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, he would come home and beat her mother.
Thinking of this, she felt even more disgusted by the father in front of her.
"What are you still doing? Give me the money!" Mr. Jones urged, cursing loudly. "You jinx, ever since you were born, my luck has never been good! I thought you could marry into a wealthy family and would bring prosperity, but who knew you would mess it up!"
"Shut up!"
Facing this biological father, Ivy felt nothing but disgust.
"What?" Mr. Jones sneered, "Do you want to hit me?"
"I'm not like you. Only cowards hit women and children." Ivy sneered, recalling the pain he inflicted on her and her mother since childhood. Her eyes deepened with hatred.
"But haven't you experienced what I did to you before?" he retorted.
"Today, I'll beat you to death!" Full of new and old grievances, Mr. Jones grabbed the slippers from the floor and swung them towards Ivy.
Ivy quickly moved her mother to the left to avoid it, but Mr. Jones unsteady on his feet, stumbled into the sofa, missing his target.
He then picked up the broom next to him, shaking with anger. "Why are you dodging? How dare?"
"Please don't do this. If you want to hit someone, hit me." Mrs. Jones stood in front of Ivy, looking at Mr. Jones with a pleading expression. "She's your daughter! If you want to hit someone, hit me. I'll stand still and let you vent your anger, alright?"
"I'm going to kill you today!" Mr. Jones grabbed Mrs. Jones' wrist and cursed, "My parents said you haven't given them a thousand dollars for this month's living expenses. You're damn outrageous. I married you to have sons, to make you work for my parents. But damn it, you haven't done a thing! I might as well kill you!"
Hearing this, Mrs. Jones' heart shattered. Choking back tears, she said, "You never gave me any money. A thousand dollars in monthly living expenses were all from the inheritance my parents left me. It's already spent last month, and I truly have no money now."
"Then go sell something!" Mr. Jones, infuriated, said, "There are plenty of old men willing to pay for a woman like you. Sell yourself to a few of them, and you'll have not just a thousand, but thirty thousand a month!"
"Shut up!" Ivy interrupted Mr. Jones' words with a stern voice.
"Mom, don't ask him for money. He's not worth it!" Ivy comforted her mother, embracing her gently.
"What?" Mr. Jones laughed sarcastically, "Are you trying to instigate our divorce again, you jinx? Today, I must beat you to death!"
Saying this, he grabbed the broom and rushed towards them again.
Ivy pulled her mother to the left, but instead of experiencing the anticipated pain, she was surprised to see that her father's violent hand had been grabbed by Shawn.
Seated in the wheelchair, Shawn looked like an enraged beast, his eyes cold and fierce.
"Ivy is my wife. You can't touch her!"
Mr. Jones winced as he was grabbed by Shawn, almost in pain, but he quickly regained his composure and looked at the legs. "Ha, just a useless person who can't walk. What's there to be afraid of?"
He struggled with all his might to break free from Shawn's grasp and angrily scolded, "You useless thing, what qualification do you have to lecture me?"
Suddenly recalling what Shawn said earlier, he stared fiercely at Ivy, "He said you are his wife?"
Mr. Jones was furious, "You had a perfectly good wealthy boyfriend, but you chose a disabled person who can't walk? I'll beat you to death today to save myself from embarrassment!"
Saying that, he picked up the broom and swept it towards Ivy again.
Shawn had astonishing strength; he grabbed the hem of his clothes from behind and pulled hard.
Mr. Jones, unable to stand firmly, was thrown out and hit his waist on the coffee table.
Mr. Jones was in pain, sweating coldly. He groaned, holding his waist and standing up. Shawn sat calmly in the wheelchair, his black eyes sharp, warning others to keep their distance.
Regardless of the past, now that Ivy was married to him, she was his. Bullying her was an affront to Shawn's face, and he wouldn't tolerate it.
Mr. Jones glared at him, wanting to approach and fight, but when he saw Shawn's strong and veined arms, his courage diminished, and he dared not be presumptuous.
The man's thin lips slightly opened, eyes flashing with a dangerous light, "Why don't you leave now?"
Mr. Jones puffed out his chest, "This is my house..."
Shawn sneered, "Then let the police decide." Saying that he took out his phone to call the police.
