Ethan hurriedly smiled and said, “Yes, Elliot didn't mean it that way. He probably just finds it troublesome, but it must be discussed anyway. Whether that discussion happens now or later doesn't matter.”James said, “Since he instigated it, why is he late? Why keep us waiting here?”Edward added, “Exactly, my butt hurts from all this waiting.”Stephanie secretly pulled Edward’s sleeve without making a sound.Her heart was inexplicably anxious. She felt that today's meeting was related to that car accident. It was something she had done in secret because she just could not stand Elliot and wanted to teach him a lesson.Even though the police eventually classified the car accident as driving under the influence, Elliot would not convene a family meeting without reason.She felt uneasy but could not find anyone to discuss it with.Edmund squinted, also feeling that today's events were unusual. How could Elliot be so kind as to invite them while they were under house arrest? Coul
The two drivers exchanged glances, bewildered. What did this mean? It seemed like they were being shoved under the bus."Hey, how can you deny it? You gave us a deposit and promised to pay the rest of it after it's done. You can't just push all the blame onto us!" Stephanie angrily retorted, "Nonsense! When did I give you money?"Elliot asked her, "Do you recognize them?""Of course not," Stephanie replied. "How could I possibly know them?"Benson persisted, "Why would you say that? You even treated us to a meal. Though the name on the remittance slip was encrypted, who else but you would give us money?"Jordan felt a sense of relief. It seemed his wife was not so foolish as to leave evidence of her wrongdoings. He stood up immediately. "Of course, the money was given by the one who framed you. So, who instructed you to say this? It's ridiculous, trying to make up whatever story suits you. You’re wasting everyone's time with baseless accusations! There’s no evidence yet you
Grandpa Jeffrey angrily slammed the table. "Ignorant and foolish!" He looked at Stephanie, "It's unbelievable that this is the example you're setting for your children. He's your nephew, and part of the family. His parents are deceased, he's just getting back on his feet, and you can't even let him be? What unforgivable sin did he commit that makes you want to kill him? You... cough..."Before he could finish speaking, he started coughing violently.Sophia was alarmed and quickly stood up from her seat. She swiftly reached Grandpa Jeffrey and began using needles on his acupuncture points while comforting him. "Grandpa, calm down. Everything's fine. Elliot is fine. Please take care of yourself and don't worry about us."He was gasping for breath, struggling to regain his composure.Elliot was deeply concerned and kept patting him on the back. "Grandpa, are you okay?"Grandpa Jeffrey gradually regained his breath with their help. He looked at the rest of the family with a pained
On the way back, Elliot received a call from the hospital security saying that Samuel woke up, so they went directly to the hospital. Upon entering the ward, they indeed saw Samuel with his eyes open, along with the doctor present.Elliot sighed deeply, as if a weight he had been carrying for days had finally been lifted. He teased, "You woke up just in time."Samuel did not quite understand and just weakly greeted them. "Mr. Elliot, Ms. Sophia."Elliot turned to the doctor, asking about Samuel's condition. The doctor smiled. "I just conducted an examination. The blood clot has been completely reabsorbed. Now it's a matter of recovering from the external injuries. He'll be fine!"The doctor left. Sophia approached Samuel and checked his pulse. "How do you feel?""Not too bad, just a bit tired and dizzy."Sophia said, "It's because you've just woken up. You'll feel better in a couple of days." She released his wrist. "Don't worry, your body is fine now, and Elliot has already aven
Sophia felt relieved as she finally arrived at Phoebe’s room, only to see her sitting on the bed with teary, red eyes."What's wrong?" Sophia asked.Phoebe shook her head. "Nothing much. Why did you come?""I came to see you. How are you feeling?" Phoebe smiled somewhat desolately. "The same. The doctor said the child's condition isn't particularly good. They need further observation, so I need to rest for another week.""They're afraid that moving around might cause further bleeding from the uterus. Resting helps relax the uterus, aiding in a safer pregnancy. Don't worry too much. Occasional light activity should be fine as long as there's no bleeding."As she spoke, Sophia reached for Phoebe’s wrist to check her pulse. She frowned with concern. "Your anemia is severe, and your heartbeat is slow. This won't do. Your body is too weak. In this condition, even if the child is safe, it won't get enough nutrients. Eat more nutritious foods like lean meat, protein, spinach, and rel
Phoebe continued, "I didn't catch them in the act, but you've probably heard about Edward. He's a lecherous skirt-chaser. How could he not have casual flings with her? I once saw them kissing. I wanted to take a picture when they both got into the car but I wasn’t quick enough. I don't know how she explained it to Chester, but it didn't affect their relationship.""Although I felt bitter, I gradually gave up. One day, Chester called me, asking me to meet him. I thought he finally saw the light. To my surprise, it was because Elizabeth had an accident and urgently needed a blood transfusion. She has aplastic anemia, and her blood type is rare. Strangely, I was a match for her blood type. You can't imagine how disappointed I was.""Chester was earnest, pleading for her life, asking me to set aside grievances and save her. He said he would agree to any request I made. I almost instinctively asked him to marry me. He hesitated for a long time and finally agreed but on the condition that
Chester squinted his eyes sharply, not expecting Phoebe to have such an indifferent attitude. “What did you say?”Phoebe lifted her gaze towards him, devoid of any spirit. “Let's get a divorce.”“Divorce?” A storm brewed in Chester’s eyes. “Phoebe, what do you take me for? You want to get married, so that’s what we did, and now you want a divorce?”Phoebe looked at him calmly. “Isn't this what you've always wanted? Weren't you resentful of me back then for forcing you into this marriage? I'm relinquishing this position now. You can marry whomever you want. I don't want you, Chester!”Chester sneered, reaching for her chin as he said with his icy voice, “You know very well you're carrying my child. I won't divorce you. Yet here you are, making demands of it. What game are you playing?”Her chin was clamped uncomfortably. Phoebe struggled to free herself from his grip. “How do you know this child is yours?”At her words, Chester’s face changed drastically. “What did you say?” He
Sophia took a deep breath and then got into the car with Elliot."Chester is messed up and doesn't appreciate anything," she complained.Elliot replied, "I've told you before. His parents already spoke to him, but it was futile. After that, no one bothered. He’s someone who won't turn back even if he hits a dead-end."Sophia added, "Exactly. He nearly drove me crazy. Phoebe wants a divorce, and he accused me of instigating it, venting his anger at me."Elliot was surprised. "Phoebe wants a divorce?""Yeah. I think it's for the best. She'd be tormented sooner or later living with a man like him." "I fear she might want to leave but won't be able to.""Why? If he doesn't like Phoebe, why does he cling to her?" she questioned.Suddenly, Elliot recalled Chester’s panic when he carried Phoebe downstairs that day and said pensively, "I'm not sure if he really does dislike her."Sophia scoffed. "He's already having a child with another woman. Is that what you call liking someone?"