“What are you standing there for? Save him, quick!”
Luke was nearly frantic. Watching his boss in such a state, his premonition was extremely grim.
The doctors arrived promptly, pushing the bed into the emergency room. The red light lit up, life and death hung in the balance, everything became an unknown.
Luke's heart sank to the bottom. This reminded him of the early years when he and his boss had ventured in England. There were several times when his boss was on the brink of death, and he had repeated his unfulfilled revenge, telling him repeatedly, "You cannot die."
However, now, Luke could not guarantee that Mr. Tate would be willing to listen to him because his most beloved person was gone. Without the anchor in life, the will to survive could dwindle, and trying to force him to live might harm him.
Sure enough, after a day of rescue, a doctor walked out with trembling steps, looking extremely weak.
"The patient's will to survive
At this moment, Jasson was kneeling on the ground with his hands clasped, and he was shocked to see Ivy's voice call. He almost threw the phone in fear. Trembling, he answered the call, hearing Ivy's voice as if it were celestial music. "Put the phone next to his ear." "Okay." Jasson immediately rose, disinfected himself, and entered the ward. He positioned the phone next to Shawn's ear. Then followed a prolonged silence. It was unclear how much time passed, but Ivy eventually spoke, "Shawn, didn't you say you wanted revenge? Didn't you express the desire to retrieve your mother's ashes from the Alter Group building? Why, now, do you wish to declare your intentions with death? Let me make this clear, Shawn, if you dare to die, I'll become a widow directly. I'll take your money and be with Roland, or better yet, I'll be with Dom. I'll have numerous children with him. When that happens, I'll bring them to your ashes and taunt you." "I went to England to consult Professor Watson on h
A coffee shop.Ivy sat down and took a good look at the man in the wheelchair opposite her, slightly stunned.He is extraordinarily handsome, with an air of nobility. It's just his legs... How did he end up in a wheelchair?Ivy's gaze fell on the man's wheelchair. "Grandma Winston only said her grandson is exceptionally talented..."The man smiled faintly as if accustomed to her reaction. "It's not too late to regret now."Ivy waved her hand, indicating that she wasn't concerned. "The Civil Affairs Bureau is in the building next door." Then, she skillfully took out her ID and got straight to the point. "Shall we go get the marriage certificate?"This was Ivy's 101st blind date in nearly a year.Due to something urgent, at the start of every blind date, Ivy would immediately propose to the person she thought was suitable. As a result, all previous blind dates ended in failure.Of course, the 101st blind date caught this man off guard too.He was slightly stunned, and pushed the iced Ame
Ivy returned to the clinic and received an urgent task to go to the rural areas for medical consultation. She didn't return home until a month later, after seeing the last patient.As soon as she opened the house door, a strong smell of blood hit her.The scene before her eyes was chaotic, with pots and pans scattered all over the floor, and her mother sitting on the sofa, bearing signs of physical abuse.Ivy's heart tightened, and she quickly grabbed the first aid kit from the cabinet above the shoe rack and rushed towards her. "He hit you again?!"Her mother tried to comfort her, "It's okay.""This scumbag!" Ivy cursed, unable to contain her anger. "I've told him countless times that the accident three years ago had nothing to do with you or him. It was my fault, and since he dares not vent his anger on me, he takes it out on you. Mom, you're his wife, he shouldn't treat you like this!""You know your father has always been like this, right?" Mrs. Jones held Ivy's hand indifferently
The assistant coughed a few times, waved his hand to clear the exhaust fumes for Shawn, and suggested with difficulty, "How if I drive you instead?""No need." His gaze fell on the girl in the pickup truck wearing a duckbill cap. A playful glint flashed beneath his deep eyes hidden behind the black sunglasses.Seeing that he couldn't persuade his boss, the assistant frowned. This pickup truck obviously had signs of being in an accident. The rear cover was lifted, the body was dented, and the windshield was cracked.Shawn's usual ride was a globally limited-edition luxury car, and this truck... what kind of junk was it?!Ivy, dressed casually, jumped out of the car. Seeing the displeased expression on the assistant's face, she asked Shawn, "Who is this?""I am Mt. Tate's...""Colleague." Shawn interrupted him, sending a warning look to the assistant. "Thank you for your help. You can go back to work."Helpless, the assistant sighed inwardly. If the boss insisted on enduring hardships, t
