When a person was in extreme discomfort, they would become intensely self-centered. I was so uncomfortable that I couldn't think of anything else and kept scratching myself. "What does it have to do with me?"Even when I was in such pain, I wasn't about to turn into a saint who would sacrifice myself for others.Thud—She suddenly fell to her knees, tears streaming down her face. "Please, you're not in any serious condition. Just save my daughter, will you?"Everyone in the infusion room looked over in astonishment.At that moment, she was a desperate mother, deeply worried about her daughter's life.And I was perceived as a cold-hearted villain who refused to help save a life just because I had a small problem."No."I looked at her coldly and said to Jane, "Jane, call the police. Mrs. Shaw is deliberately obstructing medical care and is suspected of attempted murder."Compared to how others see me, my own life was more important.Who was Lily?The eldest daughter of the Sh
‘Asking Frank for help?’I wasn’t sure if it was my pessimism, but given his obsession with Lily, I would rather trust Madam Shaw just a little more.Even though he always thought that Lily wasn’t the right person they were looking for, he wouldn't just stand by and watch her die, even if there was only a one in a thousand chance. He was not the type to be indecisive.Sacrificing me was actually predictable.Bang—To my surprise, there was no argument from outside, just a loud crash as the door was kicked open.Frank exuded a cold aura.To my astonishment, he strode in, quickly untied the ropes binding me, and tore the tape off my mouth with trembling hands. "Charlotte, how could you be so stupid again!""I...""Enough, don't talk. You look awful."Once he confirmed that I hadn't been drawn of blood yet, his expression softened slightly, though he still looked displeased. "I'll take you to see a doctor.""Frank!"Bethany, momentarily startled by his presence, quickly recove
"Since it won't kill her..." He smiled faintly. "Then let's draw as much blood as possible."With that, ignoring Bethany's resistance, he quickly bound her to another chair."It's clear the Shaw family didn't waste their efforts raising you. You have such deep sisterly feelings for Lily, so don't just talk about it."As Frank tightened the knots of the rope and gestured to the medical staff, he said, "What are you waiting for? Draw the blood.""Mom! Mom!" Bethany cried out desperately for help!Mrs. Shaw, frantic, tried to rush in, but Frank's people had arrived, blocking both sides of the door.Those wanting to get out couldn't, and those wanting to get in couldn't.It was a matter of who was crazier, more ruthless, and more reckless!Mrs. Shaw grabbed Madam Shaw's arm, her tone more heartfelt than when she begged me earlier, her voice trembling with fear. "Mom... talk to Frank, he listens to you! Bethany, Bethany will really be in trouble if this goes on...""Didn't you hear
This floor was originally a VIP area. When he appeared, everyone's expressions changed.Only Frank remained filled with hostility.Luke's rage had dissipated, replaced by the calmness and shrewdness of a businessman. "Mr. Frost, your wife is... Ms. Wilson?"As he spoke the last two words, he looked at me.This "thing" finally had a surname in his mouth.Ryan's voice was as cold as ice as he retorted, "What do you think?""Mr. Frost should still distinguish between a wife and an ex-wife." Frank's voice was gentle but his tone was unyielding."Don't worry. I'll make sure to send you an invitation when we remarry."As Ryan spoke, he tried to pull me away from Frank.Frank did not let go.Tension was rising.The fear of having blood drawn earlier made me temporarily forget my physical discomfort. Now, Ryan's presence gave me a sense of relief.I was still itchy.I struggled with Frank's grip. "You... handle Lily's matter first."In the current situation, if he left with me an
Ryan glanced at Jane, hinting, "Don't you think it's a bit too bright here?"Jane was carefully applying ointment to me. "I don't think so. The brightness is just right.""Ryan." I looked at him. "You should leave.""I should leave?"Ryan cast a glance outside, his eyes darkening. "Are you planning to go be a portable blood bag for someone else?"I understood what he meant. Although the Smith family had clarity, Mrs. Shaw and Bethany were crazed beyond reason. They saw me as a thorn and would seize any opportunity to tear me apart.Ryan remained calm and collected, pulling up a chair by the bed and crossing his long legs. "Do you want some water?""You’re sitting with your legs crossed now. Who would dare ask for water?" Jane, who was already displeased with him, seized the opportunity to make sarcastic comments.Ryan smiled. "Aren't you here too?""You deserve to be divorced." Jane smiled and poured a glass of water for me.After the IV was done, it wasn't too late yet. I wa
I was also somewhat puzzled. Together with Megan, I looked at Jack in unison. He was as composed and gentle as usual, refilling my cup with water while smiling lightly. "What's there to not say? It's just that being too detailed might cause him more trouble."Megan asked, "Why?""You said he's in a tense situation with your father, didn't you?" Jack lowered his gaze and said methodically, "The more detailed you are, the more he might worry about Charlotte. If things stir up at home, wouldn't that cause him more trouble?""That's true..." Megan nodded. "But I've already mentioned it. What should we do? Although he hasn't seen it yet, I can’t really unsend the message."Jack kept his smile. "It's fine. We'll deal with whatever comes our way."Jane came out of the bedroom and was surprised to see Jack and Megan. She greeted them with a smile.Jack glanced at her and said regretfully, "On Tom's wedding day, he was waiting for you.""Waiting for me?" Jane opened a bottle of water
