Juelz came over quickly. Just as Dorothy finished half a cup of tea, he opened the door and rushed in. Seeing his beloved woman, he smiled softly at her. All those anxious and sorrowful emotions that had been entangled in his heart for many days finally turned into joy. He rushed over and hugged Dorothy's thin body tightly in his arms. He said in a trembling voice, "Dory, it has been 24 days, five hours, nine minute and eight seconds. I've been waiting for you for so long. You are finally back." His embrace was burning hot, his breathing was rapid, and his heart was racing. All of this brought an indescribable warmth and peace to Dorothy's mind. She raised her head, and smiled at him. "Juelz, I haven't seen you in such a long time. You seem to have turned, hmm, a little ugly." There was now a stubby beard on his handsome face, and his eyes were deeper too. He seemed to have lost a ton of weight and looked bony. He looked like a pitiful refugee. However, th
Dorothy and Juelz walked into the apartment together. They met Germaine's shocking and fanatic gaze. Before anyone could speak, a tiny pink figure came out behind Germaine... There was a delicate and wonderful smile on her face as she threw herself into Dorothy's arms. "Mommy, you're really mommy. Aunt Germaine, are you seeing this? My mommy is finally home." Germaine nodded, and tears of joy welled up in her eyes. "Belle, you are right. Your mommy has really returned." Dorothy knelt down and held her daughter's little body tightly in her arms. Tears welled up in her eyes, and her throat was choked with sobs that she almost could not utter a single word. "Belle, you've lost so much weight. I'm sorry. It's my fault. I won't ever leave you for such a long time ever again, okay?" "Mommy, Germaine and Juelz said that you went to a place far, far away for a business trip. They said it was tiring, and you had to earn a lot of money to cure my illness. Mommy, I d
The lighting was clearly not great, it was even a little dim. Even so, Dorothy was able to recognize the man standing there with a cold look on his face. He wore a dark gray shirt and trousers which enhanced his chiseled features. A chill emitted from his body, making people tremble as if the entire world owed him something. When he realized she saw him, Credence touched the collar of his shirt. His pale and thin face looked even more tired under the soft lighting. Just as he was about to walk towards Dorothy, Jonathan suddenly appeared from behind. A young woman with thin eyebrows and a slim waist was beside him. She had an awl-like face that was similar to Dorothy's. Jonathan did not notice Dorothy standing at the end of the corridor. He had found a girl that looked a lot like Dorothy and pushed her towards Credence. He smiled evilly. "Credence, people cannot come back from the dead. No matter how great she was, it's all in the past now. As humans, we need to
When Juelz was about to kiss her, Dorothy was thoroughly dumbfounded. Firstly, it was because she was mentally unprepared. The other reason was that her alcohol-filled head made her dizzy and her reaction was a little slow. Just when she was about to come back to her senses, Juelz's kiss was less than half a centimeter away from her lips. Dorothy's face immediately turned red, and she turned her head anxiously. Her heartbeat was a little uneven. She was pressed against the wall by the man's hot and warm chest. His tender eyes, as well as the refreshing sunshine feeling emitted from his body, completely covered Dorothy. She could not hide from it, nor could she escape. "Juelz, don't, don't do this." Dorothy bit her lips tightly. Her legs had turned jelly and she could not support herself. She slipped and fell to the ground. "Must you be this scared of being kissed by me?" Juelz was both angry and amused. He stretched out his long arms and
Credence stared at Dorothy's bright yet cold face. The guilt and affection in his heart collapsed in an instant as if the thousands of degrees of hot lava from a volcano had melted him away. He did not know the mood in which he had when he witnessed Juelz and her being intimate and kissing each other. Those 25 days of her disappearance were the most painful blow he had ever experienced. Now, she was kissing Juelz intimately. To him, this was merciless and cruel ridicule. This man's heart, which had turned tender and brittle because of her, was starting to break down little by little. Her kiss with Juelz, the man who was greatly inferior to him, had placed him at the edge of an erupting volcano and was sent down an endless abyss. His blood and bones broke inch by inch, and he was numb from the pain. He took the cigarette out of his mouth with his fingers and slowly threw it into an ashtray. His icy-cold gaze fell on Dorothy's face once again. After ten minu
Dorothy raised her head and noticed that Juelz, a man who had always been as handsome as sunshine, had an indescribable dull emotion in his eyes when he handed her a tissue. "Thank you." She accepted the tissue, wiped away the tears, and said in a low voice, "Juelz, to tell you the truth. I don't know if I can still love Credence without holding any grudges." After she thought for a while, she continued, "Ever since I fell into the Talco River and was saved by Jeremy, my heart had always been filled with resentment. As soon as I hear the word 'Credence', I want nothing more than to kill him with my own hands." "Just now, when he put a knife in my hand and stabbed it into his chest, I felt a burst of abnormal joy when I saw so much blood oozing out of him." "Juelz, do you think that my heart has become terrible and cruel?" At that moment, she really wanted to use all of her strength to stab Credence to death. She wanted to kill him in a single blow.