Harry Jones held a toothpick in his mouth and, seeing the mother and daughter hugging each other, he sneered, "What? Complaining about me to your beloved daughter again?"Hearing his words, Mrs. Jones shivered instinctively.Ivy lightly patted her mother's hand, signaling her not to be afraid.She coldly looked at Mr. Jones, "Why are you back?""This is my home. Why can't I come back?" Mr. Jones sat on the chair across from them, swaying his legs, looking disdainfully at Ivy. "As for you, you're just a money-losing deal. Why did you come back? No wonder my luck has been so bad these days. It turns out it's because of you!"After finishing his words, he casually spat out the toothpick to the ground and extended his hand toward Ivy.Ivy frowned. Her mother said he was on a business trip before... it seems he spent these days gambling in secret and only returned after losing.It was the same when she was a child. Every time he went out to gamble, if he won, it was fine, but if he lost, h
Seeing Shawn start to call the police, Mr. Jones was furious."You dare!" Mr. Jones snarled and glared menacingly at Mrs. Jones, threatening, "Wait for me; I'll deal with you sooner or later!"Turning around, he looked at the table of good food, swiping it all off with a wave of his hand. Bowls and plates clattered to the floor.Satisfied, Mr. Jones left the house.The iron gate closed, and Mrs. Jones' body went limp. She trembled uncontrollably due to fear, unable to speak.Ivy bent down, gently embracing her and patting her back.After some time, Shawn handed a tissue to the mother and daughter."Clean up; we're going home." Shawn said to Ivy, "Your mother's physical and mental state isn't suitable for staying here. Let her stay at our place for now."Ivy was surprised, "Our place...?"When did they have a house?Seeing her puzzled expression, Shawn smiled, "Our house is in the northern suburbs, close to your clinic, and it's convenient for us to take care of your mom."Ivy, hearin
Ivy followed those long and slender fingers as they moved upward. The muscular patterns on the arm were sharply defined, exuding a deadly sensuality.She unconsciously swallowed.Soon, realizing her loss of composure, she shook her head.‘Ivy, get a grip!’ She wanted to sober herself up, but the more she tried, the more rapid her breathing became. Even the clock on the wall seemed to speed up at her thought, as if urging something.She looked around, and the bright light in the study had turned into a warm, ambiguous glow, causing her heart to race and her mouth to go dry."Ah!"Suddenly, the world spun around her, and Shawn lifted her onto his lap. Her small hand gripped the white collar of his shirt, increasing the pressure due to her nervousness.The button on the collar gave way and fell to the ground.‘Oh no!’Ivy internally sighed. She closed her eyes and her ears turned bright red.Shawn was quite pleased with Ivy's reaction. He leaned in close to her ear and whispered, "Is it
Ivy hesitated about whether to tell her mother that she had no intention of having a child. Just then, Shawn suddenly wrapped his arm around her waist."Mom, my body needs some time to recover, so Ivy and I have discussed it. We've decided to wait another two or three years before having a child."He took all the responsibility upon himself.Ivy looked at Shawn in surprise, and he met her gaze. His deep eyes seemed to have already seen through her little thoughts.Hearing Shawn's words, the disappointment in Mrs. Jones's eyes flashed briefly, but she knew very well that rushing into having a child was not the right way to go."Okay," she said with a hint of approval.Shawn suddenly changed the subject, "How about we deal with your divorce during this time? It would also put Ivy's mind at ease.""But..." Mrs. Jones also understood that she was a big obstacle in Ivy's heart. She sighed, "But Ivy's father is not willing to agree to the divorce. You've just gotten married, and you have ex