The first feeding was indeed very painful. Sue felt as though her chest was being stabbed by a needle. She was sweating buckets because of the pain, but she had to bear with it so that her baby could receive her nourishment. The pain lasted for about half an hour before breast milk started flowing. Sue was not relieved yet. Her younger baby was still in the operating theater. What would happen to her? In the evening, news came that the younger baby was safe. When the doctor placed the baby in Sue's hands, she was about to cry. The younger sister was much smaller and weaker than the healthy elder sister. Bianca breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the baby was safe. Otherwise, Sue might not be able to handle the news. She patted the back of Sue's hand and comforted her, "Sue, the younger sister is weaker, and you'll have to feed her more. The most important thing for you now is to take care of yourself. Don't overwork yourself. If that happens, you won't be able to ta
Old Mr. Norman was not in the mood to play chess anymore. "Don't mention that shameful episode. That ruined our reputation! I thought I could actually be reunited with my granddaughter, but it was all a prank! It's all thanks to Jack and Queenie's adoptive daughter. Sigh!" Old Mr. Norman had given up hope on a granddaughter because of his son and daughter-in-law's health. He did not expect that his son would bring him good news, saying that they found their birth daughter that had been lost for more than twenty years. He did not believe it at first. However, information from the private detective agency showed that his granddaughter was still alive somewhere in this world. When that Julie Anderson girl was first brought back to the Norman residence, Old Mr. Norman and his wife were happy and thankful. They were happy that they found a biological heir, and they were thankful that they could be reunited with their granddaughter while they were still alive. It turned out to
The atmosphere in the room became stifling due to Queenie's sudden arrival. "… Why is it you?" Allison wanted to get up from the bed. However, Queenie pinned her down by the shoulders. Queenie smiled ambiguously as she looked at Allison's well-maintained face. "I'm not going to waste my time with you today, Allison. I only want to ask you something that happened more than twenty years ago. We've been friends for a very long time, and you should know what I want to ask. I hope that you can give me an honest answer today." Allison glanced at Queenie. "We haven't been friends since a long time ago, and I don't think we have any shared memories worth remembering." Queenie glared profoundly at Allison. "Of course, I want to know where you hid my daughter when I gave birth to her so many years ago." Allison's heart skipped a beat. She tried to calm herself down and said, "I think you've lost your mind, Queenie. I've told you that Dr. Lane disposed of your baby back then. How wo
T Corporation. The silver and black building located in the prime commercial area of A City was like a shining beacon. The man that stood in front of the window had a perfect face with sculpted features. He was dressed in a black suit, and the top two buttons of his silk shirt were unbuttoned, which gave him a masculine charm. His slender fingers were holding a cigarette, and he was looking down at the busy streets below. It was a sunny day. The wind blew gently, the clouds floated lazily, and the sun was high in the sky. One should have been in a good mood in such fine weather, but Luke was inexplicably troubled. T Corporation was forced to stop work, but Vivi Group was unaffected, and in fact, they seemed to be getting ahead. Anyone could see that someone with political power was applying pressure on T Corporation. Luke did not expect that the person was Mr. Norman, the Provincial Committee Secretary. He wondered if Mr. Norman was taking revenge on him for going b
In the private room of a restaurant. The guests guzzled bottles upon bottles of alcohol. They had to hide their true feelings and maintain smiles on their faces even though the bitter taste lingered in their mouths. Luke was drinking with Mr. Norman and his men. He had drunk a lot of alcohol. He had a high tolerance for alcohol. Though he managed to decline most of the offers to drink, there were too many people toasting him. Everyone at the table was an influential politician or government official. Luke dared not decline too many of their toasts. He felt a little tipsy, though his mind was still sound. "There's something that I'd like to ask, Mr. Norman. T Corporation has always obeyed the law, and we only start a project only after we obtain the requisite permits. We have checked every document, permit, and schedule at least three times, and we have not found any problems. I would like to know if the company has done something wrong to deserve the stop-work order." He po
T Corporation. Ever since the failed reunion banquet, Julie had been in low spirits. Usually, she would be laughing and chattering. Now, she was quiet and reserved. She did not focus on her work, and she frequently made mistakes. In the afternoon, Bianca corrected several critical figures in her work. After that, she tried asking her, "Julie, you don't seem to be in your element. How about you take a break for a few days?" Bianca felt sorry for Julie that she did not get to reunite with her birth parents because of her, but she did not regret it. If Julie was not truly Jack and Queenie's birth daughter, it was better to expose the lie now than later. Even so, Bianca was surprised to find out that she was Queenie's birth daughter. To her, the Raynes were her family. That was why she was not too keen on returning to the Norman family even after she knew the truth. Julie was different. She was obsessed with finding her birth parents. Julie shook her head and forced a s
