Chris rushed over to try and stop it, but it was already too late. Scarlett had fallen from the upstairs window. Wayne, with a cold demeanor, ordered, "Take her away." With that, he turned and walked out of the room. Henry glanced down from the window. Although it was only the second floor, it was still high enough to cause injury from such a fall. He felt a twinge of sympathy but didn't pity Scarlett. She was the one who had challenged Wayne first. Why did she have to run away secretly? They had spent months searching for her! Downstairs. Scarlett lay curled up on the ground, her whole body aching, but her legs hurt the most. She shakily reached to touch her leg bone, knowing that her leg was likely broken. Chris ordered his men to pick her up. There was no gentleness, just rough and simple actions! Scarlett was too weak to resist. She was like a boneless rag-doll, dragged along by them. Even though this was Jeff's territory, Wayne had come prepared with many men.
Belinda's face turned ashen with fear, stuttering, "Y-you, why are you here?" Wayne strode forward and kicked her aside, his eyes dark and menacing. "How dare you deceive me!" Belinda fell to the ground in a disheveled heap, scrambling to get up in panic. "I didn't deceive you..." Wayne had heard everything she said, and yet Belinda still tried to hide the truth! He had once held some sentiment for Belinda because of that night, but now... He just wanted this woman to disappear immediately! "Mrs. Robert, keep an eye on her!" Wayne called Chris, instructing him to come and deal with Belinda. After hanging up, he looked at Scarlett, who lay on the ground, her breaths faint and weak. Hesitating for a moment, he then quickly moved to her side, squatting down. His hand hovered uncertainly before finally daring to touch her cheek, his voice trembling as he softly called her name, "Scarlett." He never imagined that it had been Scarlett that night. His heart quivered with emoti
Wayne immediately pushed open the hospital room door and saw Scarlett, her leg still in a cast, slumped over the side of the bed.He frowned, "What are you doing?"Before the words were fully out, he was already at her side, helping her up while trying to suppress his anger. "Your leg is like this, and you still want to run?"Scarlett gently shook her head. In her current state, she couldn't run even if her legs were fine; she had no strength left.Her chest was numb from the engorgement."I'm just thirsty."It was only then that Wayne noticed her lips were cracked and bleeding.His eyes softened, and he said gently, "I'll get you some water."Scarlett lay back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, and weakly asked, "Wayne, why won't you let me go?"Wayne paused as he poured her a glass water. He knew he had feelings for Scarlett.But because she had been with another man, he couldn't bring himself to admit it, not wanting tocompromise his pride.Even though he had feelings, he kept th
Wayne closed the door and started walking toward the window at the end of the hallway. Bryan followed him. "You've known Scarlett for a long time. Tell me about her," Wayne said, facing the window. He stood tall with one hand in his pocket, his broad shoulders and narrow waist creating a striking silhouette. Even his shadow cast on the floor was pleasing to the eyes. Bryan thought to himself that Scarlett and Wayne would make a great couple, like a match made in heaven.After a moment of contemplation, he asked, "What do you want to know about her?" "Everything." Bryan organized his thoughts before speaking. "Scarlett was an excellent student, always at the top of her class. After graduation, she excelled at work too. The director of Vincal Hospital held her in high regard. As for her personal life, she was pure..." He paused. "Scarlett used to be a good girl. She never dated anyone during school, even though many boys liked her. She received a lot of love letters, but she
Wayne liked the feeling of her clinging to him. He smirked triumphantly. Lowering his eyelids, he said, "Don't you know if I'm strong or not?" Scarlett was utterly confused. "How on earth would I know if you're strong?" she thought Wayne must be out of his mind! Wayne's eyes held a deeper meaning, "You know." Scarlett couldn't grasp the hidden meaning behind his words. She just thought they were talking past each other. Outside the hospital, Wayne was afraid Scarlett might catch a cold, held her a bit tighter. As the driver opened the car door, he gently placed her inside and adjusted her coat. Scarlett looked up and saw his serious and caring expression, feeling a subtle flutter in her heart. But she quickly dismissed it. A man who could push her down from the second floor and disregard her life wouldn’t be kind to her. She didn't believe it. Her expression turned cold again. Wayne asked her, "Are you cold?" "No," Scarlett replied curtly. It seemed she
Jeff's Ortiz's actions were a blatant provocation and show-off to Wayne!Scarlett felt inexplicably guilty.She couldn't quite understand why she felt that way.Today, Jeff had invited high-ranking dignitaries from the upper class in the society!The event was grand and elaborate!However, usually, only well-known artists could hold such exhibitions.Unknown individuals rarely had their work appreciated, let alone sold for high prices.Someone raised a question about the unsigned paintings, "Jeff, where did you get these paintings from? None of them are signed."Jeff smiled, "Don't worry, soon you'll see the true value of these paintings.""You better not disappoint us. These paintings, while intriguing, lack the prestige without the artist's signature."Jeff chuckled, "Whether he or she becomes famous or not depends on..."His gaze shifted towards Wayne.Wayne, however, paid no attention to him.Instead, he was engrossed in the paintings on the wall.He didn't understand art, but he
