Maxwell sensed something off about Jennifer. His heart quivered as he pressed further, "What's wrong with you? Tell me!" Jennifer took a deep breath and held back her tears. "I promise, you won't regret coming back this time." After his call with Jennifer ended, Maxwell stared at the darkened phone screen in confusion. Rachel was right beside him, lying injured on the hospital bed. However, Jennifer's voice on the phone just now was clearly off. Maxwell didn't want to admit that he felt concerned. Nonetheless, his heart was gripped with worry. He wanted to return home and see what was going on. Rachel guessed that the call was from Jennifer. After all, she would want to get the divorce done as soon as possible for the sake of getting Laura out. She was almost certain that Jennifer called Maxwell home to talk about their divorce. Rachel pretended to be understanding and said, "Maxwell, is that your wife? Did she ask you to go home?"When Maxwell remembered the grievances th
"Jennifer?" Maxwell was startled and quickly stood up. He gathered her into his arms and rushed to the bedroom. After he placed her on the bed, Jennifer still hadn't regained consciousness. "Jennifer, stop the act and get up!" Maxwell snapped as he stood beside her. "One moment you're sobbing, the next you're trying to gain my sympathy. Tell me, how many tricks do you have up your sleeve?" Unfortunately, there was no response. Maxwell reached out and touched her forehead. It was scalding hot. Was Jennifer running a fever?Maxwell took out his phone and made a call to his private doctor, Derek Spellman. While waiting for Derek, he went to the bathroom and fetched a basin of cold water. He intended to use a towel to cool her down. Coincidentally, Maxwell caught sight of her damp clothes in a basin beside the sink. These were the clothes Jennifer wore when she came to see him this morning. So, did she walk back in the rain today? "Damn it," Maxwell cursed under his breath
Jennifer quickly ran downstairs, but the divorce agreement that she printed yesterday was not on the coffee table. She searched high and low. Finally, Jennifer found the torn-up divorce agreement in the rubbish bin. There was only her signature there. The space for Maxwell's signature remained blank. At that moment, Jennifer wasn't sure whether she felt relieved or disappointed. She felt relieved because Maxwell was still her husband. On the other hand, she was disappointed because she hadn't fulfilled Rachel's request. Laura was still locked up at the police station. She couldn't be so selfish!…Martha returned to the villa that morning. Jennifer didn't expect her to come back today. After all, she hadn't had the chance to call Martha as many things had happened recently. Martha said with a smile, "Mr. Lance asked me to return and take care of you, Madam. He still cares about you as he said that you can't take care of yourself alone." Jennifer forced a smile, but she di
Due to the angle of the shots, the entire video was captured clearly. Nathan was a rising star in the medical field of cardiac surgery, and he personally provided an explanation about the video. It turned out that the video was taken by his sister who coincidentally passed by the front entrance of Haven University. She witnessed the incident and took a video on her phone. Most of the time, Nathan would be conducting research abroad. He rarely returned to the country, so he wasn't aware of the domestic news. It was during a video call with his sister that she brought up this matter with him while chatting casually. He did not expect that a hero like Jennifer who tried to save a life would be wrongly accused by the victim's family members. Nathan immediately asked his sister for the video and made it public. After that, he personally gave a detailed commentary on Jennifer's rescue efforts. He explained, "There were no issues with the methods and measures taken by Ms. Yale from
"Jennifer, we are sorry for misunderstanding you." "That's right, but it was probably a stroke of luck in disguise that Dr. Lowe noticed you. If you apply for his graduate program in the future, you'll have an advantage over us!" "By the way, did Dr. Lowe mention whether he will accept you as his student for the postgraduate entrance exam next year?" Jennifer was overwhelmed by the barrage of questions and took some time to respond. "I don't interact much with Dr. Lowe in private, so I'm not sure." After some time, Jennifer realized that the usual sharp but familiar voice was absent in the classroom. She looked around and asked, "Where's Quincy? Didn't she come to class today?" Quincy wasn't popular among her classmates. Some of them sneered, "Oh, her! It seems like she offended someone in the laboratory and got kicked out. "She doesn't even have a place to conduct her experiments, so she definitely can't complete her thesis. Quincy hasn't come to class for several days now
"That's enough! Have I said that I won't take responsibility?" Rachel said angrily. "Don't leave the house, and don't say anything online. I will figure something out!" After hanging up the phone, Rachel felt even more frustrated. Despite her reassurances earlier, she couldn't think of any other way. How could she come out unscathed and make Jennifer divorce Maxwell without getting personally involved in this mess?Feeling helpless, she called Jennifer. At that moment, Jennifer had just finished class. When Jennifer received a call from Rachel, she stopped in her tracks instinctively. Rachel's voice was menacing as she spoke, "Jennifer, don't you want to save your friend anymore? You haven't fulfilled any of your promises!" Jennifer replied coldly, "As you can see, many professors have already helped me clarify things online. Your plan to ruin my reputation has failed for now." Rachel pressed her further. "How about the divorce? What's the point of you doing this? Why do you
Could it be that Jennifer was actually having an affair with Nathan? Maxwell's expression darkened even more at the thought. He had been eaten up by guilt since last night because he felt sorry for falsely accusing Jennifer. But what about her? She didn't seem to care at all. Jennifer was probably getting intimate with Nathan instead!…Nathan sent Jennifer home safely, but she didn't dare invite him into the house recklessly as she was afraid Maxwell was at home. Nathan was a man who knew his boundaries. After dropping her off at her destination, he drove away immediately. The first thing Jennifer did when she got home was to ask Martha, "Mrs. Zayne, is he… home yet?" If Maxwell knew that she had been falsely accused, would he regret it? Would he care about her a little more? Would he see through Rachel's true colors? Unfortunately, Martha spoke with hesitation, "Madam, Mr. Lance has not come back yet. Should I give him a call to ask?" "There's no need. He probably doe
"You're back?" Jennifer ran up to Maxwell. Her eyes were shining as if she had a lot to say to him. However, Maxwell's eyes seemed to be frozen over with ice. He exuded an intimidating aura that kept people at arm's length. He gave her a brief glance and walked straight ahead. Jennifer couldn't restrain herself and shouted at his retreating figure, "Maxwell, did you help Rachel find a lawyer?" Maxwell stopped in his tracks and replied coldly, "Yes, so what?" Jennifer rushed forward and stood in front of him. She demanded indignantly, "Why did you do that? Why do you have to be so ruthless toward Laura? I've already agreed to the divorce. Since I've done what both of you wanted, why are you still doing this?" "As I wanted?" Maxwell let out a cold laugh and muttered softly, "Is it really my desire, or is it really yours instead?"Jennifer must have wished to divorce him so that she could find the mysterious man she had hidden away for so long, right? And that man was most like