Jenna knew it would turn out like this. Although what she had foreseen was true, she felt indifferent. In the past, she wanted Jacqueline and Shawn to destroy each other. However, Shawn later helped Jenna a great deal while Quinn was injured and in a vegetative state. Shawn helped her grow more than she ever thought she could. What Shawn did to her family and everything that led up to the present point was caused by Jacqueline. For more than two decades, he was nothing more than a pawn in Jacqueline's hands. Jenna figured if she was going to get revenge for her parent’s death, it was Jacqueline who should pay. She shoved the file back into the folder before stuffing it into the drawer. She decided to show the report to Shawn when he returned from abroad. If he chose to side with Jacqueline, she would no longer be merciful to him. As soon as she shut the drawer, there was a knock on the door. It was Lana. “President Radcliff.” Lana set a document on the table.
“Last night, when Doctor Tennyson was delivering dinner to the ward next to mine, I went in to have a look.” Carina leaned against the table, fiddling with a pen holder while telling Jenna. “Wow! Your husband looks even better than in the pictures! The only problem is his temper. Jacob told me that he’s blind…” “Last night?” Jenna frowned. “He’s still in the hospital?” “Yeah, he's never left.” Carina shrugged and said morosely, “Besides, where else could he possibly go in that state?” Jenna pressed her brows. Then, she reached for her phone before dismissing Carina. “I need to make a call.” “Alright.” Carina obediently left. The moment the call was connected, Jenna asked Jacob sharply, “Didn’t I tell you to sort out the discharge documents for Quinn before I went on my business trip? Weren’t you supposed to bring him to Sparrow Garden?” “I wanted to, but I’m not his wife,” Jacob expressed. “I can’t get him discharged even if I could.” Jacob was one of the prima
“Quinn!” Jenna bent over and tried to help him up. “I said I don’t need help.” Quinn’s voice came out in a menacing hiss, and he rudely shoved Jenna’s hand away. Jenna watched as he continued grabbing at the arms of the wheelchair, struggling to pull himself up. However, his body was too heavy. Whenever it looked like he was about to pull himself up, he would topple over along with the wheelchair. Within minutes, large bruises had formed all over his arms and knees. Jenna could only imagine how difficult it must have been for him when he woke up at the hospital. He would fall over pathetically when he tried to get up. Her heart ached as she watched him clench his jaw and stubbornly try again and again. After falling nearly twenty times, he managed to climb onto the wheelchair by himself at last. Meanwhile, Jenna went to get a first aid kit. “Your legs are not crippled. It’s not like you’re going to have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of your life, either. You
Jenna decided to get some rest now that she had set aside her work. She ended up tossing and turning on the bed without managing to fall asleep. Now and then, scenes of Quinn falling from the wheelchair would slip into her mind. She snuck into the gym and opened the door silently. She saw Quinn balancing himself on a parallel walking bar. His leg was still drained of strength, so he could hardly stand. All he could do was hold onto the bar with a death grip until his knuckles turned white. It took him several minutes just to take a single step forward. Pools of sweat formed on his forehead. She watched on. Just as it looked like Quinn was going to manage a second step, he tumbled to the floor without warning. Her first thought was to rush over to help. However, the man began groping for the bar again and pulled himself up from the floor. She continued to look on silently, a certain tightness in her chest. It would be hard for anyone to find out they could not wa
It took more than an hour for Jenna to help Quinn shower. Once she was done, she was exhausted and soaked. So, she took a shower as well and changed into a set of new dry clothes. Quinn was lying on his back on the bed. She went up to him and helped him massage his calf, slowly progressing upward. Her hands were soft and delicate. Quinn could feel the tension release in the spots she massaged over. It felt quite itchy and sensitive. At one point, he beckoned, “Sweetheart, further up.” “You sure make a lot of demands. It’s nice enough I’m giving you a massage at all,” Jenna complained while doing as she was told. Quinn grunted. It was a very low and deep grunt, and Jenna felt her ears tingling when she heard his voice. When she looked up, she noticed something peculiar and immediately moved her hands away from his legs. She cried out angrily, “You— How can you still have a reaction?” “It's not like my legs are completely crippled.” Quinn remarked in a drawl, “
“This is my niece. She came to Hevedburgh two days ago for a short trip…” The housemaid noticed her niece covering her face and who appeared to have been slapped. She hurriedly explained to Jenna, “Ma'am, this is her first time in Hevedburgh. She’s still young and this place is very foreign to her, I was going to take her to the hotel after I finish grocery shopping…” “She's young?” Jenna squinted and said aggressively, “She knows more than she lets on if you ask me. She was trying to work her tricks on my husband when you weren’t around.” The servant seemed shocked by this and turned to the girl. “Clara, was that…was that what you were doing? You better hurry up and apologize to…” “No need.” Jenna interrupted her. “Go to your room and pack up your belongings, I want both you and your niece out of here!” The housemaid’s lips quivered. She wanted to plead for mercy. However, she had been attending to Jenna long enough to understand what she was like. She would be very co
Jenna sat in the living room and called Golden Elegance to order something to eat. While ordering, she noticed Quinn entering the pantry in the wheelchair. She only glanced at him briefly before looking away. After she was done ordering dinner, she suddenly heard the sound of something smashing against the floor. The sound came from the pantry. She hurried to the pantry and saw broken shards of glass scattered all over the floor next to the wheelchair. There was also a puddle of boiling water with steam still rising from it. Quinn sat on the wheelchair and his trousers were still wet, his left arm was burned and turned red… Jenna was shocked by the sight. She hurriedly brought Quinn to the bathroom and filled the bathtub with water. After that, she turned on the shower head and sprayed it against his arms and legs. “Haven’t I told you about the arrangement of the things inside the pantry? Why did you reach for the kettle?” She could not resist the urge to tell him
“I’m only here to apply some ointment on you, why lock the door?” Jacob said frightfully, “Hey now, don’t try any funny games with me. Your wife is already getting suspicious, what if she starts overthinking?” Quinn was getting impatient. “Enough of your nonsense, just lock the door when I tell you to, alright?” Jacob went to lock the bedroom door and when he returned to the bathroom, Quinn had already stepped out of the bathtub by himself. He had a towel wrapped around his waist and was wiping his hair with another towel. Jacob was shocked by the sight of this. “Look at you go, when have you ever needed advice on getting girls from me? It seems like you’re an expert yourself!” “I only managed to start walking around a few days ago, I can only walk slowly right now.” Quinn said bluntly, “And my eyes have not recovered yet, everything I see is a blur.” Jacob chuckled. After stepping out of the bathroom, Jacob opened the medicine kit and produced a bottle of ointment fo