Damon's face was tense. He trembled profusely. For a moment, Nicholas and Jasper thought he might pass out. Holding his breath, Damon didn't dare to move forward. Nicholas, who usually hid behind Damon's back, walked over quickly. Standing at the door of the garage, he gasped. "Damon, why don't you, stay there for a bit…" He carefully talked to Damon as he stood there. "We'll send Celeste to the hospital first with the ambulance. You can meet us at the hospital." It was as if Damon couldn't hear him. He dashed past Nicholas and barged into the garage. Celeste had fainted. Her head was covered with blood. She had hit her head against the wall. There was blood between her legs too. That must've been from the baby. There were pictures of Sylvia jumping off the building all over the wall. The pictures were likely screenshots of videos that were presented in high resolution. A few of them were stained with blood. They were most probably torn by Celeste. Nicholas, Jas
"What do you mean?" Celeste was dumbfounded for a moment as she asked quietly. She had already felt that something was wrong. She was just being hopeful. "We'll have more children in the future, my dear." Damon hugged her tight. His arms were shaking. Celeste used all her might to push him away. Still in a daze, she sat up. "So, the baby is gone. Am I right?" "Sorry, I didn't protect you well." Her face was pale and the bandage on her head was stained with blood. She seemed fragile and tiny in the patient gown. Damon's heart ached so much as if someone was throwing daggers at him. He tried to hug her again. "No way. How long have I been sleeping for?" she asked. "Three days." Megan dashed to the bed. "Three days? How would three days be enough for you to pay respect to your 'father-in-law?' Since Mr. Sullivan has passed away, why did you bother leaving Leah behind and come here instead?" Once again, she glanced at Damon. There was resentment and hatred in her eyes.
At this moment, any explanation he made would be useless. Watching how sad and sickly Celeste seemed, Damon's heart clenched. Celeste had always been proud and strong. But now, she was lying on the sickbed, looking so fragile as if she was about to collapse at any moment. How could he have let her suffer from such pain? "You can punish me all you want, okay? Anything. I'll do anything for you," he said. He'd do anything for her as long as she didn't leave him. Didn't turn away from him.He felt as if there were daggers in his heart. He tried his best to remain composed as he talked to Celeste. "I don't want anything but divorce." Celeste insisted. "Celeste, you just woke up, so you might make decisions impulsively. Why don't you get some rest and you can talk about this in a few days?" Nicholas felt that he was considered a close acquaintance to Celeste, so he tried to convince her. Celeste only turned her head away without a word. The next day, Celeste didn't allow Damo
Seeing how someone destroyed the brake system in advance, the culprit must have made foolproof preparations to kill both the driver and Celeste. Celeste barely survived after being locked up in the garage. Damon didn't dare imagine what would've happened if something happened to her and the driver on the road. Even if he couldn't produce any evidence, Damon knew that this must be related to the York family. He just didn't know if there was anyone else involved other than the family. "Keep a close watch on the York family. It's time to attack." Damon's voice was deep and cold. On the other end of the call, Liam couldn't help but shiver. Celeste was hospitalized for a week. Damon would come every day to ask her doctor about her recovery. Then, he'd sit on the bench outside her ward for a whole day. A well-dressed handsome young man had been sitting outside the ward every day like a statue. It attracted a lot of people's attention. "That 'statue' is still sitting there!" Sur
After Celeste made the decision, she became the warrior who could do anything she wanted once again. She didn't want to stay sick in the hospital. Her body was still weak, and her head was still bandaged. Yet, she started to plan what to do after this. "Help me find a house. I don't care about the details as long as it's cheap." In her group chat with Megan and Winston, Celeste told Megan about this. She then tagged Winston and asked him to recommend a reliable divorce lawyer for her. "How much money do you want from him? I know a lawyer who's good at dealing with matrimonial assets. He might be able to ask for half of Damon's property for you." Winston heard about what happened from Megan. He knew Celeste quite well. So he was just joking with her when he asked this question. "I want to know how I can return all the property Damon gave me," Celeste said honestly. "Do you think he'd be happy if you didn't want his money? If you take half his assets or life away, perhaps h
Great. Just great! What a generous woman she was. She tried to return everything he gave her to him. Did she think that she could leave easily without owing him anything after this? After the lawyer left, Damon was brimming with anger as he read the draft agreement. Would she be able to forget all the intimate and loving moments they had for the past few months? She even managed to earn tens of millions of dollars from the rent! She said that she'd give him the extra money she earned as well since he had paid for the capital. She spent quite a lot of his money throughout the time she lived with him. Although she wouldn't be able to calculate it, there was no point in doing that anyway. She even suggested not going to court just to protect his image at a time like this! She was such a calm, rational, and considerate woman! The only thing she didn't mention was their feelings for each other! The more Damon thought about it, the angrier he became. He pushed the doo
"Did he not want the consultation fees anymore?" Megan couldn't help asking when she saw Celeste end the call. "It's obvious that he didn't dare to take my case after being threatened by the almighty Mr. Bishop." Celeste rolled her eyes. "What are you going to do then?" "I'll do it myself." Based on what Celeste knew about Damon, the same thing would happen even if she hired another lawyer. She had a basic understanding of how to transfer property to another as a gift. She could probably handle the rest, it would just take a lot of energy and effort. "You two must be out of your minds. There's so much money here. But you're insisting on giving it back to him, and he's adamant on not taking it," Megan complained. "If we're getting a divorce, we shouldn't owe each other anything," Celeste sighed. …After staying at the hospital for a few more days, Celeste got herself discharged. Megan brought her to a small apartment after that. "My family bought this unit for me when
Damon felt miserable. He went back home unusually early. "Mr. Bishop, Mrs. Bishop has just returned. She's upstairs." Seeing Damon enter, Edna quickly welcomed him. She was finally back. Only then did Damon relax a little. "Ask what she wants to eat and make it for her," he said. "There's no need for that. I'm leaving in a short while," Celeste said politely. She was packing her things up. She walked out of the room when she heard voices. She then stood by the railing on the second floor. The two had been living together for so long. They even shared countless intimate moments. But now, she sounded so polite as if she was an outsider. Damon was hurt. He raised his head to look at her. She was so thin that he could barely see her underneath that gray wool sweater. The sweater clung onto her, making her seem fragile and pale. Instantly, he was overwhelmed with regret. Suppressing his heartache, he walked upstairs. "Are you feeling better? You got discharged so soon.