Jeff had indeed forgotten about that. He did promise to give the painting to Scarlett after he finished it. "Can we talk privately?" he suggested, thinking that Scarlett should be on the same page as him. After all, Scarlett was the one Wayne had pushed down the stairs. If it weren't for that, her leg wouldn't have been broken. She should hate Wayne. Now that he had a chance to squeeze some money out of Wayne, Scarlett should be happy about it. "Let's talk here," Scarlett replied. She wasn't against Jeff getting money from Wayne. However, she felt that Jeff was using her. She deserved some of that money too. She didn't care much about money before. But now things were different. She had no income, and both her child and Beatrice needed to live. Money was needed everywhere. She had to think about her child and mother. Jeff noticed her intention and brought up the topic of splitting the money right in front of Wayne . "How about a 70-30 split?" He had lost too
Wayne whispered, "It hurts me more than it hurts you." His heart ached for her. He gently caressed the corner of her eye, his touch both tender and intense. "You married me, which means you are mine. It's our destiny, and you need to fulfill your duties as a wife." In the past, he had scoffed at the idea of destiny. He didn't believe in it. But now, with Scarlett, he believed. He believed that they were meant to be together. That night was their wedding night, and even though he hadn't gone to see her, they had still become husband and wife, consummating their marriage. Wasn't that destiny? Scarlett choked back a sob. If it weren't for the fact that she had a child, she would have honored her promise to Old Master Gray No matter whether Wayne liked her or treated her well, she would have stayed in the marriage. But now, she had a child. A child that wasn't Wayne's. If Wayne found out, given his temper, who knows what would happen! For her, divorce was the b
Wayne glanced out the window, his stern face devoid of any expression. Only when he thought of someone did a hint of warmth appear. "To the Norman Family." " yes sir, he replied and headed towards the Norman Family residence. In no time, they arrived at the residence. Wayne got out of the car. "Leave the keys. You can go back." "Yes, sir." The driver parked the car and handed over the keys. Wayne took them and walked towards the house. The living room was empty and quiet; Scarlett was nowhere to be seen. He frowned slightly. Could she be out? No, that didn’t make sense. She wouldn’t take the baby out after just finding him. He began searching room by room, starting downstairs and then moving upstairs. Finally, when he pushed open one of the doors, he saw Scarlett.She was lying on her side on the bed, gently patting the baby, trying to lull him to sleep. He walked in quietly, his movements as light as possible, yet Scarlett still noticed someone entering. She turned her he
Before the lawyer could even begin reading the contents, Caroline couldn't wait any longer. She snatched the document from him, eagerly opening it to browse through the contents. Her heart was filled with joy and anticipation, dreaming of inheriting all the Norman Family's assets. However... The more she read, the paler her face became. By the end, her face was completely drained of color. "No, this can't be. Andrew would never do this to me. This must be fake. It has to be fake!" She screamed in madness, tearing the document to shreds. The lawyer didn't stop her because it was just a copy, not the original. It didn't matter if she tore it up. "You must have all conspired against me!" She glared at the lawyer and then turned her gaze to Scarlett and Beatrice. "You two! It must be you two behind this!" Scarlett couldn't be bothered to waste words with her. She signaled the lawyer to read the will. Caroline wasn't about to give up easily, but Adrian held her back and said, "Mom,
As she spoke, she noticed Scarlett holding a tiny baby in her arms. She quickly walked over and asked, "Where did this baby come from?" Before she could answer, she guessed, "Is it your friend's?" "It's mine," Scarlett said. Mrs. Robert's eyes widened. "Young Mistress... what did you say? Whose child is this?" Quickly, she thought of something. "Could it be the Master's?" Scarlett shook her head. "No." "What?!" Mrs. Robert was flabbergasted. "If it's not the Master's, then whose is it? Did you have a child with another man?" Scarlett didn't deny it. "Yes." "Scarlett," a deep, anger-laden voice sounded from behind her. Scarlett turned around to see Old Master Gray standing on the steps at the doorway, leaning on his cane. From his expression, it was clear he had heard Mrs. Robert's words. His face was ashen, and he spoke in a steady, yet stern voice, "Come with me." After speaking, she walked inside and headed towards Wayne's study. Butler Ronald glanced at Scarle
