An hour later, Sylvia was admitted to the hospital. After treatment, her condition was returned to a stable state. Although she still felt some tightness in her stomach, she was not in pain anymore. Still, she had to stay hospitalized for several days. She leaned back against the head of the bed and looked weakly at the man standing by the door. He was leaning against the wall, his posture seeming rather laidback, but his eyes conveyed a different impression as he stared at her with grim intensity. It took a while for Sylvia to pluck the courage to thank him. "Thank you." He looked at her harshly. "Damn right you have to thank me. If I hadn’t run into you, your baby would probably have been gone by now.” Sylvia pursed her lips. The doctor attending to her informed her that if Odell brought her to the hospital just a little later, it might have been over for the unborn child. Odell was her life savior tonight. Her eyes gleamed and she thanked him again. "Thank you
Lily read the message Odell had just sent to her phone and immediately frowned irritably. Half an hour ago, she had texted him to ask whether he was on his way. His reply was: “Sorry, something came up. Let’s eat next time.” When she asked Odell what had come up so urgently, he did not reply again. After a while, she took a deep breath and called her assistant. Her assistant picked up within the first few rings, and she immediately ordered, “Get in touch with Odell’s driver. Ask him where Odell has been tonight.” The assistant hurriedly replied, “Alright, Miss, I’ll have that done right away.” ...... The next morning, the nurse woke Sylvia up. She got up and washed up, then she had a hearty breakfast. The weather was rather pleasant today, and the warm sun shone into the room through the window slits. The nurse watched Sylvia very closely to make sure that she would not leave the ward, so she had to return to bed. The sunlight shone from such an angle that
Sylvia lay down again after Lily left. She pulled the quilt over her head to block the sunlight from shining into the room. Meanwhile, Lily stepped out and immediately ran into Odell who was next to the doorway. His tall and lanky figure was leaning against the wall next to the door, and there was a distinctly dark look on his handsome face. Lily took a step back, startled by the sight of him. “Odell? Why are you here?" Odell glared at her with mild contempt. "I should be asking you the same question." A look of panic flashed across Lily’s face, then she promptly explained, "I'm sorry, I should have told you before I came. You didn't reply to my message last night, and I became concerned that something bad happened to you, so I got in touch with your driver. That’s how I found out that you brought Miss Sylvia here, so I figured I’d come to visit her as well.” “You came to visit her?” There was a tint of ice in his voice, and his current expression seemed almost demoni
A minute later, Sylvia received a reply that read: “Yeah.” It was a one-word reply, concise and brutal. She tried to press for more information. “Why the sudden move? Did something happen?” Odell ignored her. She sent yet another message. “Where did you move to?” She received a pop-up that informed her that the message could not be sent because she was not on the recipient’s friend list and that she had to be on the friend list to send a message. Needless to say, it was because Odell had blocked her. She frowned sullenly. She had been staying in the hospital for the past two days and had never done anything wrong, so why did he block her out of nowhere? An unbearable sadness rushed up to her head in an instant as she rubbed her eyes. After that, she flagged a taxi by the road. If Odell would not tell her, she would find it herself. The taxi took off to her appointed destination. She first went to the Carters' residence which was very quiet there, and sh
Odell looked at the tip of the protruding stomach in the dark and asked again, "I arranged for three people to be on guard here. Why are you alone now?"The bodyguard quickly replied, "They went to have dinner and will be back soon.""Watch this place properly. Don't let even a fly get in.""Yes, sir."Odell looked away and walked inside.The bodyguard immediately shot up in alert, standing ramrod straight in front of the main door.Around the corner, Sylvia secretly breathed a sigh of relief. However, at the same time, she could not help but frown.'Why do I have a feeling that the pig he was talking about was me? No, he can't have seen me. With his temper, if he saw me sneaking around here, he'd definitely drag me out and send me back to Galston.'She did not think much about it. Then, she skimmed the wall gingerly and walked back toward the way she came.The other two bodyguards would be back soon. With three of them standing guard, she would definitely be found if she stay
On the ground, Sylvia's eyes immediately widened.Before she could get up, the man walked up to her and peered down at her. His dark eyes were even darker than the night at that moment."What did you just say?" he asked.Sylvia hurriedly moved back. "I-I didn't say anything."Ben and the other bodyguards were speechless. 'Where did all your spunk earlier go?'Odell snorted coldly. "Then, why are you sitting here?"Sylvia's eyes flashed, and she said, "I was a little tired from standing, so I sat down to rest."Ben and the others were at a loss for words.Her face had a natural blush. It was unknown whether it was because she was cold or scared, but the rims of her eyes were slightly red. She looked like a silly little cat who was lost, appearing somewhat cute.However, Odell still clearly remembered what she said to Lily in the hospital a few days ago. She had said that she had no feelings for him and had promised not to ruin their relationship.What a perfect ex-wife.Odell