"Okay!" I nodded seriously. "Are you going back to Jelaston now?""Yes, seeing for myself that you're okay will make me feel at ease.""Jack, you don't have to..."He responded lightly, "Can’t I be concerned about a friend?"I sighed in relief, smiling gratefully, and said nothing more."Call me anytime if you need anything."After giving that instruction, Jack looked at Megan. "Miss Smith, did you drive here? Do you need a lift?""I..." Megan's eyes darted, and she shook her head obediently. "I didn't drive here myself. My driver dropped me off and left after that. Thank you, Mr. Renolds!"On the way back to the room, Jane asked curiously, "Does Megan like Jack?""I think so," I smiled as I answered.Megan is sweet and lively, while Jack is gentle and considerate. If they ended up together, they would make a perfect couple.Plus, with Megan's family background and her brother, Frank, being such a troublemaker, the Renolds family wouldn't dare mistreat her.Jane, however, w
Frank grasped my arm with a firm hold. His usually nonchalant face was now filled with a mix of curiosity and barely restrained excitement, his brown eyes fixed intently on me.He seemed to have even forgotten to breathe.It was as if my answer was of utmost importance to him!"Yes." I was a bit confused. "Why..."The next moment, he pulled me into a tight embrace.His chest was trembling!This hug was entirely different from the measured and restrained one from before. It felt as if he was handling a precious, recovered treasure—overwhelming and impassioned.It was like breaking free from the chains that had bound him for so long.After a while, he reluctantly released me. His smile was one of unprecedented joy, like a simple-minded person. "I knew it was you. You must be her."He pinched my face. "See, I told you I wouldn't fail to recognize you.""Who am I?" I was somewhat dazed by his actions. "Lily?""I'm taking you to meet Grandma."Almost as soon as he finished speak
Caleb was thinking that in the future, he could let her drink a little more.Of course, only when he was around.She looked kind of cute like this."I did say that, but didn't you just say you wanted to thank me?"Whitney felt that alcohol really wasn't a good thing.Even when hanging out with Jane and the others, she decided not to drink too much anymore.The rationality and logic that she was so proud of had completely vanished.She had never been as calm in front of Caleb as she was with others.Besides, there was a power imbalance between her and him.If she were sober, she wouldn't have been able to reject him anyway.Let alone now, when her mind was muddled.But maybe because she was muddled, she dared to say things that she didn’t usually dare to say."I just lost my balance earlier, and you helped me. Even if you don't accept verbal gratitude, that doesn't mean I owe you something this big."Caleb saw she could barely stand, so he held her by the waist to keep her
"But your reaction just now didn’t seem like you knew I was here."Jane tried to pull her leg back, but when she couldn't, she slapped him in frustration."It was called acting, understand? I didn't want you to look embarrassed, so I got those two out of the way first."Zachary rubbed her ankle with his thumb, as if he believed her. "Then should I be thanking you—for being so considerate?"Jane couldn't be bothered to argue. "Let go. I want to drink.""I'll drink with you."Meanwhile, Frank held Charlotte close and asked in a low voice, "Did she really know we were here?"Charlotte nodded. "What do you think? You really think Jane would mess around during her marriage? She might be bold, but she has boundaries. But you guys really are annoying."Frank hooked her chin with his thumb. "I knew it. You're being cold to me because you're sick of me. I've said it so many times, and you still wouldn't admit it."After saying that, he picked her up and walked out of the bar.He hadn'
Charlotte nudged him with her elbow, warning him not to stir things up.Jordan truly didn't dare to stay any longer. "Westley, take me home.""Okay." Westley finally got up. "You all take your time. If it gets too late, don't go back to the old house—just find a place to crash.""But..." Jordan suddenly felt like leaving wasn't such a good idea. "Maybe I'll stay and play a bit more."Westley simply dragged her out."Jane and Zachary...""You can't control what they do, so why bother worrying over nothing?"Jordan was settled into the passenger seat, her seatbelt fastened firmly.She didn't resist, mostly because she felt what Westley said made sense.Jane was way more capable than she was. This kind of minor drama would be easy for her to handle.Plus, with the smart and composed Charlotte around—It was better if she didn't add to the chaos.Once Westley got into the driver's seat, she asked, "Why did you guys show up? Especially you—didn't you say no seeing each other a w
But it was just a polite gesture—if they had been singing inside, they wouldn't have heard her anyway.So after knocking, she pushed the door open and went in.Charlotte and the others followed to take a look.When they saw the scene inside, they gasped.The four men from home were sitting around a cards table, all eyes on the door, each with a different expression.Zachary looked at Jane, who entered first, and said with a smile, "Honey, pick someone you like and give him a kiss."Jane took a step back and bumped into Charlotte's arms.That was when she noticed the big screen beside them—it was showing their own private room."You were watching us?"Zachary tapped the cards on the table with his long fingers, still smiling."If we weren't watching, how would we get to enjoy such an entertaining scene?"They had all been drinking.Whitney didn't hold her liquor well. She was already a little dazed. Although the room was fairly bright, everything seemed a little off to her.
