Seeing her standing still, Samuel frowned unhappily.
He walked around from behind her to the front, curled his lips, and asked with a smirk, "What's the matter? We haven't seen each other in five years. Don't you recognize me?"Patricia suddenly regained her senses and hurriedly said, "Mr. Langley... Why are you here?"Samuel's expression remained emotionless as he said, "Of course, you wouldn't want me to come. This way, you could hide Charles' existence forever."Hearing his words, Patricia's face changed dramatically. Observing her expression, Samuel felt even more convinced that she was deliberately concealing something and had ulterior motives."Do you have time? Accompany me for a cup of coffee." Patricia felt reluctant in her heart and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but under Samuel's imposing gaze, she involuntarily nodded in agreement.Before she knew it, she found herself sitting across from Samuel in a cafe opposite the hospital. Patricia fSeeing her cry, Patricia and Charles immediately panicked.Patricia walked over and embraced her, gently patting her back. "Darling, don't cry, your father misunderstood you..."Before she could finish her sentence, Fannie interrupted in an agitated tone."He's not my father; I don't have such a father, and I never want to acknowledge him. He not only hit me, but also bullies me. I hate him..."Oh no, the misunderstanding between the father and daughter is getting worse.What should we do now?Patricia sighed helplessly, feeling a slight headache.With anger, Charles stormed out of the ward and found Martin sitting on a bench in the corridor, looking angry. "Dad, you went too far. How could you say such things to Fannie?"Martin shrugged indifferently. "What did I say?"Charles felt a pain in his chest from anger, "She ended up in the hospital because of you. As an adult, shouldn't you make up for your mistakes?"Martin held his breath, feelin
Madam Thomas and Debbie's faces both turned pale.Debbie immediately asked, "Wasn't everything fine just now? How could there suddenly be such massive bleeding?"It's important to note that postoperative bleeding can be serious or minor. If it's minor, even if it's managed, it can still be life-threatening.She had hoped to surpass Patricia through this surgery!There must be no room for mistakes.The nurse was frantic and sweating profusely, "I don't know. Everything was fine just now, and we were about to move him to the ICU for observation when something went wrong in the operating room. Professor Brown, what should we do now?"Debbie was completely panicked but had to maintain a composed facade, "Quickly take him back to the operating room and have the blood bank deliver blood..." Her voice trembled slightly.Madam Thomas knew the situation was not optimistic and grabbed Debbie, who was about to enter the operating room, asking, "What happened? How di
After Patricia entered the operating room, Martin left first, his concern for Randy paramount.The remaining members of the Langley family gradually exited, leaving only the Thomas family outside the operating room.Madam Thomas took a seat on the bench. Despite having witnessed numerous grand events, her body trembled slightly in the face of her grandson's life and death.Greta clasped her hands together, closing her eyes in silent prayer for Bobby's safety.Spencer sat quietly beside Greta, his gaze fixed on the operating room, anxiety etched on his face.The wait felt unusually prolonged.Amidst everyone's unease, the doors of the operating room finally opened.Madam Thomas and Greta's eyes instantly brightened, and they stood up, walking over. Before they could pose any concerned questions, they witnessed Debbie angrily emerging from inside."Madam Thomas, Greta, what are you doing? Why did you let Patricia go in? Do you know that my rescue missio
After leaving the operating room, Patricia went straight to the ICU. Martin and Charles stood outside the glass window, their eyes fixed on the sleeping Randy, their faces filled with worry. Patricia reassured them, "Don't worry, Randy's surgery was successful. If there are no complications, he will wake up tomorrow. You go back for now, and I'll call you if he wakes up." Martin turned to look at her and noticed the fatigue hidden between her brows. Concerned, he asked, "Two surgeries in a row, aren't you tired?" Patricia smiled and shook her head, saying, "Compared to the body, the heart is more exhausted." During surgery, the entire mind is engaged, especially testing one's ability to adapt on the spot. Debbie's lack of adaptability is why she couldn't stop Bobby's bleeding. Martin understood what she meant and sympathetically said, "You need rest more than me. I'll stay here, you go back first. I'll call you if anything happens." Patricia couldn't h
After Martin dropped Charles off at home, he rushed to the ICU immediately.The ICU was fully enclosed, with a nurse stationed outside, observing the patients through the glass door. Any unexpected situations could be dealt with promptly.Patricia, perhaps exhausted, sat beside the nurse and dozed off, her head resting on the table.Martin instructed the doctors to bring in a long chair from outside and gently lifted Patricia, laying her flat on the chair, with her head resting on his thigh. This way, he could monitor Randy's condition at any time and allow Patricia to sleep more comfortably.Bobby was in the neighboring ICU, separated only by a wall.Madam Thomas looked at Bobby, who was unconscious, with a heartache through the glass door. She stayed outside, refusing to leave.Concerned, Greta said, "Grandma, you're tired. Why don't you rest in the ward? Debbie and I can stay here. If anything happens, I'll inform you right away."Madam Thomas sho
