Meanwhile, in the Davis family. Azalea was waiting impatiently because dinner was two hours later than usual, so she angrily went to the kitchen to check. "Why is dinner so late today?" "Sir is coming home a bit later because he had something to do, so dinner had to be delayed." The servant didn't want to talk to Azalea, but she did not dare to ignore her when she saw how fierce the latter was in the morning. After all, neither Wayne nor Meadow could do anything to Azalea, let alone a servant like her. "I'm starving to death! Prepare something for me to eat first. I'm pregnant and it's not good for me to be hungry." The servant became angry when she heard Azalea's arrogant voice. "Sir will be back soon, so please wait a little longer. Otherwise, he will get angry when he sees you eating first because that's against the rules." "Did you just insult me?" Azalea directly hit the servant's face. "The rules are stringent, but don't you know that people can have
When the driver suddenly stopped the car, Evelyn slammed onto the front seat because she wasn't wearing her seat belt at the back. She felt a sharp paint on her forehead after the bang and she cursed angrily, "Damn it! Do you know how to drive?" "Miss, I'm sorry! There was a car accident! Are you okay?" "How can I be alright? My forehead hurts so much!" Evelyn shouted before she came to her senses. The bodyguard said that there was a car accident and she could vaguely make out a person lying on the ground. She didn't dare to be arrogant anymore. "Why don't you go down and see what's going on?" The bodyguards and the driver immediately opened the door to check out the situation. Azalea looked extremely dishevelled as she lay on the ground. The wheels of the car were directly on her leg and she was unconscious. The bodyguards immediately called an ambulance and the police. Evelyn didn't expect such a thing to happen when she came to see Angel, so
Meanwhile, Francis and Frederick hurried over to the hospital. Francis immediately asked when he saw the bodyguards, "What did the doctor say?" "She has a severe fracture and she lost a lot of blood as well. They're trying to rescue her now." Francis asked again, "Is her life in danger? How is her child?" "Her child should be fine since she just injured her leg. Logically speaking, her life shouldn't be in danger." Francis was relieved when he heard this. Then, he asked again when he didn't see Evelyn after he looked around, "Where's Evelyn?" "Miss said that she has something to do." "She's being ridiculous. What is she doing there at night?" Francis asked with a frown. "She wanted to meet someone. She didn't say who it was, so we don't know either." Francis was upset after he heard this. Evelyn didn't come to the hospital to check on the person she hit and she even had the mood to meet up with someone else. What would the public say if w
Azalea's operation had been going on for three hours by the time Michael rushed to the hospital. Francis paced back and forth at the door with his hands clasped behind his back anxiously. He was walking so fast that he almost bumped into Michael. Michael reached out to hold Francis, who let out a sigh of relief when he looked up. "Michael, you're finally here!" "Something happened on the way. Mr. Gurney, how's Azalea's situation now?" "They said that she's bleeding profusely, so they sent a lot of blood in."
"The child is alright, but her leg... It's very badly injured." Francis apologized to Michael after he finished his explanation. "Michael, we didn't expect this to happen either, so I'll apologize on Evelyn's behalf." Michael ignored Francis's apology and asked, "Is the injury of her leg very serious? How severe is her injury?" "I don't know the details, but I only know that her leg is injured. They said that her leg was crushed at first, but they later said that she was bleeding and a lot of blood was taken into the operating theatre. I don't know what's going on now." Michael frowned. He didn't feel sorry for Azalea's injury and he didn't care about her life at all. He just felt a little regretful. After all, his plan had been going on so well. The bastard child in Azalea's stomach could not be harmed, or else all of his efforts would go to waste. Francis thought that Michael was frowning out of worry for Azalea, so he said, "I don't have many conn
Frederick subconsciously looked at Francis when he saw the birthmark. Francis was still staring at Azalea's ankle dazedly as if he had completely lost his composure. Frederick was afraid that the nurse would see Francis like this, so he immediately reached out and touched Francis. "Sir!" Francis suddenly came to his senses and pulled Frederick out of the door. He lowered his voice and said, "Frederick! Did you notice that too? Did you see the birthmark at her foot?" "Yes!" Frederick replied. "That... that year... the child I lost had the same birthmark as well!" Francis stammered and his voice was trembling. "Did I remember it correctly? Am I right?" Frederick had never seen Francis so agitated before. "Sir, you're right. There was indeed such a birthmark on the child's feet." "So, could she be... that child?" Francis's voice was dry and he sounded out of breath. "She looks... similar..." Frederick wanted to say that this might be a coinc