Many people rushed over, and Bianca was nearly knocked off her feet. Fortunately, Sean was protecting her. Otherwise, an accident would have easily happened. Sean observed the surroundings while he helped Bianca walk toward a less crowded place. "You shouldn't stay here, Madam. Let's leave now." Bianca's mind was blank as she saw Queenie being held hostage. She could only see Queenie's pale face and the bloody line on her neck… Sean, seeing that Bianca was not moving, said sternly, "We have to leave, Madam. It's too dangerous here. I won't know how to tell Mr. Crawford if you get in an accident." Bianca could not breathe when she saw the thin line of blood on Queenie's neck. Her first instinct was to rush forward to danger. She did not want to see anything happen to Queenie, perhaps because they were mother and daughter. Nina stood next to Bianca, protecting her. She could not help but look in the direction in which Bianca was looking. "What are you looking at, Bian
The white hospital bed had a strong smell of disinfectant. Queenie was groggy and felt as though she was floating in the clouds. She felt a burning pain in her throat. She had dreamt of fire and ants biting her. In a daze, she wanted to touch her neck with her hand, but as soon as she moved her arm, there was a stabbing pain on the back of her hand. She moaned softly and immediately felt her hand embraced by a soft and warm hand. Queenie opened her eyes in shock and saw Bianca sitting next to her. She was looking at her with concern. "Mrs. Norman, are you okay?" Bianca saw Queenie wake up and breathed a sigh of relief. She then handed her a glass of warm water, saying, "Does your throat hurt? Does it feel very uncomfortable? Drink some water to wet your throat. The doctor said that your neck injury is mild but you should still rest in bed for a few days. You don’t have to worry too much. I’ll call the doctor to come over to check up on you.” Afte
When Gerald heard this, his face fell. “Huh? Ms. Craw, you're not cooking anymore?”Luca said nothing. Luke had already left with the others. She turned her gaze back before walking inside.Gerald realized that Luca had only been cooking breakfast because of Lucius. The thought puzzled him. Had they taken a liking to each other from the very start? That did not seem right.In this fast-paced modern world, even if they had, using something as old-fashioned as cooking to win someone over did not add up.Still, the timing was too coincidental to ignore. Luca started cooking for everyone when Lucius arrived, and she stopped as soon as he left. That realization gave Gerald an eerie feeling.Thinking they might have known each other back on the island, it all suddenly made sense. Of course! They must have met before. How else could this all line up so perfectly?With that thought, Gerald quickly caught up with Luca. “Ms. Craw, my cooking is terrible. Why don’t you keep doing it?”
Kassy’s eye donor was Hera, the one Abel had brought over.Even though Hera’s eyes resembled Kassy’s, they did not meet the criteria for a transplant. However, Hera’s blood type matched Kassy’s exactly.Hence, Abel decided to use Hera’s eyes. His belief was that her eyes were specifically meant for Kassy.Shanks knew he would not be able to change Abel’s mind, so he did not try. Abel’s stubbornness was something even Kassy herself could not sway.Luca remained silent for a while, not saying anything further. She understood that using a cadaver was the best option as it would not harm anyone.However, the eyes Abel wanted for Kassy were not from a cadaver. He intended to take them from Hera.Luca certainly would not participate in such a surgery. It was too cruel.“What are you thinking?” Shanks suddenly asked.Luca shook her head. “I’m just thinking about the volunteer’s situation.”“You’re wondering if this solution will be marketed, aren’t you?” Shanks suddenly asked.L
“I’m still a bit worried. Let me take a look in your room and change the dressing while I’m at it.” Luca knew Luke would not want her to worry. Therefore, she needed to see for herself that everything was fine before she could feel at ease.“Alright.” Luke knew she was worried about him, so the two of them headed into the room.He took off his shirt, revealing the bandage wrapped around his torso.Luca could not help but chuckle at the sight. The wrapping was done by Gerald, and it was hilariously sloppy. It was haphazardly bound—overly tight in some places and entirely uneven. It looked like it was just meant to cover the wounds, with no thought for neatness.“Stop laughing.” Luke was clearly rendered speechless by Gerald’s lackluster bandaging skills as well.If it were not for the fact that it was difficult to bandage himself, he would never have let Gerald do it.“With it wrapped like this, how are you supposed to sleep at night?” Luca asked as she began unwrapping the ba
