As things progressed to that point, Anya had no choice but to sacrifice her mother to save herself. After all, it was better for one than for both of them to lose the trust of the family.Even though she had no idea what Corinne was thinking, she had no qualms about the version of the story Corinne gave. It was more important for her to uphold her innocent girl image so she could live to see another day.Corinne gently tucked Anya's hair before her ear. "Yeah, that's what I thought, too. I mean, you were kind enough to save Jeremy. Not only that, but you nearly lost your life and became infertile after that… A brave and kind-hearted girl like you would never do something like poisoning me, right?"Anya could not help but start to feel uneasy at all the praise Corinne was heaping on her, so much so a chill ran up her spine. 'Why would Corinne speak up for me? She's definitely up to no good.'Corinne frowned and said worriedly, "I suddenly remember something, Miss Anya. Is your body
Anya looked visibly unwell and she was seeing stars, but she still shook her head and refused. "No thanks! I'm fine! I don't need to have a check-up..."Corinne dragged her to follow the doctor. "Look at you, Miss Anya! Must you insist that you're fine when your complexion is that bad? You're going to make others worry about you! It's just a check-up, not an operation. What are you so afraid of?""I'm not afraid! I swear I'm fine! I don't need to go..." Anya was unable to express her worries, but she knew Corinne had an ulterior motive for making that suggestion. She was worried that she would walk into a trap if she went.Lucas then said in a booming voice, "You've been told to go, so just do it! There's nothing wrong with getting a checkup."Anya continued to struggle. "I'm fine. I'm not feeling sick at all..."Lucas frowned. "Then we can always check to see if there are any potential issues. I don't want you crying that you're unwell when we get home!"He was beginning to lose
"Maxwell..." Phoebe's eyes reddened as tears streamed down her face.Maxwell did not pity her and ignored her despite her crying. He went to the hospital bed, pulled a chair to sit, and looked quietly looking at his still-unconscious son.After watching Anya leave the ward, Corinne turned around to look at the tearful Phoebe.Phoebe and Anya were like two peas in a pod. She could cry at the drop of a hat, much like her daughter. Alas, Phoebe's song and dance did not seem to strike a chord with Maxwell.Although Phoebe was a middle-aged woman, she maintained a youthful figure and wrinkle-free face thanks to the Riveras's money. Sadly, her pitiful act was unable to capture Maxwell's attention.Maxwell appeared to be extremely cold toward Phoebe. As if sleeping in a separate bed was not bad enough, he did not even bother to take a second look at her.Corinne's impression of her biological father did not improve just because he was indifferent toward Phoebe, of course. Instead, she n
After leaving the ward, Corinne and Jeremy walked to the end of the corridor. They glanced out of the window at the small garden for patients to have a stroll and exercise.Corinne was bored, so she turned around and wrapped her arms lazily around his waist. She buried her face in his chest and rubbed her face shamelessly.It was not often that she would throw herself into his arms. Jeremy allowed her to do as she pleased, but he was also keenly aware that she was not her usual self."Are you in a bad mood?"Corinne turned her face so it was facing the man's chest and listened to his strong heartbeat. "Men are all buttfaces, aren't they?""What?" Jeremy frowned. There was a difference of nearly 10 years in their age gap, so there might be occasions where he did not fully understand the slang used by young people such as her. Nevertheless, he could tell that the word 'buttface' was a derogatory term.Corinne's gaze was vapid, and she had a sarcastic smile as she explained, "Just l
Jeremy was speechless at Corinne's sensitive logic.After what she said, he would seem guilty if he did not agree to sign such an agreement.He could not help what she thought, though. Due to her rough experience in life, she had little sense of security even in a marriage, so it was understandable for her to request such an agreement.If that could make her feel more at ease, then he was fine with signing it according to her wishes. After all, separating from her was out of the question.…Back inside the ward, Sunny finally woke up after a long period of unconsciousness.Maxwell's frown eased a little when he saw his son wake up. "How do you feel, Sunny?"Lucas was sitting in pensive silence on the sofa not far away, but he snapped back to his senses after hearing Maxwell's question and got up to approach the hospital bed.Sunny opened his eyes, but his complexion was still quite pale, and he had a dazed expression. He felt uncomfortable all over, and he had no idea what happ
Sunny felt aggrieved when he saw his mother in such a state. "Don't cry, Mom! People are going to think that I'm dead if you cry like that!""Don't curse yourself like that!" Phoebe wiped away her tears. "I'll stop crying now. I'm just relieved that you're alright!"Phoebe was genuinely afraid, but it was a good thing that nothing happened to Sunny. If things had gone south, she would have lost all hope for the rest of her life!All of a sudden, the door to the ward was pushed open as someone walked in.Everyone turned toward the door when they heard the sound.Anya had returned from the check-up. Her face was pale, and her expression was a little dazed.As soon as she saw that Sunny had regained consciousness, Anya's pupils contracted and she walked over to him. "Sunny! You're awake!"Sunny nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine, Anya! What about you? Why do you look so unwell?"Phoebe remembered that her daughter had also drunk the saffron-laced pomegranate juice. Although Anya might have v
"Saffron has a lot of benefits, so it's possible that the amount of saffron in that glass of pomegranate juice wasn't too heavy for my body. That may be why I didn't have any symptoms, and all my indicators are fine too."Lucas insisted, "Even if that is the case, I still want to read the report. Bring it to me."Anya refused to take the report, however, so she sneakily held her mother's hand.Phoebe understood her daughter's action and spoke up for her. "I know you're worried about Anya's health, Lucas, but there's no need to be so anxious when she's assured us that she's fine. You won't see anything in the report anyway."Her words carried no weight in Lucas's eyes. He had an impatient look as he spoke in a slightly harsher tone, "Get the report from the doctor right now. Don't make me repeat myself."Anya's unwillingness to take the report was telling because no protocol in the hospital prevented her from taking the report back.Lucas noticed something was not quite right with
Lucas would never have treated Anya that way in the past. Even if she did something wrong, all she had to do was shed some crocodile tears for him to pity and forgive her!That feeling no longer existed, and she felt as though he did not care about her anymore.She knew he did not show her any concern at all. He was neither angry at her, nor did he want to teach her a lesson. She simply had no place in his heart and was treated like an outsider!Anya was confused as to why that happened. She took Lucas' hand and asked with reddened eyes, "What's going on, Lucas? Do you hate me now?"Lucas froze slightly and was tongue-tied when she asked him that question.He looked at his younger half-sister whom he had doted on since she was young, but he could not grasp the feelings in his heart. For some reason, every action seemed to be very irritating, and he was especially annoyed by her manipulative habit of crying at the drop of a hat.Lucas shook off her hand and said, "I don't. Stop ov