Sylvia did not dare to go back to the old Carters' residence again for fear of being sent back to Galston.She cooped herself up in the house and did not go anywhere. She did not want to do anything either.She only ordered takeout. When she was not eating, she was lying on the bed or the sofa, looking at the photos of Isabel and Liam that she had saved on her phone.The weather in Westchester City was terrible these days. It was either cloudy or raining.That morning, the weather in Westchester City turned clear, and the sun rose early in the morning, spreading its rays on the ground. The sunlight shone through the window and filled the living room.On the sofa, Sylvia opened her eyes to the sunlight.Her phone was still in her hand, and on the screen was a picture of Isabel and Liam. She had stared at this photo countless times and had already memorized its location in the album.She stared at the photo for a while longer before exiting the interface.She logged into her soci
"This place is fully booked today. Who are you looking for?" Zach asked with a smile. It did not seem like he saw through her lie."I-I just want to see if they're here or not.""Who are they?""You don't know them. They should have followed their father to attend Ms. Decker's birthday party.""Then, why did you come here to see them?""I'm very close to them, but we haven't seen each other for a long time. I really want to see them very much. I'll take one look and then leave." Sylvia looked at him with expectant eyes.Zach crossed his arms and smiled. "Sylvia, I truly think of you as a friend. I'll be upset if you lie to me again."Sylvia hesitated and said, "They're my children. I really just want to see them. I'll just take one glimpse from afar and go.""Who is their father?"She pursed her lips.Zach sighed. "I just took over Paulonia Hotel, and today is my first day of work. I can't let you in if I don't understand the situation clearly. Don't worry. As long as you tel
She was her usual self in every aspect. She put her heart into her job and never started trouble so long as nobody tried to start trouble with her. The crew cycled through their locations during their shoot. The constant travel made her skin break out slightly, but there were no other concerns otherwise. The shoot progressed very smoothly and within three months, they managed to wrap up everything at the mountainous region previously mentioned. It was nearly evening when they wrapped up the shoot. Holding a bouquet in hand, she took a group picture with the crew and celebrated with everyone. After that, she planned to hitch a ride with another crew member and leave for home. To their demise, some men in uniform who claimed to be the road maintenance technicians showed up to break the bad news to them. They mentioned that they had to repair some of the roads urgently and so the way home was temporarily obstructed. The director took his phone and called the city hotline fo
He remembered his first meeting with Isabel. She was sitting all by herself on the floor, in the middle of nowhere. Her vulnerable expression only made her more endearing. So, he managed to get her to go to his place and installed her in his home. He fell for her and paid careful attention to all her needs. It did not take long before Isabel caught feelings for him as well. The two of them got together in no time. Their days were plain and ordinary, but also very fulfilling, that was until he met Clarice. With the help of his father, his power struggle with Roland had reached a tipping point. It was at that opportune moment when Clarice’s father saw something in Roland and planned to wed his daughter Clarice to him to join up their families, which was a cause for alarm for Decker. He stressed over it for an entire night before approaching Clarice himself the very next day. Clarice quickly caught feelings for him as well. Furthermore, Roland had been foolish enough to reject
Decker was smiling quite earnestly at Isabel. Isabel threw a deeply suspicious look at him, then she glanced at the stack of documents laid out on top of the table in front of her. “Transferal of Shares.” She was dumbfounded. "I've gone through the contract, it’s safe to sign so go ahead.” Roland picked up a pen and handed it to her. "Roland, I..." "Sign it first, I’ll explain when we get home.” Isabel frowned and tried to protest. "I—" "Don't make me have to beg." Isabel did not know how to respond. Fine. She briefly scanned through the contract. The contract stated Decker’s agreement to transfer the remaining forty percent of his shares in Rockwell Corporation to her. Roland must have talked to the shareholders of Rockwell Corporation about this as well. They all regarded Isabel with polite smiles. Isabel had flipped through the final page of the document. She signed her name on one of the marked-out sections. She proceeded to sign all thr