It was Adrian! "Adrian!" Caroline rushed over in a panic, terrified that something terrible had happened to her son. She lifted the metal frame and cradled her unconscious son, patting his cheeks. "Adrian, wake up! Please don't scare me like this, please..." Caroline was genuinely crying. Adrian was her only son, and all her hopes were pinned on him. If anything happened to him, she wouldn't be able to live on. Everything she did was for her son! "Are you stupid? Why did you save that woman who's fighting you for the inheritance?Scarlett's knee was bleeding heavily from the impact, but she ignored her own injury and took out her phone to call 911. She limped over, wanting to check Adrian's condition. Caroline, thinking Scarlett meant harm, pushed her away. "Don't touch my son!"Scarlett stumbled from the push. "If you don't want your son to be in danger, let me take a look. I'm a doctor; I won't hurt him," she said coldly. Caroline, still holding her son and crying, accused
"It's not up to you to decide who gets the Norman family's inheritance, Caroline. I will find out how my dad really died, and if you had anything to do with it, I won't let you off," Scarlett said coldly. Caroline had just returned, "If you dare to fight my son for the inheritance, I won't let you off either!" "Mom..." Adrian tried to persuade her. Andrew had just passed away, and here they were, arguing heatedly in front of his body. How could the deceased rest in peace? "Adrian, I'm telling you, don't let your father brainwash you. I'm the one closest to you. What does Scarlett have to do with you?" Caroline snapped. Adrian always sided with Scarlett, which made her very unhappy. She believed that Adrian's behavior was all Andrew's fault. He had instilled the wrong ideas in their son! Half-siblings, what kind of bond could they have? Given her own conflicts with Scarlett, it was destined that Adrian could never see Scarlett as family! And now, with the inheritance dispute,
Scarlett explained in a soft voice.Wayne only had a rough idea of what happened. After all, Caroline had chosen a remote location, and Wayne was clueless about what transpired in between. Hearing Scarlett say that Caroline had tried to harm her, Wayne's nerves tightened. "Are you hurt?" he asked. Scarlett shook her head. Thinking about Julian's injury, Wayne felt reassured. She was skilled with a scalpel; it wasn't easy to harm or capture her. However, she was still a girl, and no matter how smart, her physical strength had its limits. "Be careful from now on," he advised. "If anything happens, contact me immediately." "Okay," Scarlett replied, her clear, bright eyes blinking. "Wayne, I..." She wanted to tell him that she had given birth to a child. But as the words reached her lips, she hesitated, unsure of how to begin. "What's wrong?" Wayne asked. she lowered her head, trying to find the right words in her mind. "It's about last time. I had something important
Andrew had it all figured out. Once Scarlett vented her anger, he could ask her to take care of Adrian, and she wouldn't be able to refuse him. He had already planned everything. The distribution of the Norman Family's assets was settled in his will. No matter how hard Caroline tried, it would be futile. Caroline knew Andrew didn't have much love for her, but she never expected him to be so cold-hearted as to use the inheritance to threaten her into confessing for Scarlett. "I've been with you for almost twenty years. Don't you have any trust in me? I've told you, I didn't..." "Just tell me, are you going to confess or not?" Andrew cut her off, having no patience for her excuses. Caroline stood there, trembling all over. Though their relationship had never been particularly loving, they had always been seen together, and he had been gentle and considerate towards her. How could he be so heartless now? "I gave you a son!" she shouted, her voice breaking. Andrew remained
At this moment, his gaze at Scarlett was so intense it felt like it could tear her apart. If looks could kill, she would undoubtedly be dead by now! "I was just..." Scarlett began to explain. But Wayne abruptly stood up, clearly unwilling to hear any of her words or excuses, and stormed out of the dining room. Scarlett tightly pressed her lips together and didn't follow him. Wayne was furious right now; if she approached him, he wouldn't listen to her calmly. It was better to let him cool down first. She would explain once he had calmed down. "Achoo—" Scarlett covered her mouth as she sneezed! Mrs. Robert noticed and asked, "Are you catching a cold?" Scarlett nodded. Mrs. Robert went to get her some cold medicine. "Thank you," Scarlett said. Mrs. Robert smiled warmly, "You're Mr. Gray's wife. Taking care of you is part of my job." At the mention of Wayne, Scarlett lowered her eyes. She put the pill in her mouth and washed it down with water. After eating, she changed i
Scarlett knew that someone like Julian, a pampered rich kid, was terrified of death. "Let me go," she said calmly, her tone direct. Julian refused to budge. "I don't believe you'd dare to kill me." He thought Scarlett, just a girl, wouldn't have the guts to do it! But what he didn't know was that as a doctor, someone who dared to use a scalpel, she was anything but timid. Scarlett pressed the sharp edge of the broken glass into his skin. Julian felt the pain and touched the warm, sticky blood, his face turning pale with fear "You... you really dare?" He was so nervous he could barely speak! "You wanted to ruin me, and if I don't have the guts to fight back, then I deserve it, don't I?" Scarlett, with the precision of a surgeon, applied just the right amount of pressure. Julian felt intense pain and saw a lot of blood, making it look severe, but it wasn't life-threatening. This was all about her choice of location! As a doctor, she knew the human body well! She kn