first.""Sure!" As Stella exited, a joyous smile crossed her face. "Finally, Mr.Dickson is marrying Amelia! Once they're hitched, I'll flaunt it to Mrs. Hannah, Mr Philip,and the others!"Patrick disapproved, "Amelia almost lost her life, and you're thinking of showing off?"Stella defended herself, "The process was scary, but we got a happy ending. Amelia surprised me with some clever tricks, pulling a prank!"Patrick sighed at the response. Upon learning about Amelia, Alison hurried to the hospital.Alison inquired eagerly, "brother,Sister how's Amelia?" She was ready to enter the ward.Stella halted them, advising, "Hold on. Amelia is having a conversation with Mr. Dickson inside. Let's
"I'm a friend of Ms. Amelia, and I came specifically to see her due to hearing about her accident.""Ms. Amelia is in Ward M.""Okay, thanks."With that, Eric hurriedly made his way to Ward M.Upon reaching Ward 8, he noticed Stella and her husband in a disguised form,Patrick and decided not to intrude.After waiting outside for over an hour, Stella and Patrick finally left the ward.Stella went to the restroom, while Patrick went to get food for Amelia and Stella.Seizing the opportunity, Eric slipped into the ward.He deeply missed Amelia, who had recently informed him of her upcoming marriage and desire to end their relationship.That night, filled with intense anger, Eric defied Amelia's wishes and rushed to embrace her, distressed by the news of her accident after not seeing her for days.“Amelia! Amelia!..." Eric exclaimed as he reached her bedside.Upon spotting Eric,Amelia became visibly uneasy. "Why are you here?" she questioned.Ignoring her protests, Eric hugged her and exp
After more than ten days of rest in her hospital ward, Amelia's wrist wound had mostly healed. The day had come for her to be discharged, and Patrick, Stella, and Dickson all arrived to pick her up.Inquiring about their plans, Stella asked Dickson, "Now that Amelia is out of the hospital, what's the plan for your marriage?"Dickson managed a faint smile and replied, "We intend to choose a wedding gown in a few days, but only after Amelia has fully recovered. Then, we'll select an auspicious date for the engagement."Stella couldn't help but twitch her mouth slightly upon hearing his response. "An engagement? What's the point of getting engaged? Why not skip all that and go straight for the marriage certificate?" she pondered. However, she refrained from expressing these thoughts, knowing that pushing the matter would reflect poorly on her friend."Okay, then. You two call the shots. As your elders, we'll only offer our advice when needed. Let's hop in," Stella conceded.The driver op
Eric, I'm about to tie the knot. Let's cut ties for good. Here's $50,000 on this card as a token of appreciation. Please respect my decision and refrain from reaching out in the future.Eric took a drag from his cigarette and exhaled towards Amelia. "I don't want your money, Amelia. I just want you."While Amelia was getting ready, she remarked irritably, "You know, Eric, I'm entering into the Dickson family, and you can't provide the happiness I seek. If you truly care about me, don't obstruct my path to happiness."Eric sprung to his feet, embracing her once more. "I won't stand in your way, Amelia. I won't hinder your marriage into the Anderson family. I just hope we can keep our connection. Even if you're married, feel free to reach out...""No chance! That would only put my life in danger!" Amelia rejected his desires outright."But, Amelia..."Before anything else could unfold, Amelia had already finished getting herself together and hurriedly left the sushi bar.In contrast to
"Why worry about being engaged? Men cheating is quite common.""Exactly. Engagement is no big deal. Even if you're married, you can always get a divorce.""There's a saying that where there's a will, there's a way.""Let's go and greet Mr. Dickson!""I wouldn't dare. I'm not that confident.""I'll go if you don't!""I'll go too."Consequently, a few attractive women, each holding a glass, approached Dickson in groups. Observing this, the other two hurriedly grabbed glasses and joined them.Certainly, given Dickson's status, many women were eager to be his partner. Upon Dickson's arrival at the venue, he chose not to speak and headed directly to a corner, taking a seat. A few bodyguards promptly positioned themselves on the sides, creating a semi-circular formation."Mr. Dickson, h*llo. I am...""Mr. Dickson doesn't drink. Thank you!" Two bodyguards swiftly halted the woman."I just wanted to say h*llo to Mr. Dickson!" Despite her protest, the bodyguards remained silent and prevented t
"Daniel, I really can't handle any more drinks...""Mandy, are you drunk?" Daniel’s voice carried a hint of ambiguity. Drawing closer, he gently embraced Amanda's head, allowing her to rest on his shoulder. Amanda’s mind felt hazy, her body overcome with heat and weakness. Despite others socialising nearby, no one dared to intervene or inquire."Mandy..." Daniel softly held Amanda’s hand. Before he could take any action, someone seized Daniel, gripping the back of his collar. Startled, Daniel turned to look, only to be met with a powerful punch to the face."Ah..." Daniel groaned as his glasses were knocked away, blood spurting from his nose. Shocked onlookers approached to witness the scene. Amanda, still in a daze, attempted to stand and intervene, but her drunken state kept her on the sofa. "Dickson...""Bang!" Dickson, still seething with anger, forcefully pulled Daniel up from the sofa and landed another powerful punch."Why did you hit him?" The security guards stepped forward o