Before I played the recording, I didn't say anything. After I played the recording, all the reporters looked confused. Seeing their reaction, I wasn't surprised. Instead, I said calmly, "You surely are quite curious about what this is, right? Let me tell you, the one that killed Rosy isn't me but my adopted father, Jeremy Archer. Here is the evidence showing how he killed his mother!" Hearing this, all the reporters below the stage were shocked. And they began to whisper. Later, I showed news back then covering that medical equipment in the Second Hospital were unqualified, telling the reporters excitedly, "Speaking of the medical equipment which had been found out to be unqualified, unexpectedly, my adopted father bribed the doctor in the Second Hospital then and now the Vice Dean, Matt Parma, asking him to treat my grandmother with the unqualified medical equipment! This is what my adopted father did!" "Do you have any evidence?" At this time, a re
At this time, I was relieved in my heart. When I walked out of the press conference, I saw Nancy and Paulina standing outside. Upon seeing me, Nancy stepped forward and pushed me lightly, staring at me, "You are more capable, aren't you? You dared to bypass me and turned to my husband directly, didn't you?" "No, I..." "Do you want to argue? With your social circle, how can you hold a press conference? If you didn't turn to him, no one else would help you!" Nancy directly interrupted me. Seeing that she pursed her lips, I put my hands in front of my chest, lowered her head, and closed my eyes tightly, apologizing, "I'm sorry! It's true that turned to your husband for business rather than private affairs." "How would I know?" Nancy pouted. Without looking up, I continued, "It's true, I promise. I found him in his company and stayed there for less than ten minutes before I came out." "And then?" "And then? There is no then.
They were Patrick and Kelsi. The car passed by them quickly. I turned around desperately. But I didn't have time to see Patrick's expression clearly. Why did it turn out like this? At that moment, my mind went blank. And everything between Shelton and me emerged again. "Could it be that Patrick is lying to me as well?" The saddest thing was that even though I had seen everything with my eyes, I still believed Patrick in my heart. Maybe I saw it wrong. And the man just assembled Patrick. Or perhaps, they...they were just talking... It was so ridiculous. I had thought about breaking up with Patrick before. But when I saw such a scene now, I felt extremely sad. I didn't notice when Nancy's car arrived at the restaurant. It wasn't until she opened the car door for me and I looked up that I found that we had arrived. On the side, Paulina flattered me, "Boss, please get off the car." I was stunned for a moment before coming t
"It's good. I am telling the truth." I went upstairs as I spoke. I, who had been standing for too long, felt that my legs went numb and that I couldn't even bend my legs with ease. Arriving upstairs, I lay on my bed, looked at the ceiling in a daze, and muttered to myself over and over again, "I've planned to break up with him a long time ago. Since he said it, it's good. I don't have to think about how to raise it to him." "He doesn't have to be worried about me. See? I ran into that kind of thing on the street that day without telling him. And I made it on my own." "Patrick Cowell, you don't have to be worried about me anymore. You will be free in the future." It was unknown how much time had passed before I fell asleep. By the time I woke up the next day, it had been almost at noon. In my opinion, it seemed that human beings couldn't fall asleep. Last night, I had thought it through, figured it out, and gotten over it. Howe
Not long after that day, a female superstar was revealed to have slept with different men, overshadowing news related to me. In the end, my life was as peaceful as it used to be. The studio gradually returned to normal. And the renovation of the former studio had almost been done. So we moved back. I transformed one of Rosy's guest rooms into Glenn's room and got him back to my side. If Glenn went to the same kindergarten as he did before, it would be troublesome. So I intended to transfer him to another kindergarten. It just so happened that Nancy found a kindergarten offering a semi-boarding service for Cicely. She could live there from Monday to Thursday. And Nancy would pick her up and take her home on weekends. According to Nancy, she had studied this kindergarten for a long time and found it quite reliable. So I sent Glenn there as well. Since Glenn wasn't home at ordinary times, I had a lot of free time all of a sudden. Apart from
I hesitated for a moment. In fact, I had prepared Glenn's meal at noon. Hearing Jason's words, I didn't know how to refuse him. So I told him where the major utensils, rice, noodles, and diary products were. I even told him what the seasonings in the cabinet were. Standing by the side, Jason nodded. "I understand. Sister Janetta, take a rest first. I'll take care of the rest." ...... Wasn't he too enthusiastic? For no reason, I began to be wary of him. Generally, people would be shy at others' houses. However, he wasn't like this at all. And he was active and at ease. To test him, I went upstairs first and changed my clothes. Then, instead of going downstairs, I observed him at the stairs. Jason did nothing else but be busy cooking in the kitchen. Soon, he presented a hearty breakfast. I wondered whether I had been oversensitive. At this time, Glenn woke up. While helping him change his clothes, I said, "I invited a brot
For no reason, hearing that he refused me, I felt more at ease instead. Early the next morning, Jason came early as usual. However, I found that he hadn't gotten changed. In the past, every time he came to my house, he would wear different T-shirts. However, this time, the one he wore was the same as that yesterday. Moreover, he had a few dark circles below his eyes. Realizing something, I asked, "You didn't go back to school last night, right?" Upon hearing that, Jason immediately denied it, "No. I caught up with the last bus." I sized his clothes up and said, "You haven't changed your clothes. How come you still want to lie to me?" Hearing that I exposed him, Jason was so shy that his ears turned slightly red, saying, "Well... I didn't catch up with the last bus. So I went to a small hotel and stayed there last night." I saw that he didn't sleep well. All in all, it was all my fault. I had come back home too late last night
I was shocked. Turning my head, I saw that Patrick unexpectedly stood somewhere not far away from us. Unlike the ones pushing carts around us, he only had a bottle of energy drink in his hands. It seemed that he would leave after buying something. By the time I looked over, Patrick had been looking at us with a little gloomy look in his eyes. Looking at him, I couldn't help but feel nervous. Actually, during this period, I had been calculating the days. The deadline of three months Patrick had set had passed. But he hadn't contacted me yet. As I was about to give up, I saw him here instead, which was a bit ironic. "Dad!" Glenn ran over to Patrick first. Beside me, Jason was stunned for a moment before asking, "Sister Janetta, is he your ex... ex-husband?" "Ex-husband..." "Does Patrick count as my ex-husband?" "Strictly speaking, he is sort of." I nodded, "Yes." Patrick bowed his head and smiled at Glenn a lit