Hospital, in a single room.
Sisca lay on the hospital bed, wearing a patient gown, layers of white bandages wrapped around her wrists, looking like a doll about to break at any moment.
It was unclear what she was thinking, her gaze scattered, and her hands clasped tightly in front of her chest.
At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open.
Sisca turned her head and saw Dominic coming in.
"Dom!" A hint of surprise flashed in Sisca's eyes. She tried to sit up, but just as she lifted herself slightly, she weakly fell back down.
Dominic furrowed his brow, his tone difficult to discern whether it was anger or not. "Just lie down."
"Dom, I knew you cared about me. I knew you wouldn't ignore me."
Sisca felt ecstatic, tears welled up in her eyes as she gazed affectionately at Dominic.
The little girl wore a pink princess dress, had fair skin, delicate and cute features. The only drawback was her small stature, but it didn't diminish her beauty in the slightest. The action of closing the door as soon as she appeared was somewhat impolite. Uncle Tom furrowed his brows, but when he saw the little girl's appearance clearly, his brows relaxed again. Such a beautiful little girl, no wonder their young master took the initiative to visit. Uncle Tom was thinking this when he saw the little girl's bright eyes fixed on their master, seeming very interested in him. It seemed that their master wasn't just liked by women; even little girls liked him. A hint of pride flashed across Uncle Tom's square face. He heard the little girl's childish voice, "Uncle, who are you looking for? My mommy isn't home. If you need anything, you can tell me."
"Son?" The man knew about Chris?! Alessia's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously glanced at her daughter behind her, furrowing her brows. The man only mentioned Chris, not Elle. He must have seen Chris's face, after all, Chris was a replica of him. Her worst fear had come true. Even though the man wielded immense power in Toronto, she wouldn't hand Chris over to him. Alessia's eyes darkened, preparing herself to confront Dominic head-on. Standing straight at the doorway, Alessia spoke firmly, "He's not just your son, he's my son too. I won't hand him over to you." "Are you trying to compete with me?" "Mr. Carter, you're mistaken. I'm not competing with you, you're competing with me," Alessia corrected firmly. As soon as she spoke, she saw Dominic sn
Bianca cleared her throat again, squinting her eyes, and proudly asked, "Can I pick a few?" "As you wish," Alessia said, curling her lips. Bianca's personality hadn't changed a bit. She was still a paper tiger who liked to put on airs, not really scary, but rather cute. After hearing Alessia's words, Bianca couldn't pretend to be calm anymore. She happily clenched her fists. "Just as I please? Then I'll pick a few!" Indeed, this Al was as generous as she liked. Bianca, excited, obviously forgot about the need to discount her fondness for Al. Eleanor stood obediently aside, and with a few words from Alessia, she almost completely won over the hypocritical Bianca. She blinked and cleverly stepped forward, grabbing Bianca's hand and leading her into the house. "Auntie, I know where Mommy's dresses are. Let me take you to pick t
At that moment, David walked in. Dominic spoke, "How is Christopher?" David replied, "Young Master is still locked in his room." Dominic sat up straight, pinching the bridge of his nose again, rare traces of self-doubt appearing. "Do you think I've done something wrong?" David paused, having just delivered the information about the former CEO's wife living across the street. After some thought, David spoke, "Mr. Carter, actually, you've been giving Miss La Rosa chances all along. When Young Master's attitude improved, you gave up on asking Miss La Rosa to leave Toronto. You've been waiting for Miss La Rosa to speak up. Unexpectedly, Miss La Rosa, thinking herself clever, moved to the opposite side and secretly contacted Young Master." Different faces in public and private settings. Encountering the CEO's bottom line,
Bianca pouted, "So, you want to use and discard me? Too bad, I've changed my mind, I don't want to leave now." This fits Miss Bianca's character very well, Alessia raised an eyebrow and glanced at Riley. Riley's gentle expression froze for a moment, the lake-like eyes also showed some changes in expression, but he quickly returned to normal, his voice still gentle, "As long as it doesn't delay your time." Some people are gentle on the surface, some are gentle at heart. Alessia felt that Riley belonged to the latter category; perhaps gentleness was just his protective color. Such people, few could penetrate their hearts, but once someone did, they would be completely open. Some people may seem willful and capricious, perhaps this is also their protective color. "You’re indeed very boring. Who wants to stay here anyway?"
"Miss La Rosa, this is a hospital. If there's a problem, find a doctor. You must not interfere!" Sisca pretended to advise, her hand reaching out to disturb Alessia. Unfortunately, before she could touch Alessia, Alessia had already seen through everything. She lifted her eyes, glaring sharply. That sharp gaze was like invisible ice blades, piercing Sisca's heart with a chill. Caught off guard, Sisca was frightened and stumbled, sitting on the ground. Finally, someone noticed the commotion, and people began to gather around. "What happened to this lady?" a nurse approached to inquire. Alessia knelt on the ground, not raising her head, continuing her actions methodically, giving instructions. "After a preliminary examination, the patient seems to have experienced cardiac arrest due to a psychological condition. Go get someone
Sisca couldn't help but smirk inwardly. Her insinuations were clear enough, and Bianca was known for her hatred towards evil. Sisca thought, according to Bianca's personality, she should immediately show her true colors to Alessia. However, the next moment, Bianca disdainfully opened her hand, questioning aggressively, "Are you implying that my sister-in-law pushed Miss Ramirez down the stairs? If you have something to say, just say it directly. Stop beating around the bush. Miss Ramirez is crazy, but my sister-in-law isn't. They have no grievances or disputes. Why would she push her?" Bianca's blunt and arrogant words were a bit over the top. Not only did Sisca's face turn ugly, but Nolan's face also darkened. Nolan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he forgot to suppress his emotions for a moment, angrily questioning, "Who are you calling crazy?" Sisca's
VIP private room Ava sat upright on the pristine white hospital bed, while Alessia stood at the bedside. At this moment, there were only the two of them in the room. Ava looked at Alessia's face with satisfaction. "Luckily, you haven't changed much over the years, so I could recognize you at a glance." "You've seen me?" Alessia asked. Ava shook her head, feeling sorry for herself. "It's because I didn't do well, so you refused to see me. Director Jonas from the welfare home took pity on me, so she gave me a photo of you. Don't blame her." Alessia frowned at the woman who claimed to be her mother, her voice devoid of emotion as she asked calmly, "Since you haven't seen me, how can you be sure that I'm your daughter