Abel chuckled. His voice was low and gravelly.“Hera, let’s agree on something. Don’t use threats of leaving to manipulate me anymore, or I won’t be happy,” said Abel in a low voice.What might have sounded like a plea or a compromise came across to Hera as a veiled threat.The cool sensation of his fingers brushed against her eyelids, and she could not help but shiver. His touch felt as cold as death itself. She could not feel a trace of warmth.Her hands clenched tightly together. The tension in her grip was the only thing keeping her from trembling further.“Alright,” Hera murmured obediently.Abel withdrew his hand. Hera opened her eyes. A strange unease stirred within her. For reasons she could not quite explain, Abel’s behavior filled her with an unsettling dread…“Will you stay at the hospital with me tonight?” Hera could not help but crave some semblance of comfort.Abel frowned slightly. “Stay here with you? And what about Luca?”“You could just send her home. I onl
Luca's expression was serious, and Hera realized she was not just trying to scare her. Ignoring her warnings had already caused her to suffer once.Unwillingly, Hera sipped on the cereal. Her resentment was evident in every movement.Luca noticed it was not difficult for her to handle. She quietly sat down and ate her own bowl of cereal.Hera did not have much of an appetite.Hera took a couple of bites before growing bored. She glanced at Luca and asked, “How did you end up working for Abel?”Luca did not respond. She calmly blew on her cereal and ate in silence, showing no intention of engaging in conversation.“I’m talking to you. Are you deaf?” snapped Hera.Luca lifted her gaze briefly and replied, “You should finish your cereal before it gets cold.”“I’m not even hungry.” Hera really had no appetite and was not planning to eat the cereal.“It’s still better if you eat something. Otherwise, when hunger strikes later, don’t expect me to help you,” said Luca, “I’m only he
Luke had never taken the medicine that could speed up healing, so his recovery was nowhere near as fast as the others from the Island of Despair.Luca did not respond to Gerald’s comment. Her gaze fixed on him with intensity.“No stitches,” said Luke, “I trust you.”Luca bit her lower lip.“But if you don’t stitch it, it might tear open,” insisted Gerald, staring at Luke’s wounds.Luke glanced at his injuries and shrugged, seemingly unconcerned, as though the wounds had nothing to do with Luca.“Stitches will leave scars.”“Are you afraid of scars? What kind of man doesn’t have a few scars on him? Scars are a symbol of manhood,” teased Gerald with a playful tone, “Scars show you’re reliable, that you can protect a woman.”Luke gave him a look as though he were an idiot, then his gaze shifted to Luca. “I don’t want too many scars. I’m worried my future wife might dislike them.”Luca’s heart sank at his words, but his lighthearted remark eased her sadness. Despite the severity
Luca could not help but tremble with heartache. She fought hard to resist the urge to rush forward.Everyone in the room had survived brutal training to make it out of the Island of Despair, and they could not help but shudder when they saw the scene. The sound of the whip felt like it was landing on their own bodies.Gerald closed his eyes, unable to watch any longer. It was too cruel for him to watch.The ten lashes felt like an eternity, stretching on for what seemed like a century.Luca looked at the drenched clothes on Luke. His eyes were red, and his shirt was so soaked that you could wring out the blood from it. Her hands were clenched so tightly into fists that the veins were bulging.Abel tossed the whip aside, looking at Luke’s disheveled state with satisfaction. He enjoyed the thrill of this bloody scene.He turned to Luca, noticing her reddened eyes, and smiled even more devilishly. “Hera is in the hospital now. You’ll go take care of her for the next few da
Luca instantly understood the situation. It was about Hera.Hera was someone Abel valued, possibly as a future corneal donor for Kassy. While Abel might not love Hera now, he certainly took her health seriously.In a calm tone, Luca explained, “She was hospitalized due to inflammation that caused a fever.”Abel furiously flung his half-smoked cigar at her. The glowing embers singed her clothes, leaving a small burn mark.She instinctively stepped aside.Abel roared, “What kind of care is this?! I told you to look after her! Is this how you handle things?”Luca was perplexed. When did he ever tell her to look after Hera?Besides, she did take care of her.”When Ms. Sanchez fainted last night, she already had a low-grade fever. I diagnosed her condition as inflammation and prescribed anti-inflammatory and fever-reducing medication. I also emphasized that she needed to take oral anti-inflammatory drugs. She didn’t trust me and threw out Mr. Shanks’ medication, which led to her con
Luca placed her hand on Hera’s other wrist, checking her pulse. “Her condition is worsening. The inflammation in her body has intensified.“I prescribed her medication. Those are Mr. Shanks’ formulations, and they're highly effective for reducing inflammation. It shouldn’t be getting worse.” Gerald pursed his lips before finally speaking up. “Luca, when I was cleaning yesterday, I saw that Ms. Sanchez had thrown all the medication you prescribed into the trash. She didn’t take any of it.”Luca was speechless.She had been questioning whether the medicine was ineffective or if she had made an error in diagnosis. It turned out that it was Hera herself who had sabotaged her treatment.“What should we do now?” asked Gerald.“There’s no other option. She needs to go to a hospital,” Luca decided firmly. “Her condition is serious, and since she doesn’t trust my treatment, the hospital is her best choice.”“Can’t you help her just this once?” pleaded Gerald, “I mean, she looks really b