Jean sounded very worried.Tyler reached out to grab her hand in order to soothe her nerves."I'm fine," he coaxed. "The bandages are meant to protect my eyes from bright light."Jean sighed in relief. "Do you want some water?"Tyler nodded, but he continued to grip her hand tightly. Jean pursed her lips in exasperation. "I won't leave your side, so you can let go of me now."Only then did Tyler release her hand.After Jean poured him a glass of water and fed him carefully, she said, "The doctor said you need to recuperate. Just rest for now. I'll stay here with you."It was still the middle of the night. There were a couple of hours left before dawn.Tyler gripped Jean's hand while suggesting, "You should sleep next to me."A hint of shyness flickered past Jean's eyes. Her cheeks started to redden as well. "We're in a hospital right now," she murmured. "I'm not in the mood to mess around with you. Hurry up and rest. I've already rested after going home just now."The tru
Lilian snapped out of her thoughts, though her fists were already clenched tightly. She turned to shoot a dissatisfied look at Tyler."Tyler, Ms. Michaels is Joyce's twin sister. You and her aren't meant to be."Tyler's expression remained icy. "You don't get to decide our compatibility."Lilian froze up for a moment. Then, her expression darkened.Tears rolled down her cheeks as she stared at Tyler with a sad smile."You're right. You've always been independent and strong-willed, huh?"She then pursed her lips before continuing, "Had I known I'd lose you forever after recovering from my illness, I would've chosen to reject the treatment plan back then."Tyler just listened to Lilian's words impassively."Lilian, I promised you that I'd cure you. That's all. I never promised you anything else. I took good care of you over the years, didn't I? That means I've already carried out the promise I made to your mother."Lilian bit her bottom lip before retorting, "Were you being nice
Coleen gazed at Lilian mockingly as she jeered, "No matter how many ulterior motives they harbor, none of them can possibly compete against you."Lilian just smiled faintly. She didn't feel humiliated, nor did she want to unleash her wrath on Coleen. Instead, she replied in a good-tempered nature, "Aunt Coleen, I know you still hate me for what happened two years ago."But ever since my father passed away, I'd already returned all of Esme's things to her. Heck, I never coveted any of the Page family's fortune."I chose to be nice because of you, Aunt Coleen."Coleen just harrumphed in return. After shooting a cold glance in Lilian's way, she washed her hands and left the washroom.Before that, she said, "You have no right to be meddling with my family's affairs."Lilian responded by gripping the cutlery and the containers tightly. She glared daggers into Coleen's back the whole time.Meanwhile, Coleen walked toward Tyler's bed before taking a seat there."Your grandmother was
Chris waited until the caretaker left before going to Tyler's side. He said lowly, "Gina Kerrington is truly as harrowing as they say. She's already found out that Joyce isn't the one who married you first." Tyler's gaze grew cold. "Let her do as she pleases."Chris nodded and texted Gina. …Jean had been unable to focus all day at work. All she could think about was Tyler, how he must be surrounded by people right now, and how he would never give a second thought about her.Tristan noticed that she wasn't paying attention and said quietly, "I heard Mr. Larson got into an accident. You must be really worried. Why don't you go see him at the hospital? I'll take over for you."Jean blinked rapidly, taking a second to react to the suggestion. She shook her head. "It's fine. He doesn't need me right now."Tristan knew of Jean and Tyler's relationship. Taking a deep breath, he said, "There's more fish in the sea, you know. Mr. Tyler had a relationship with Joyce before. If you
After the filming, Jean noticed Emmett was still lingering around. She had nearly forgotten about his presence as she had been so focused on her work.Emmett met her gaze with a fond smile. "Yeah?"Tristan noticed the man had been standing around for a long time, obviously waiting to speak to Jean alone. "Why don't you head home first?" Tristan told Jean. Her part was completed now, so she wasn't needed for the time being.Jean hadn't slept very well last night and had been feeling out of sorts today. When Tristan made that suggestion, she agreed without hesitation. "Thank you for wrapping things up again."Tristan shot her a smile. "As I should."Emmett saw that Jean was leaving, so he went to drive his car to the entrance. Jean had taken a taxi to the venue today, her car having been towed away after Tyler's accident. "Get in." Emmett rolled down the window. "I'll drop you off."Jean had a feeling he had something to say to her. It was difficult getting a ride in these part
Just as Jean went back to her room, her phone rang with a notification. It was from Simone, who was currently in Faulkland with her mother after the latter grew ill.Jean opened the picture Simone had sent her. It was a newspaper cutting with the headline "Tyler Larson's Wife Not the Piano Prodigy Joyce Michaels?" Jean tensed in place. Another message came in, "Read it. It's all over the tabloids right now."She then opened all the social media applications she had. Sure enough, this news had spread like wildfire, making it into the top three searches.She shakily opened up the news report. Photos of Joyce during her car accident were the first thing that appeared, followed by the medical bills that stated Joyce's name.Jean's name later replaced those bills. Dorothy hadn't a clue what to do when Joyce first got into the accident, which was why Joyce's name was in those bills first. Jean never expected what had been hidden for five years would be dug out and revealed to the
"There's no one else here at the moment, Ms. Michaels. You're welcome to come by."Tyler had been in a sour mood the whole day. Chris thought that if Jean came to visit, his spirits would surely be lifted.Chris also thought that maybe he could use this chance to take a break."Alright. I'm bringing dinner, so you don't need to buy any," Jean said, then hung up the call.It took her about ten minutes to reach the hospital and a couple more to reach Tyler's ward. Outside the door, Jean took a deep breath before knocking and entering.Tyler was pondering through some documents while he laid in bed. Said documents were quickly tucked away by Chris when he saw that Jean had arrived. "Ms. Michaels is here, Mr. Larson. I'll take my leave for now."Tyler was pleasantly surprised to see her here, his eyes shining with uncontained joy. "What are you doing here?"Jean set the casserole she had prepared on the table he used to eat from. "I want your clarification on some questions of mine.
Tyler slumped over slightly, his heart hurting at the sight of Jean crying.This was the first time he'd felt this way, even during those three years together."Jean …"But Jean was already standing up. "I'm going to investigate this until the truth is out."She then turned away to leave.Tyler's gaze turned solemn. "You won't be able to find anything, Jean."He had already cut off all loose ends and possible sources of information ever since deciding Joyce would be the one to raise Dorian.Jean wouldn't be able to uncover anything.Unless she did a maternity test, of course.But Tyler would never let her bring his son to do so, of course. Not unless they became a family again.Tyler wasn't going to let Jean take Dorian away and marry someone else.Meanwhile, Chris had thought he could finally take a break from his duties. Yet half an hour later, he received a call from Tyler to bring over all documents necessary for his purview. The man's face instantly fell upon receiv