When the results of the DNA test came out at five o'clock in the afternoon, Frederick called Francis as soon as he got the result. "Sir, the result is out! It's really Miss!" Francis stayed silent for a long time after he heard that. He had hope when he saw the birthmark yesterday, but he was still overwhelmed with joy when he heard the results. Frederick asked when he didn't hear anything from over the phone, "Sir, are you listening?" "Yes! I can't believe it!" Francis sighed. "I thought she... I didn't expect it to be like this." "You're so lucky and you can rest assured that Miss is still alive! What are you going to do now?" Frederick asked. "You'd better come back first! Hold on... you can go straight to the hospital and I'll meet you there." Francis could not leave Azalea alone after he was sure that she was his missing illegitimate daughter. In the hospital, Azalea finally woke up after she was in a coma for more than ten hours. She felt excru
Azalea no longer felt the pain in her legs when she heard Francis's words. She knew that Francis could help her, but what was his reason for doing this? "What can I do for you? Can you tell me your conditions first? I am afraid that I don't have the capabilities to fulfil your request." "I don't need you to do anything for me. If you want to do something in return, I want you to just take good care of your body and listen to me obediently. This way, you can be Mrs. Davis as soon as possible." When Azalea heard Francis' sincere tone and saw his kind expression, she felt that he really wasn't lying at all and she muttered to herself. Was this a blessing in disguise? It was worth it for her to be in a car accident if she could use this to achieve her goals, but she was not sure if Francis could really help her. She could only wait and see now. Francis and Frederick stayed in Azalea's ward until seven o'clock before leaving. On the way back, Frederick co
On the day of Azalea's recovery, she was escorted out of the hospital by two police officers to wait for her sentence. She was wearing shackles and handcuffs as she walked through the parking lot. She saw Michael with Abbie, who was holding Emma in her arms. Michael was holding Abbie's waist, ready to get into their car. Seeing that Michael had recovered, Azalea was extremely perplexed. She had learned from the police that Leonard's man had tried to kill her to silence her and knew that Leonard was using her, so she did not regret her vicious behavior. Azalea stared at the child in Abbie's arms and Michael as she started to have vicious thoughts. If the one who got injured that day was Abbie, and if Abbie died, everything would be different now, wouldn't it? Michael would be living a life worse than death. His child would not have a mother anymore, and no one could have what she couldn't. She would be satisfied. However, all of this was just her imaginatio
After Leonard's matter was settled, Richard returned to the Clark family. Abbie wasn't asleep yet and was sitting alone in the living room in a daze. Richard walked to her and sat down. Then, he reached out and patted her on the shoulder. "Why aren't you asleep yet?" "I can't sleep. Richard, he... he will be fine, won't he?" "Don't think too much. He will be fine." "I don't want anything to happen to him... Richard, I actually hate him very much and have never thought of being with him again. I have suffered enough! Every time I made up my mind to cut all ties with him, something bad would happen like what happened now. Richard, what should I do?" Richard understood Abbie's dilemma. "Abbie, do you still love him?" "I don't know! I hate him! I hate him so much!" "You can't let him go, can you? You and he broke up three times, but he has always been in your heart." Richard sighed. "To be honest, I don't want you and him to start over again. After
It was late at night in Azalea's ward as she lay on the bed and fell asleep with her eyes closed. Three of Azalea's ribs were broken while one of her hands was handcuffed to the hospital bed. The policeman guarding her felt that there was no way she could escape, so he relaxed his guard. The man who was arranged by Leonard's assistant had been waiting for the right moment in the hospital. Then, they immediately entered the ward and attacked Azalea when they saw that the policeman had left. Just as they covered Azalea's mouth and were about to suffocate her to death, a soft voice could be heard by the door of the ward. "Hey! Are you trying to silence her?" The man turned his head and saw that Bobby were taking photos with his mobile phone while Silas was bent over in laughter. Later, Leonard was woken up at 2 a.m. in the morning when Richard and his bodyguards came to visit him furiously. Leonard had already guessed the purpose of Richard's visit as soon as
