After hearing Credence's order, Benjamin was shocked. He asked, "Mr. Scott, we are already at the hospital. Don't you want to see Mrs. Scott?" "There's no need! Right now, the person she doesn't want to see most is me." Credence gave him a cold look, then adjusted his collar with his slender fingers. He said calmly, "Besides, with Melanie hanging on to me, it'll only be safer for Dorothy if I keep my distance." Did that mean he was willing to let Juelz, the man with bad intentions, linger around Dorothy all day long? Benjamin silently complained in his heart. He did not make any sound and immediately started the car. He turned the car around and slowly drove out of the alley. When the Maybach stopped at a red light, Benjamin secretly glanced at Credence through the rearview mirror. Credence was expressionless, but his brows were furrowed, and he looked unhappy. What did this indicate? It meant that Mr. Scott was not as calm as he seemed to be.
Dorothy took a closer look and realized that it was Germaine who was walking towards her. She was wearing a fiery red dress and in good spirits. It looked like she had finally walked out of the psychological horrors of Jeremy's tortures. "Dory, I'm here to see you, Belle and your unborn child." Germaine showed Dorothy her phone and said cheerily, "Lenolie City's in its peak travel season, and my classmate can't handle things on her own anymore. She's been urging me to get back there everyday, so I've already booked a flight for ten o' clock tonight. I can only stay here with you until six before I leave for the airport." Dorothy knew very well that Germaine would leave Talco City again sooner or later to heal her wounds, but it came so suddenly that she sucked in a breath. Dorothy put away the comic book in her hand and looked at Germaine, somewhat shocked. "You're leaving so soon? Don't you want to spend more time with me and Belle here?" Germaine wrapped her a
In an elegant restaurant. As soon as Jeremy and Wilson walked in, the restaurant owner greeted them with a smile. He bowed and said, "Mr. Sherman, I am very sorry. The entire second and third floors have been booked. Would you mind moving over to the fourth floor?" Jeremy frowned. His eyes gave off a sinister glare. Glancing at Wilson, he stopped in his tracks and began to slowly light a cigarette. He took one breath after another, and his eyelids narrowed so deeply that wrinkles appeared. Wilson understood his boss' expression and walked over to the restaurant owner. He had a wicked smile on his face. "Hey, tell me, who here thinks that they can just book up two whole floors? Who would be so bold as to make my boss move to a different room than his usual one?" "Mr. Sherman..." The restaurant owner was so scared, his legs turned weak and he almost fell to the ground. In a stutter, he explained. "It's, it's Mr. Scott, Credence. He's brought a woman, a coquettish
In the hospital, Belle was reading her comics. Dorothy was sitting next to her and reading as well. She would occasionally glance at Germaine. Germaine answered her phone, and her calm face suddenly fumed in anger. Dorothy was worried and asked. "What happened?" "No, it's nothing. It was just a guest of mine, he decided not to book a room for the time being." Germaine's voice sounded urgent as if she was hiding something. She took a few deep breaths and forced a smile. "Dory, Belle, come on. Let's have one last meal together. After that, I have to go to the airport." "What do you mean by last meal? Nonsense." Dorothy frowned, as she gently rebuked Germaine. She then turned around and went to the bathroom to change into a long-sleeved knitted dress. She then helped Belle change into a beautiful sports suit. After that, she held Belle's hands and left the ward with Germaine. ...... As soon as Germaine got out of the car, she spotted two fam
This was Dorothy's innate nature. With just a glance, she was certain that the woman who was being so intimate with Credence was Melanie. Dorothy felt as though her heart had been fiercely pierced by a bullet, and blood flowed out of her. She saw Melanie wrap her hands around Credence's neck, and her lipstick-stained lips were touching his chin. She even heard Melanie speaking in a soft and husky voice, "Credence, don't go home tonight. Let's talk about the old days and have s*x, what do you think? Ten days ago, you promised to celebrate my birthday and spend the night with me. You must keep your promise." "Credence, I'm certain you'll give me an unforgettable night!" Dorothy finally understood. Ten days ago, Credence had agreed to have a romantic night with Melanie. This was why he didn't come to see her in the hospital for such a long time. In fact, he never showed up once. It was because he was spending all his time with Melanie. Dorothy st
"Ah!" Germaine screamed, but before she could react, she was thrown onto the cold surface of the window by Melanie. Then, she fell to the ground with a hard crash. As she landed on the ground, the back of her head hit a hard brick. The immense pain she felt nearly made her throw up. She screamed in pain from the depths of her throat, but she still continued to yell. "F*ck you, you shameless b*tch, how dare you steal someone else's husband? How dare you try to hurt me. Believe me when I say that I'll get someone to f*ck you up!" "Weren't you acting so arrogant only a second ago?" Melanie snorted. She put on her high heels and leisurely walked towards Germaine who was lying on the ground and unable to move. She suddenly stepped on one of her arms. She put more weight on her foot and flashed a sinister smile. "B*tch, how dare you shout at me. Who do you think you are? Yes, I seduced Dorothy's husband, and I intend to sleep with him every night. So what? It's none o
Third rib bone from the top, that's where the heart is! Jeremy intended to kill Melanie without hesitation.. His dark eyes slowly turned more intense, much like that of a bloodthirsty beast. "Melanie, why are you still alive?" Melanie jumped backward and was high above the ground. She landed firmly on her feet by the window to support herself. She moved two more meters to the left before finally standing still on the ground. After successfully dodging Jeremy's killer move, she smiled. "You are not dead, too, pervert. So why can't I?" She happened to be standing right in the middle, between Credence and Jeremy. When Credence saw this, he immediately pulled off his necktie and threw it on the ground. His face was devoid of any expression. It was a terrifying sight. He spoke very slowly Jeremy, "If you want to avenge Germaine, then let's join forces, and we'll end Melanie's life here." "Work with you? Never, not even in my next life!"
Dorothy, Germaine, and Belle walked out of the restaurant. Wilson had been waiting for them in his black Rolls-Royce. He nodded and smiled, "Miss Germaine, Miss Fisher, please get in. The boss has tasked me to send you back to the hospital." "No need! I fear that I won't be able to leave that car alive." Germaine was still frightened of Jeremy. Her beautiful face was stiff, and she was quick to refuse Wilson's enthusiastic proposal. When they arrived at the restaurant, Germaine drove. She had fetched Dorothy and Belle. Germaine's hand was badly trampled on by Melanie, and Dorothy had bandaged it. She couldn't hold on to the steering wheel, so she asked the restaurant owner for a driver to send them back. The restaurant owner found a designated driver. She was a middle-aged woman with a serious demeanor who didn't speak much. After Dorothy and the others got into the car, she started the car and carefully drove away. Jeremy sat in the back of the car
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