"I don't understand, Mr. Yaleman. What do you mean?" Sean was silent as a glint flashed across his eyes. It seemed that he had made up his mind. "Ask the doctor to send the medicine to my room later, and tell him to be on 24-hour standby." "Ah? Send them to your room?" Reuben asked in a puzzled tone. Sean picked Eli up and walked outside. Reuben understood now. Sean was going to carry Eli back to his room. He had a peculiar feeling in his heart, and for some reason, he could not seem to ignore it. He lowered his head. ...... Eli was still asleep even after a glucose drip and an amino acid infusion. She started murmuring in her sleep, "Mom, it's painful. My hand hurts." Sean immediately massaged her stump. Her hand was limp, swollen, and red. "My hands...," Eli muttered with tears streaming down her face. Sean was a little distressed. He wiped the tears from her face and said, "You will have one in the future. Medicine is advan
"It's because you had nothing. I said those words because I was worried that you would continue to pester me," Eli found an excuse. "You didn't fall in love with me when I was the President. I'm sure that you aren't someone who values money and status," Sean said firmly. "You have a wife. I can't possibly fall in love with you." "I don't have a wife, and I'm rich and powerful now, so you should fall in love with me, yes?" Sean said enigmatically as he examined Eli's expression. His words made sense. It seemed that she had just dug herself a hole. Eli was silent for fifteen seconds. Sean gave her time to think it through. "... Don't you think that my heart hurt whenever you torture me like that?" Eli rejected him euphemistically. "Your heart hurts?" Sean said as he fixed his gaze on her. No, she shouldn't have put it that way. If she told him that, wouldn't that mean that she still loved him? She made a mistake as she was nervous.
"Mr. Yaleman has asked you to change your clothes, and we will help you to do your makeup," the head housemaid said politely. Eli was uneasy. She looked around and asked, "Where's Reuben?" "Mr. Reuben is busy with other things. Please change your clothes, Miss Wayne. Please don't make things difficult for us," the head housemaid said with a smile. Eli saw that there were too many of them. She would be embarrassed if they were to force her to do what they said. Hence, she got up as the maid came over to help her undress. Eli felt extremely awkward, but there was nothing she could do to block them as she only had one arm. She was wrestled into a white dress and a dark blue windbreaker. They sat her down on the chair, applied makeup on her face, manicured her nails, and styled her hair. After half an hour, they brought Eli over to the mirror next to the French windows. Eli gazed at her fashionably-dressed self in the mirror. She was as thin as a p
She was worried that Sean was going to lure her back into falling for him once more. Then, he would abandon her again, and make her life so miserable that she would wish that she was dead. Sean was the type to hold grudges, so he would definitely do that. She was absolutely terrified. She was, after all, just a self-centered human being, afraid of being destroyed by such cataclysmic pain. Human nature had always been selfish, yes? She could lose her money, her body, or her life, but she could not lose her heart. She kept silent as the car stopped outside the entrance of the Civil Administration Bureau. All of a sudden, Sean's cell phone rang. He picked up, glancing at the caller ID. It was Hodge. "Mr. Yaleman, you can't marry Eli," Hodge said, his voice filled with anxiety. "Why can't I marry her? Who gave you the right to decide whether I could marry her or not?" Sean replied coldly. "If you marry her, you can't go back to A Country any
"Huh?" Eli looked at Sean in disbelief and shook her head. Sean's eyes grew sharp and said, "Don't tell me you're still thinking of running away?" Eli shook her head again and asked him, "What were we talking about just now?" "If you could prove your love to me, I'll let you and your friends meet. Could you prove your sincerity?" Sean asked cryptically. Eli nodded and said, "I'm just a cripple and a homeless woman. I'll be a burden to others if I run away. Do you think that I would have anywhere else to go apart from being with you? Time after time, I thought there was no obstacle I couldn't overcome, but now, I'm merely a shadow of my former self, struggling to carry on. Rest assured, I will not act impulsively." "Are you insinuating that being by my side is a struggle for you? Aren't you being impulsive right now?" Sean said, his voice on edge. "I... I misspoke. What I meant was... I got my parents killed when I escaped the first time. I became a c
"Sean, this isn't our last meal, right?" She asked skeptically. Sean looked at her with a distant expression and replied, "No, today is our wedding day, so we should enjoy a lavish spread." The subtext behind his words was that there would be no more delicious food like this in the future. Therefore, it would be her loss if she did not eat them. She picked up the cutlery and saw Reuben approaching with a very large crab dish. Oh, right, she still hadn't tried the crab. "Could I have the crab later this evening instead?" Eli asked. Sean nodded slightly. "What are you going to do with the unfinished dishes?" Eli asked again. "Reuben usually takes care of the leftovers. He will cook fresh dishes in the evening," Sean said. "Oh," Eli recalled that time when Reuben used to secretly keep the leftover crab that Sean and his girlfriend did not finish and gave it to her. Since she couldn't finish the dish this time, she decided to leav
Why was he observing her when she was sleeping? Was he thinking of punishing her? Shuddering, she got up with a smile and asked, "Why on Earth are you looking at me?" "Come to the study room after brushing your teeth and washing your face," Sean said. "Where is your study room?" Eli asked. She didn't know where it was because she had never been here before. "It's the next room," Sean replied and went out. Eli was baffled by his behavior. She walked to the next room after brushing her teeth and washing her face. However, the person waiting in the room was not Sean, but a man whom she did not recognize. The man smiled at her and went straight to the point. "Hello, my name is Ethan. Please fill up this questionnaire for me as accurately as possible. It's mandatory for everyone in the villa to fill this up." Eli was a doctor, and she was also a good friend of Stella. She immediately knew that it was a psychological assessment designed f
Sean loosened his grip and muttered, "Stella, yes, there's still Stella." Eli was still watching television when he left the room in a hurry. He did not know what she was watching, but she was laughing excitedly. Yet, the more she laughed, the tighter his heart felt. It was as though thorny vines were snaking around his chest, suffocating him. Taking a step forward, he lumbered toward her. Eli was still laughing, and she did not seem to have noticed him. He looked at the television and noticed that she was watching Mr. Bean. Then, he looked at her arm. If this were Eli in the past, she would have already been wailing if she had lost a finger, let alone an arm. How could she not seem sad at all after losing her arm? She was not well, as a matter of fact, she was very ill. He turned around and headed straight out of the door. Eli saw him going out from the corner of her eyes. She stopped smiling and lay on the sofa in a daze. The television progr