Seeing that she didn't want to say more, Martin stopped asking and walked up to her. Gently, he tucked her stray hair behind her ear.The intimate gesture caused Patricia's recently calmed heart to race again.In a hoarse voice, Martin asked, "Are you hungry? Let's go out for breakfast first! What would you like to eat?"Concerned about rekindling her emotions, Patricia stepped back, putting some distance between them, and nodded awkwardly. "Having something to eat sounds like a good idea. We'll need the energy to take care of Randy when he wakes up."Martin nodded happily.Just as they turned around, before they even had a chance to leave, they heard a nurse standing outside the ICU say, "The patient has woken up."One sentence successfully halted Patricia and Martin in their tracks.The two rushed towards the window.Sure enough, Randy, who had been unconscious, slowly opened his eyes. He seemed unaware of his surroundings and curiously looked aroun
The words of the nurse brought Patricia to a complete halt; she immediately sensed something was very wrong. Madam Thomas' breath hitched, and her aged body swayed. Debbie frowned in displeasure and reprimanded the nurse angrily, "What are you panicking for? What could possibly happen to Bobby?" The young nurse, feeling aggrieved yet out of respect for Madam Thomas who stood close by, chose to speak in a roundabout way instead of directly addressing the issue. "There's an anomaly with Bobby's monitor; Professor Brown, please go check on him right away!" Madam Thomas grabbed Debbie's hand, her voice trembling, and asked, "Debbie, nothing bad will happen to Bobby, right?" Debbie felt unconcerned by the nurse's words as she nonchalantly assured Madam Thomas, "Madam Thomas, like I said, Bobby will be fine. He has just been moved out of the ICU; a small deviation or error in the monitor is quite normal!" Despite Debbie’s words, Madam Thomas still f
Madam Thomas frowned deeply, displeased she asked harshly, "What are you laughing at?"Patricia looked at them with a face full of sympathy and spoke slowly, "After all that has happened, do you still think it's my fault? When Bobby had his postoperative hemorrhage, I shouldn't have been soft-hearted and agreed to help."Madam Thomas’ countenance darkened, "What do you mean?"Patricia spread her hands and spoke bluntly, "Let me put it to you this way—have you ever wondered why so many doctors refused to perform surgery on Bobby?"Madam Thomas’ body shook. She understood the reasons for their refusal.Seeing her reaction, Patricia knew immediately and sarcastically raised the corners of her mouth, "Bobby’s coronary artery disease had narrow distal vessels, unsuitable for coronary artery bypass surgery. Additionally, this condition mostly affects the middle-aged and elderly, it’s exceedingly rare in children—one in a hundred thousand.”Patricia contin
Martin, lost in thought and gazing into the distance, didn't see Charlotte deliberately fall to the ground when her relatives reached out to her."Ah..."Her cry successfully snapped Martin back to reality.He immediately bent down to help her up. "Are you okay? Did you hurt yourself?"Charlotte, tears welling up in her eyes, replied pitifully, "My wrist hurts so much, I think I've fallen on it again! I hope it's not dislocated?"Martin noticed the bandage on her wrist had come undone.The packet of medicine inside was nearly falling out. Anger started to well up inside him; this time, he was thoroughly enraged."Alan, take all of them to the police station, contact the lawyer, charge them with slander, intentional harm, extortion... I want them in jail."Feeling his boss's rage, Alan immediately carried out the order."Why are you suing us? We're the ones who have been wronged.""Just because you're wealthy doesn't put you above the law. Let me tell you, we won't back down without pr
Hunter looked at her with tenderness, patiently waiting for her to finish speaking.Seeing his gentle expression, Patricia found it difficult to voice the words at the tip of her tongue. Nervously she reached for the lemon water on the table and took a gulp.She drank too hastily, and the sourness made her teeth quiver, causing her face to scrunch up.Hunter was amused by her adorable expression and considerately poured a little packet of sugar into her lemon water."I remember you used to hate sour tastes! What changed? Are you not afraid anymore? Going straight for it?" he asked with a smile.With her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and faced with his caring gesture, found her words of refusal even harder to pronounce.Hunter stirred the water in her cup with a straw for a while, making sure the sugar dissolved, then handed it back to her: "Here, try now. It shouldn't be sour anymore."Patricia nodded and took a sip through the straw. The taste was a bittersweet delight.Although
Only when the phone’s ringtone broke the silence, the deadlock was finally broken.Martin glanced at the caller ID with a gloomy expression, sighed, turned the phone upside down on his thigh in resignation. He turned to Patricia, unbuckled his seatbelt, and moved closer, taking hold of her shoulders. With a serious and helpless look on his face, he said, "Patricia, I'm sorry, I admit I was too overbearing just now. But I'm being overprotective because I care about you so much, and I don't want to see you getting too close with Hunter."Care? It was the first time Patricia had heard this word from him.The anger in her chest dissipated almost instantly, and her tone softened unconsciously. "Hunter and I grew up together. When Debbie and her daughter bullied me, he was the one who protected and encouraged me time after time. He is very important to me. If a condition for remarrying you is to cut ties with him, then I can give you the answer now."Even without her saying it, Martin gues