Several young men in uniforms rushed over with no expression on their faces. Their leader, who knocked Juelz to the ground with a punch, was Marvin. He and Jonathan had helped Credence out of the club and moved him into the car. The wound on his chest was so deep that his bones were almost visible. His eyes got sharp and he told Jonathan to send Credence to the hospital first. After that, he called up several men who lived nearby and decided to teach Dorothy and Juelz a lesson. Why could this b*tch of a couple still act so unscrupulously while Credence was being overwhelmed by his delayed awakening to this love? The man's face was darker than the night. He looked sharply at the woman who was kneeling beside Juelz. She was calling him gently. Seeing the red kiss marks on her fair neck and pink face, as well as her tender eyes. It looked obvious to him. Although he had never had a real girlfriend, he still had experience in seeing his subordinates flirt with girls
When they arrived at the hospital, Dorothy was dragged out of the car by Marvin, and she was forced to follow his furious footsteps to the emergency room. Marvin was in a hurry. He did not control his strength when dragged Dorothy left and right. When Dorothy was about to fall to the ground, an arm covered in a black shirt appeared suddenly. He had a strong grip and firmly supported her where she was. "Thank you." Dorothy thanked him politely. When she got to her feet, she raised her head and realized the cold face belonged to Jeremy. She was taken aback for a moment. This man was just like Credence, they both liked to wear black suits and trousers. Under the dim white lights of the hospital corridor, his good-looking features seemed slightly evil and cold. At first glance, his sharp face looked a little like Credence's. Dorothy gasped in shock at this sudden thought. She quickly shook her head and suppressed the unrealistic thoughts in her heart. Du
Dorothy and the group didn't buy plane tickets. Instead, Credence used his insane wealth to charter a private jet for them to fly straight to Monticello. Ten hours later, Dorothy and the others arrived at a warm city in the south of Monticello from Talco City, where the north wind whistled past. When she got off the plane, Dorothy felt dizzy. Credence held her in his arms as he gently guided her forward. When she turned around, he saw Yezoo's kind smile, as well as Ysabelle's cold, fake smile. Dorothy suddenly felt uneasey. She lowered her head, pulled back her hair that was hanging from her ear, and asked Credence, "If we really expose her true intentions, do you... do you think that my father... wouldn't be able to accept it?" After getting along with each other for the past few weeks, Dorothy could tell that Yezoo really loved Ysabelle wholeheartedly. He didn't detest her for having worked in nightclubs before this. She concluded that Yezoo was very att
Dorothy looked at Ysabelle, who was standing by the door. She had a bad feeling. She felt that Ysabelle gave off a different vibe compared to Yezoo's kindness. This seemingly noble lady may be her biological mother, but she still felt that something was off about her for some reason. Credence noticed that Dorothy's expression had suddenly soured. He followed her gaze and saw Ysabelle standing with a group of ladies. He immediately pushed the wheelchair to the door and spoke politely but in a somewhat distant manner, "Ysabelle, how long have you been there?" "Not long! Credence, as you can see, Yezoo has hired these nannies for Dorothy. I'm here to see if you need anything else." Ysabelle smiled. The smile on her face was somewhat ambiguous. "I have already arranged for some other people to take care of my wife!" Credence frowned and continued, "However, I've yet to call them over for the time being because Dorothy is still weak." "Well, since you 've already arr
Dorothy recognized this woman who had a sexy body and a pleasant face. She had a good impression of Minnie. She heard Credence mention her a few times from time to time. It seemed like Jonathan was pursuing her. She didn't know how that was going. However, seeing as Jonathan liked to tease Minnie and call her names, she guessed he had little to no chance of winning her over at all. Dorothy slowly turned her head and looked outside the door. She said softly, "I'm fine. I don't need your help right now. My child was only three pounds heavy when he was born. I want to know how he's doing now, and my daughter as well. Her name is Belle. Yesterday, she had a bone marrow transplant operation. The doctor told me that the operation was successful, but I fainted after giving birth to my baby. I don't know how my daughter is doing." Minnie hadn't slept all night. Not only was she looking after Dorothy, she had a hunch that Dorothy would ask these questions right after she woke