Caleb didn't respond. Instead, he looked at Westley and played a card.Westley won.And it was a big pot as well.He cocked his brows. "Is this your wedding gift to me, Caleb?"Caleb asked, "Your wedding—Dr. Greyson won't be absent, will he? I heard you two are very close. You've been at death's door multiple times, and he's the one who saved you."Westley nodded. "Theoretically, yes. But I'm not sure if he might have some emergency.""Besides, it's not like you, Caleb, can't reach him. You helped him last time. It's impossible he'd ignore you now."Caleb could contact Carter, but if he did, it would mean helping Carter meet Mandy.He had no interest in meddling in romantic matters—too troublesome.But he couldn't get in touch with Tanner at all.Technically, there was no real need for him to attend Westley's wedding.Even if Whitney was invited by Jane, he himself wasn't obligated.He simply wanted to go, hoping to "accidentally" run into Carter.That way, it wouldn't loo
Frank pulled her into his arms and asked, "You really have to go out for drinks?"Charlotte nodded. "It's a girls-only night. No men allowed.""Oh?" The man repeated slowly and deliberately, "No… men… allowed?"Charlotte saw the look on his face and knew exactly what he was thinking."Only women. Even the drinks are for women.""Oh? Tell me, how do you tell if a drink is male or female?"Charlotte lightly patted his face twice. "The drinks women drink are for women. Got it?"Frank laughed. "Got it."Over on Jane's end, after finishing her call, she was about to go look for Jordan, but Zachary pulled her into the room and pinned her against the wall.His warm lips covered hers, then quickly pulled away.With his forehead against hers, the man asked, "Going out for drinks?"Jane hooked his chin with her finger. "What, Mr. Collins, trying to seduce your way into a drinking invitation?"Zachary chuckled lowly, kissed her again, and asked, "May I?""No."Jane rejected him comp
Jordan had grown up in the Howard family, but the person who had taken care of her since she was little had an old house.She arranged for Jane and the others to stay there, and she would also be getting married from that house.She didn't have many friends. Originally, Leanne was supposed to be her bridesmaid. Although she had a child, she had never been married.But Leanne wasn't sure if she could make it back in time, so she let Jane and Charlotte take over as substitutes for now. They would adjust accordingly later."Try on the dress. If there's a problem, I can still make adjustments."With the help of the two of them, Jordan put on the wedding dress.But Jane was most looking forward to the wedding dress.Both her and Charlotte's weddings were going to be Cherian style.Jordan, however, wanted a Western-style one.And Charlotte, who had designed clothes for many years, had never actually designed a wedding dress before.This was her first attempt, and she was very excit
"Okay, I won't bring it up anymore."Westley walked over with Jonathan and sat down.Miranda was very satisfied. "Finally, Jordy can have dinner with me again."Jordan smiled. "I'm also happy. I can still call you Mom.""Then let's drink to that.""Okay."Westley waited for the "mother and daughter" to finish speaking, then threw out a big announcement. "By the way, our wedding is on the 22nd of next month."Clang!The spoon in Miranda's hand fell."What did you say?""On the 22nd of next month, Jordy and I are getting married. We sincerely invite you and your husband to attend."Jordan was also shocked.She only knew that Charlotte's dress was being made, and they were picking the wedding date.But Westley hadn't told her about this in advance."Next month, it's almost the New Year.""Yes, it's a wedding before the New Year. Then we'll celebrate the New Year at home. I'm informing you in advance, my dear mom. You can prepare for the the New Year Eve dinner.""The New Y
Jonathan almost spit out the tea he was drinking."You have principles now?""Not the right time to talk nonsense."Westley. "Do you always talk in a way that pokes others' pain points?"Jonathan smiled for a moment. "If you've done it, don't be afraid of people talking about it."Westley didn't want to continue the conversation and stood up to leave.He went to the kitchen to find Jordan and found her eating ravioli."Didn't you say you'd help?" Westley sat next to her. "How come you're eating secretly? Give me a bite?"Jordan guarded the food. "It’s in the kitchen. There's still plenty in the pot.""But I want to eat from your bowl.""But I don't want to give you any."Westley laughed. "Okay."But while Jordan took a bite of the ravioli, he kissed her.Jordan's eyes widened as she felt the ravioli in her mouth being stolen away."You're disgusting."Westley smiled. "Sweet."Jordan couldn't eat anymore and pushed the remaining ravioli to him. "I'm not eating anymore."