Martin didn't give her a chance to escape, questioning every word, "So, is what Hunter said true? Are you really going to get engaged and marry him?"Patricia felt that the matters between her and Hunter couldn't be explained in just a few words, and moreover, everything was premature without having cleared things up with Hunter first.Seeing her still not responding, Martin grew impatient and urged, "Answer my question."Patricia pulled her hand back and said indifferently, "I won't marry him."That was her only answer. The rest, she wasn't ready to share with Martin yet.This answer caused a surge of joy in Martin's heart, his previously tense facial features gradually softened as he smiled like a child, unable to hide his delight."I knew you wouldn't like him." He said.Patricia rolled her eyes at him, "Now take me back to the restaurant."The smile on Martin's face vanished in an instant, and he refused without hesitation, "No, I won’t..."Before he could finish, his cell phone r
Upon hearing his question, Patricia burst into laughter, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "So what if it is? What difference does it make if it isn't?"She did not deny it.Martin took her non-denial as an admission, and his handsome face darkened like the bottom of a pot, his eyes filled with brooding shadows."I don't agree.""Haha..." Patricia laughed even harder, her snort of derision loud and unmasked. "And might I ask, who are you to me? By what right do you interfere? What does it matter to you whom I'm with? At best, you're nothing more than my ex-husband. Remember, ex-hus-band."She enunciated the words “ex-husband” deliberately, making sure he grasped their significance.Martin's normally composed brows furrowed, wrapping him in an aura of cold sternness.He was clearly displeased with these words. Then silence hung in the air, heavy and enigmatic.He spoke with grave seriousness, "Let's remarry!"As he spoke, a chilly wind blew past them, its whistling sound drowning out Mar
Hunter expected Martin to back down and leave in a sorry state.However, to his surprise, Martin’s expression was filled with pain as he stared at their clasped hands for a moment and then strode over to them.Confusion filled Patricia as she instinctively turned her head and locked eyes with Martin, whose gaze burned with fierce anger. Her mind felt like it was exploding as if something detonated."How did you get here?" Patricia asked, barely able to form the words.No sooner had the words left her lips than Martin had reached out, forcibly separating Patricia and Hunter's clasped hands. In Patricia's stunned state, he grabbed her wrist and started to pull her away."Martin, what are you doing?" Patricia's heart began to flutter with slight panic.Martin's face had been a ghastly sight just now, as if he was on the verge of a killing spree. She had no clue where his rage was coming from.Hunter quickly stood up and seized Patricia's other wrist, forcing Martin to stop. Martin turned
The doctor conducted a thorough examination of Charlotte. Her wrist wasn't fractured but had suffered from a dislocation and soft tissue damage."Mr. Langley, please hold her tightly. I'm about to reset the bones in her wrist, which may cause some discomfort. Keep her steady, and do not let her move.""Bone reset!" Just hearing it, Charlotte's eyes widened with fear, and her body trembled. Despite this, she bravely closed her eyes, extended her hand, and prepared herself for the pain. "Go ahead! I'm not afraid of the pain!"The doctor looked surprised and said, "It's going to be very painful. Are you sure you're not afraid?"His words instantly drained the color from her face, but she vigorously nodded, clenching her teeth, and refusing to voice her fear."I'm not afraid! Back when I was boarding at school, someone pushed me down the stairs, and I broke my leg but didn’t cry. I can handle this pain!" she explained."You were pushed down the stairs?" Martin's discerning eyes narrowed,
Patricia's heart skipped a beat. She knew she had been framed, again. And this woman's tactics were identical to Debbie's.Not only did she remind her of Debbie, but her methods and cunning were also the same. Indeed, Martin's taste had never changed. He always liked these hypocritical, nauseating women who could put on an act.The incident had happened too quickly; the onlookers only saw a scuffle but hadn't truly seen who had started it. They only saw someone fall and another with a hand outstretched as if pushing, so they naturally assumed Patricia was the aggressor."Professor Watson, what happened? Why did you push her?" one on looker asked."Yes, Professor Watson, is there some conflict between you two? If so, have a proper conversation about it. Getting physical in public won't do your reputation any favors." Another said."Yes! Professor Watson, perhaps you and her should talk in your office? It's not convenient in this corridor."After the incident with Debbie, everyone's vie
Martin had thought he would be calm when he saw Patricia again, as if nothing had ever happened.But in this moment, with Patricia standing right in front of him, his heart raced with intense emotions that he had suppressed for so long. It was in that moment that he realized the depth of his love for her, far greater than he had ever imagined.He couldn't bear to see her with Hunter, nor could he draw a clear line between them. "You..."Martin's lips parted as he tried to speak to her, to bridge the distance between them.Unfortunately, Patricia had made up her mind to keep her distance, and with her head bowed, she took a step back, yielding the path ahead.Martin clenched his fists tightly, struggling to contain the anger and turmoil within him. Unaware of the tension between Martin and Patricia, Charlotte flashed a sweet smile at Martin and said, “Martin, let’s go! I can’t wait to see Randy!”Patricia smirked derisively, her lips curling up."Well, isn’t that affectionate?"Marti