Jonathan had a hunch about what was going on. He had been following Credence closely. He stared at Credence's every move with his burning eyes, waiting for the first sign of his weakening. The special drug from Monticello that had been injected into him would last for five hours at most. Credence's body was strong enough to hold on until now. He was able to last for the full five hours. At that moment, Jonathan saw Credence's hands slowly let go of the bed's railings. He was falling backward, Jonathan quickly ran towards him like a gust of wind. He frowned and supported Credence's back. "Credence, hold on, you need to hold on! You mustn't be a cause of concern right now. Dorothy has just given birth. She's so weak that a gust of wind is enough to make her collapse. If she still needs to worry about you, how long do you think she'll last?" The moment he made contact with Credence, Jonathan keenly examined his hands. Credence's muscles and bones seemed to be falling apa
"What's the matter? Why isn't the baby crying?" Dorothy's voice was hoarse, and she looked very worried. She remembered when Belle was born, she wasn't as quiet as this. Her cries were so loud it almost caused the delivery room to collapse. When they heard her loud cries, almost everyone assumed that Belle was a naughty little boy. Instead, she was an adorable and naughty girl. Perhaps she had suffered too much pain and torment when she divorced Credence, and all that despair had affected her in the womb. As a result, when Belle was born, her body was in a poor condition, and she often had to go to the hospital for medicine and infusions. Later, she was diagnosed with leukemia. Fortunately, in the end, Jeremy was kind enough to hand Rosalie, who had matching bone marrow to Belle's, over to them so that they could save her life. Dorothy was elated at the thought that Belle was going to recover. Since Belle's illness could be cured, this little b
Inside the delivery room, Dorothy was given an anesthetic. However, she didn't know whether it was because her nerves were too thick or if the anesthetic didn't have much of an effect on her body. She was still very conscious, and she could very clearly feel the pain. Her stomach felt heavy and was in extreme pain. She felt as though the injection was given to someone else and not her. After struggling for over an hour, she was in so much pain that she had almost turned mad, her mind was in a chaotic state. Her face was as pale as a piece of paper, and she was lying on the delivery bed with sweat all over her body. Her breathing was weak. Sometimes she could breathe properly, sometimes it was difficult. The smell of blood lingered in the air. The attending female doctor continued to cheer her on, "Mrs. Scott, the child hasn't come out yet. Hold on, hold on for a little while longer." Dorothy nodded. As soon as she responded, she suddenly felt her stomach b
When she saw a familiar man rushing inside, Dorothy, who was sweating profusely, and was in so much pain that her vision had gone blurry, thought that she was dreaming. Her pale lips trembled greatly, and her eyes were dull as she looked straight ahead. "Credence, why, why are you here? Your injuries..." Before she fainted, she clearly remembered hearing Jonathan shouting loudly at him, telling him that his body was on the verge of collapse. Where was his wheelchair? Why wasn't anyone helping him push his wheelchair in? He should have gone back to his wheelchair, but why was he suddenly standing in front of her again with such a straight and domineering posture? Dorothy's heart became anxious. She was worried about Credence's body, as well as the child in her womb. Her face turned extremely pale as if she had been thrown into an ice cellar. Her entire body was cold. She was wrapped in two thick quilts as she dealt with the immense pain and shivering cold. The te
Credence raised his hand and massaged his stiff neck. He held that posture for a long time as he stared at the white wall that was connected to the delivery room. His neck was as stiff as a board. It felt numb, sore, and was quite painful. But the pain was nothing to him. He could tolerate it. But on this day, the strain from the gruesome rehabilitation training had begun to spread from his arms to his thighs, torso, and gradually, his entire body. It felt like his muscles were being stabbed with a knife. It was so painful that he, a man who used to train in the special forces, almost couldn't bear it. It was especially painful now that he was standing firmly beside Dorothy as they waited for Belle's bone marrow transplant surgery to end. At 6:30 in the morning, he forced Jonathan to inject him with a stimulant. It was an extremely strong one that could revert his body back to a normal state for a short period of time. However, there were certain rules to
Germaine grabbed the frame of the door and slowly walked out of the toilet. Her face was pale and her body was covered in a cold sweat. She looked like she had just stepped out of a swimming pool. She was wet and sticky all over. During the past month, she had been so worried about Dorothy and Belle's health. She hadn't eaten or slept well for several days, which caused her to have stomach pain and constipation. Every time she went to the toilet, she would be constipated for over half an hour. She tried out all kinds of solutions such as holding her breath, which nearly cost her life. A while ago, while she was waiting outside Belle's operating room, she felt unbearable pain in her stomach and rushed to the bathroom. After over half an hour of torment, she was finally done. Just as she was about to pull up her trousers and leave, she heard someone walk in with high-heels. Then, the woman who walked in closed the door and made a phone call. As soon as the woman s