***
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
Ivy took a deep breath and decisively pushed away from Shawn's kiss. "I'll be back... I'll come to save you later."With those words, she didn't dare to look at him and quickly walked out of the door.Shawn watched as Ivy's figure disappeared outside, and his handsome face instantly darkened.First, she had approached and gained his grandmother's trust, and now, meeting this stranger for the first time, she was asking for immediate marriage registration. It seemed like a calculated and strategic move, possibly part of her plan to control the situation.....Fifteen minutes laterIvy parked her motorcycle in front of the clinic but heard commotion from inside."Ivy, get out here!"The voice made Ivy's eyebrows furrow. As expected, as soon as she entered the clinic, she saw her father berating the doctors and nurses in the clinic with his hands on his hips."You bastard, do you know who I am? I'm the father of your Dr. Jones! She will stand there obediently and let me scold her when she
Ivy continued to calmly observe the patient's condition, paying no attention to the speaking nurses. She replied nonchalantly to their hesitations, and then turned her attention back to the patient's family."Dr. Ticko will take about an hour to arrive here," she answered the nurses. She then turned to the patient's family and reminded them, "The patient's condition is extremely critical. Immediate surgery is necessary, or else the patient will risk amputation. If you wish to wait for another doctor or go to another hospital, you are welcome to do so, but you will have to bear the risks and consequences of delaying the treatment.""I..." The patient couldn't refute her words and persisted in preventing the surgery, but their resolve was beginning to waver.At this moment, a nurse by the patient's side shouted, "Oh no! The patient has lost consciousness!"Ivy leaned down to look at the patient, and her expression turned grim. "The patient is in septic shock and requires immediate surge
The discussion inside was heated, and Ivy stood at the door in silence for a while. In the end, she released her hand and turned to leave.The Ordinary Clinic was the only clinic in the bustling county of the poorest district in the city. Because the patients were all poor, the clinic's revenue was usually not great, and the salaries for the medical staff were naturally low.So, the clinic struggled to hire staff, and the people who worked there were mostly long-time employees.Ivy usually focused on her work and her patients and didn't have deep relationships with them. She always thought that everyone did their own job, and there was no interference. She didn't expect that her image in their eyes would be like this.It was rather strange.Just as she walked to the end of the corridor, a young nurse came running toward her, "Dr. Jones, quick, there's a new patient outside."Upon hearing about a new patient, Ivy grabbed the nurse's hand and headed towards the emergency room, saying, "
Ivy was momentarily surprised, and was about to say something when she heard Lilith say, "Kevin is back in the country too. He messaged me last night to inquire about you.""Oh," Ivy responded in a nonchalant tone, showing little reaction.Her principle in life was always to look forward and never look back.Seeing Ivy hanging her head and not saying anything, Lilith thought she might be feeling sentimental. She advised, "Ivy, you can't give up on yourself. Marriage is not child's play. I know the situation with you and Kevin has...""Lilith!" Ivy was rendered speechless by Lilith's imagination and said seriously, "My decision to marry Shawn was made after careful consideration."Lilith exclaimed, "Less than the time for a cup of coffee and you went to get married? Is that what you call careful consideration?!"Ivy gently soothed her as she raised her furrowed brows, "I swear, it wasn't a spur of the moment decision. After being friends for so many years, don't you know what kind of p
Brown leather shoes came into view first, but the familiar face left Ivy and Lilith in disbelief."Isn't that Jasson Brown, the one who came to my clinic last night?" Ivy asked in surprise."Hello, everyone, I am Jasson Brown, Mr. Cato Alter's acting attorney," he said earnestly on TV, wiggling the index finger that was wrapped like a mummy. "Today, I will fully represent Mr. Cato Alter in attending the Alter Group's annual shareholder meeting and execute his resolutions.""How boring," Lilith sneered. "Cato Alter must be very ugly, or he wouldn't be afraid to show himself."Ivy, however, understood Cato Alter's actions. If she were in his place, she would have taken these abnormal measures to protect herself after suffering so much harm."Your Smith family also has significant business in the city, so you'll have the opportunity to meet him sooner or later," she comforted Lilith softly as they walked out of the clinic.When they got into the car, Ivy's college mentor, Professor Smith