It had been two days since Leonard's assistant brought Azalea back to the city and she was specially sent here today to attack Michael. Although Azalea hated Michael, she did love him immensely in the past and she didn't want to kill him. The one she hated the most was still Abbie. She had been overshadowed by Abbie since she was a child and she had never won against her before. It was all thanks to Abbie now that she ended up like this. Michael wouldn't deal with her if it weren't for Abbie, and she wouldn't have been driven to a dead end like this. She was going to die in the end anyway, so she wanted nothing more than to drag Abbie down with her. She knew that she couldn't get close to Abbie. Besides, she also knew very well that Leonard wanted to use her to kill Michael so that he could marry Abbie. Azalea acted as if she had been persuaded by Leonard's assistant to attack Michael, but in fact, her target was Abbie all along. She saw how desperat
Azalea looked up when she heard the voice and met Leonard's assistant's gaze in the car. She stopped crying once he got out of the car. "Miss Clark, I've been looking for you everywhere!" Azalea lowered her head frantically when she saw him, but he said warmly, "Miss Clark, get in the car." She didn't know if Leonard's assistant knew about the murder she'd committed, so she hesitated for a moment before getting into the car. He then gave her a bottle of water and some food. Azalea was famished because she hadn't eaten anything for a few days, so she wolfed down her food desperately. Leonard's assistant had been observing Azalea all this time, and he said once she finished eating, "I know what you've done! The police are now looking for you everywhere." Azalea's expression was filled with panic. "Are you going to hand me over to the police?" "No, I'm here to help you." "How can you do that?" Azalea asked in frustration. "I won't be a
It started to rain again early in the morning, which made the air in the mountains damp and cold. Meanwhile, Azalea lay motionlessly on the messy bed. She could hear the child's wailing from outside while Monthel's mother tried to coax the child. However, there was no sign of it ending even after some time. Monthel's mother started to become angry as well, so she scolded the child and eventually began to target Azalea again. "Why are you still lying in bed at this time? I've never seen someone as lazy as you. A wife should get up early in the morning to cook, but you are the only one who will laze around like this!" This was not the first time that Azalea had been scolded. Monthel's mother had begun to pick on her the second day after she arrived. Azalea would fight back initially, but she no longer dared to talk back after she was slapped in the face by Monthel. Monthel's mother cursed outside for a while. Then, she lifted the curtain and came into the ro
Leonard's expression turned very ugly, but Richard did not give him a chance to even catch his breath. "After I learnt of your relationship with her, I sent someone to extract the DNA of the fetus in Evelyn's belly and compare it with yours. The results show that she's indeed pregnant with your child, but you can verify it personally if you don't believe me." Since Richard dared to say this, there was no possibility for Leonard to turn the tables. The veins on Leonard's forehead bulged as he was filled with humiliation. He initially wanted to get back at Fandrey by asking him to propose the marriage to the Clark family, but she ended up being embarrased like this. He was furious, but Richard continued, "We are very grateful to you for saving Abbie's life. Although she can't marry you, we can continue to be friends if you want to." What could Leonard say? He had done a terrible mistake, so he couldn't possibly tell Richard that he wanted to cut all ties between t
Abbie tried her best to escape, but it was useless. Michael even kissed her on the face a few times, which made her so angry that her voice trembled. "Michael... F*ck you... I'm going to kill you!" Michael turned a deaf ear to her words because he hadn't been so close to Abbie for such a long time. He missed her like crazy, so how could he bring himself to let her go? Abbie kept struggling desperately, but her physical strength was no match for Michael's. Michael then carried her back to the sofa, which made her furious because she couldn't escape. "Michael, what are you trying to do?" Michael did not answer her at all. Instead, he just hugged her so tightly as if he didn't want to let her go at all. He hugged her for such a long time that her whole body had gone numb. "Michael, what's wrong with you? Let go of me! I can't move!" It was only then did Michael let go of Abbie. Her limbs had already gone numb and she felt extremely uncomfortable. Just t
Michael happily placed the coffee he ordered for Abbie in front of her. "Here, I've ordered your favourite coffee." However, Abbie sneered and picked up the coffee to splash it all over him. The coffee was very hot, but Michael just smiled bitterly and said, "Do you hate me so much?" "What do you think?" Abbie looked at Michael coldly without any affection in her eyes. "My feelings for you have never changed! What happened between me and Azalea is all fake, and I've never had anything to do with her. The news with Anastasia was also fake. I was the one who used her to provoke Azalea, but Leonard made up those news articles to get back at me. I swear, I haven't been with anyone else apart from you!" Abbie let out a cold laugh, "Really?" "I'm serious! I swear that I'm not lying to you!" "There's no need to swear, or else even you'll beleive your own lies." Michael became desperate when it was obvious that Abbie didn't believe him. "What do I have