When Mable woke up, it was the next morning. She sat up to look at the time. It was 9:30 am. Only ten hours had passed since the poison acted up last night. Every time it happened in the past, even after taking sedatives, the excruciating pain would torment her for a whole day.Only after that would the pain slowly decrease until it disappeared completely. How did it get better so quickly this time? ‘It was probably because the concentration of the sedative Ethan used last night was relatively high.’However, Mable did not think much about it. She went to the bathroom to wash up and saw that her eyes had returned to their normal color. She was relieved. It seemed she got through it this time. When she went downstairs for breakfast, Aunt Grace was the only one in the living room. It was there Mable heard from her that Blair looked after her all night last night. She only remembered that he carried her into the bathroom to soak in a hot bath. He also kissed her, but s

Beatrice listened to her dad yell, and her body turned cold. Her legs went weak, and she knelt on the ground with a thud. “Blair, I’m so sorry… I’m sorry, I was wrong…” Blair did not give her a chance to plead for mercy. He directly dialed the intercom and had security take her away. Afterward, Amos walked in. “Master Blair, Ms. Jefferson left.” As Blair ran out, Mable entered the elevator. He frowned and picked up his phone to call her. However, he was redirected to the voicemail as she was on a call. … Mable left Fowler Enterprise and called Ethan to meet up. Ethan handed her a folder when she arrived at the agreed-upon cafe. “I made a fake blood test report of a healthy person and switched yours with it. No one noticed.” Mable took the document. “Thanks.” “You’re welcome.” Ethan adjusted his glasses and looked at the document in her hand. “Professor Jefferson, I looked at your report when I switched it.” Mable knew he would definitely have seen the conten

It was Luke who called, asking Blair to go home immediately. “Let’s just talk on the phone.” After all, Blair did not want to go back. Ever since his grandpa passed away, he only returned to the Fowler Residence during Christmas. Just like Mable, he did not have a good feeling about that place. “Did you break off our collaboration with Stanton Enterprise?! Who allowed you to do that, huh?!” Luke was furious. The Fowlers and the Stantons had been friends for decades and cooperated frequently in the business industry. Beatrice was even Luke’s favored candidate for a daughter-in-law. With what he did, Blair was simply disrespecting the Stantons. What was worse was that the other companies cooperating with Fowler Enterprise also stopped working with Stanton Enterprise after learning that Blair broke off the collaboration with Stanton Enterprise. In just a day, Stanton Enterprise was in jeopardy. Blair asked coldly, “Do I need to ask for permission?” Luke was so mad that h

After Blair washed the dishes, he also cut some fruits. In the living room, Mable and Tracey were engrossed in playing a game. When Mable was suddenly fed with a piece of watermelon, she ate it without thinking. It was cold and quenched her thirst. She turned to find Blair sitting beside her with a fork. He asked gently, “Is it good?” Mable shifted to the side and answered, “...Not bad.” Blair took another piece of watermelon with the fork and fed it to her. “Have another one.” Mable was not used to being treated so gently by him. “I’ll do it myself— Mm...” The cold and delicious watermelon was fed to her mouth. Tracey stopped playing the game when she saw them. She wailed, “Can you have some love and care for a single woman like me?” She was blinded by their public display of affection. Blair looked askance at her. She was an eyesore for him at the moment. “Are you not going home?” “Yes, I’m going back now.” Tracey put down the gamepad and prepared to leave.

Amos looked at Mable from behind and was dumbfounded for a long time. “Master Blair, was that… Ms. Jefferson? When did she become so amazing? A medical professor at such a young age? Is she a genius?!” Blair smiled proudly. “As expected of my wife.” Amos was speechless.‘Master Blair, have you forgotten that you’re divorced?’ … In the dean’s office. Zachary looked at Blair’s various test reports with a frown on his face. “Master Blair, have you been working too much lately and are under too much pressure? Quite a few of the numbers on your reports are on the high side. How’s your sleep and appetite lately?” Blair pinched the spot between his eyebrows. “My appetite is fine, but I’ve been a little… insomniac.” He hardly had insomnia in the past. However, when Mable ran away to Ashdale, he did not sleep for three days just to look for her. Since then, he began to suffer from insomnia. Zachary asked again after some thought, “What about your mental state? Do you tend