They ended the call shortly after that. Isabel glanced at Martha and was hesitating if she should break the news right away. Martha seemed to have sensed her staring and suddenly turned to her with a flash of concern. "Isabel, what's wrong?" Isabel took a deep breath and broke the news. "Auntie, Master Rockwell just passed away." Martha's eyes widened. After a lengthy silence that lasted more than ten seconds, she started to break out in tears. She covered her face with her hands and expressed amid bouts of tears mixed with laughter, “Wonderful! About time! I hope he enjoys life in the underworld. God knows that someone like him will never deserve a spot in heaven!” Isabel did not know whether she should celebrate with Martha or console her. Soon, Martha began to collect herself. She briefly wiped away her tears and joyfully took Isabel's hand. "Isabel, let’s go shopping! I’m in such a good mood today, I’m going to go on a shopping spree!” "Okay. But Roland w
Isabel held onto Roland's hand firmly during the entire drive home after leaving the hospital. It was because Roland’s hands were cold and rigid. Isabel sat with him and tirelessly rubbed his hand to keep them warm. After one hand was warm, she would shift her attention to the other. By the time she managed to warm the other hand, the original hand would turn cold again. She decided it was easier to take both of his hands and caress them with the warmth of her palms. Roland looked at her with a gentle glow deep within his eyes. “Thank you, Isabel,” he said softly. Thank you for loving him, and for sticking by his side all this time despite circumstances. Isabel smiled. “I’m just warming your hands, it's no big deal. Still, you’re welcome." Roland smiled faintly and left it at that. Soon, his hands began to warm up off of the heat of Isabel’s palms. When Isabel felt that his hands were no longer freezing, she prepared to pull her hand away. That was when
Decker looked nothing like his usual self. The pompous, arrogant man who held himself far above others and who expected everyone around him to kiss up to him because he was superior to them all. It was as if he had been plunged not only to Earth but a pile of swamp. He had completely lost his usual grace. Isabel said crossly, "Decker, have you gone mental? Is everything going on too much for you?” “Yeah, could you help me?” he said with a coy smile, “Just one hug should be enough to take care of it all.” Isabel rolled her eyes. Without warning, he suddenly braced himself and lunged right at Isabel, stepping past Brandon who was caught off guard by this sudden attack. Isabel barely had time to react. Just when it seemed like his hand was about to graze Isabel, a long pair of arms seized Isabel from behind and jerked her backward. It was swiftly followed by a long, muscular leg shooting outward right next to Isabel. Thump! Decker was kicked to the ground.
"How did you and Roland meet?" Decker suddenly asked. Isabel turned away, fully intent on ignoring him. "Did you meet each other at Carter Corporation? Or did you meet him outside of work and gradually fell in love with him, then you decided to set him up with a position at Carter Corporation?” What did he mean by that? Was he insinuating that Roland was relying on her to snake his way into Carter Corporation? She threw a sideways, belittling look at him. "Do you think Roland is anything like you? He wouldn’t latch on another woman to further his goals.” Decker was not upset by this as he continued with a smug smile. "Oh? Then how did he get into Carter Corporation?" “He proved his worth.” Isabel realized that she had been roped in by Decker again. Nevertheless, she continued, “He passed the interviews himself. I was one of the interviewers and initially planned to dismiss him, but he managed to leave a very good impression on my father and the rest was history.” "
"I never meant to kill him! Roland, you have to believe me. Why would I still try to deceive you when I’m in this state?” “In that case, you can go ahead and explain things to him in the afterlife.” Master Rockwell was taken aback by this, his demeanor tightened. "You...you..." Roland looked at him calmly. "Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. It was Grandma and my parents who raised me. They instilled morals and virtue into me and made sure I’d grow into a decent man.” Master Rockwell was briefly relieved to hear this, but before he could rid himself of his trepidation, Roland continued in a dark voice, "But I won’t forget about you and Decker bribing all those media outlets to defame Isabel. I know you manipulated the stock prices to try to kick me out of the corporation. I’ll make sure to settle our score through the legal system.” If convicted guilty, they would have to rot in prison. “Roland… listen to me, Roland. Decker is your uncle. If you want revenge, you can come
Master Rockwell must have heard their shifting movements and opened his eyes. When he recognized the faces of Roland and Isabel, there was a brief glow in his murky eyes. He motioned to the nurse to have her help him sit up from the bed. After he managed to position himself seated up against the head of the bed, he asked the nurse to leave. Then he cast a loving, tender smile on Roland and Isabel. “Roland, Isabel, please have a seat.” Roland said disinterestedly, "We have things to get to, just hurry up and tell us what you have to say." Isabel stayed silent. A look flashed in Master Rockwell's eyes. Then, he turned to Isabel and expressed regretfully, "Isabel, I’m a foolish old man, it was me who told Decker to leak pictures of you two. He had no choice because I forced him to do so. If you have to blame someone, blame me!” Isabel frowned. She was somewhat impressed by how smoothly the old man switched his mask from one to another. From a forlorn and sad state t