Tyler merely glanced at her with the corner of his eye before withdrawing his gaze. He approached Jean's hospital bed."Do you feel unwell anywhere?"Tyler asked in a low and caring tone. It was a stark contrast to his earlier attitude toward Joyce.Jean saw Tyler approaching with his gentle and concerned gaze, which made her furrow her brows.Dorothy's eyes on Jean were filled with intense hostility, as if she wanted to devour her alive."My son-in-law, it must have been inconvenient for you to come here. Jean's injuries aren't severe. You have a busy schedule. It's best not to spend too much time here."As Dorothy spoke, she took a step forward. She attempted to block Tyler from getting closer to Jean.Tyler's gaze turned icy as he glanced at her, and Dorothy was startled by his expression. She took a step back.Before she could react, she heard Tyler’s stern voice."Mrs. Dorothy, you're getting old. And your memory isn't what it used to be. In fact, I divorced Joyce five ye
After Tyler left, the hospital ward fell into silence.Jean lay on the hospital bed, her mind filled with many thoughts.By noon, someone from the police station came to take her statement and inquire about the relationship between her and Barnabas. They began by saying, "Ms. Michaels, Barbanas is your uncle, and your family members have already signed a reconciliation agreement on your behalf. He'll be released this afternoon."Jean’s expression darkened suddenly as a hint of mockery flashed in her eyes."They can't represent my opinion," she replied.The officer looked puzzled."Aren't they your family members?"Jean took a deep breath before saying in a displeased tone, "Have you ever seen family members who allow an uncle to beat up his niece like this? Except for myself, no one else can represent my opinion. I have long since severed ties with the Michaels family."Upon hearing Jean’s words, the officer immediately took out his phone and made a call to the station."The
Now, Jean was no longer the timid country girl who had first arrived in the city, eager to please everyone around her.Dorothy took a deep breath, unable to comprehend why Jean had changed so drastically.She didn't show a hint of self-reflection. Instead, her dissatisfaction with Jean had reached its peak."Don't think you can show off in front of the Michaels family just because you've achieved a little success now. Your sister achieved more before she even reached adulthood."Jean raised an eyebrow, her gaze icy."You can just act as if you never had a daughter like me."As Dorothy left Jean's hospital ward, her face was flushed with anger.Jean, on the other hand, remained remarkably calm. Even with Dorothy’s departure, her emotions remained largely unaffected.On the other hand, Joyce learned that Jean was unwilling to forgive Barnabas and that he would remain to be detained. It caused her to become visibly upset.However, she wasn’t as angry as Dorothy. She said quietly,
"That darn kid! After all, he didn't come out of my belly, so he's cautious around me."In Joyce's heart, she didn't have a favorable impression of Dorian. If it weren't for the fact that his presence could maintain her status, she would've had him killed in her belly five years ago.Now, Tyler valued Dorian greatly. Moreover, Jean had returned.Joyce naturally felt very apprehensive, so she could only spend more time with Dorian and try to please him.She had to establish a good relationship with Dorian before Jean knew the truth.Dorothy sighed deeply while wearing an unpleasant expression on her face.Thinking about Dorian's birth, Dorothy felt a surge of resentment. But for the sake of the current situation, the mother and daughter could only endure."Children, in fact, are the easiest to control and manipulate. Joyce, you're so capable. I believe you can handle a child."Joyce nodded gently as she listened to her mother.Both of them fell into silence.After finishing t
Tristan noticed Emmett's arrival and heard his straightforward manner of speaking. Realizing Jean's discomfort, he took a deep breath to maintain his composure. He said, "I'll go wash my hands first. Carry on with your conversation."He then headed toward the door.Jean had intended to ask Tristan not to leave, but just when she was about to say something, he had already reached the door.There was another man standing at the doorway now.This man was dressed in a black suit, and his expression was stern. It was as if someone owed a million bucks.Jean looked at the person at the door, her expression subtly changing. She bit her lip without saying a word.Tyler stood to the side with an unpleasant expression, his gaze coldly sweeping over Jean before shifting to Emmett."I hope I'm not interrupting your conversation."With a knowing look, he took a seat nearby without any hint of embarrassment or hesitation.Jean pursed her lips, feeling the air around them becoming incredibly
Tyler looked into Jean's composed eyes. Of course, he could guess her thoughts.He reached out and caressed Jean's head, speaking softly."Emmett and Ms. Matthias have been engaged for five years. I heard they'll be holding their wedding soon. The entertainment and art circles have high expectations for them. Jean, there are some relationships you can't intervene in."Upon hearing this, Jean's facial expression remained unchanged.Tyler was essentially telling her that with her abilities, she had no way of competing with these two influential circles.She indeed didn't have such a level of capability.But she had no intention of doing anything about it.She had known for five years that her relationship with Emmett was beyond repair.Some things, even if they had left behind regrets, could only fade away with time."What you said is right. There are some things I shouldn't meddle with—like Emmett and you."Tyler listened to Jean's words, smiled softly, and said earnestly, "I’
As the doctor left Jean’s ward, he reminded Jean to take along her belongings. He then proceeded to complete Jean’s discharge process.When Jean began packing after receiving her discharge papers, she noticed Tyler's documents left behind in her ward. She was momentarily lost in thought as she stared at Tyler’s elegant signature on the documents. She had always known that Tyler’s handwriting was good. His writing was graceful and sophisticated, a stark contrast to his usual demeanor. The size of each letter was uniform and pleasing to the eye. Folding the documents, Jean intended to take them to the nurse’s station. Just then, her phone rang, and it was Chris. "Ms. Michaels." Chris’ voice was tinged with urgency, and Jean could guess the reason for the call. She replied, "Hello, Chris. There’s a stack of documents left in the ward, and I'm—" Chris interrupted her, "Ms. Michaels, the documents are incredibly urgent. We’re about to receive the clients in 15
Jean frowned, feeling slightly annoyed. But she didn’t say much and just turned to enter Tyler’s office. She took a seat on the sofa that was quite far from the desk.The secretary visibly relaxed when she saw Jean sit down.She had expected Jean to be difficult like her sister.After all, every time Joyce came to Larson Group, it seemed like whatever the employees did was wrong. "Ms. Michaels, would you like something to drink? We have—""I don’t need anything," Jean interrupted before the secretary could finish her sentence.The secretary paused, then quickly smiled and said, "Let me get you a glass of water."Since Jean didn’t respond to her, the secretary carefully poured a glass of water and placed it on the table.Jean waited on the sofa for about half an hour until Tyler finished his meeting and entered the office. Dressed in a tailored black suit, Tyler looked confident and energetic.When Jean saw him come in, she stood up from the sofa. She said calmly, "Since t