All Chapters of Rising from the Ashes: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

Serena sneered. "Ms. Stevens, what an impressive display. It's one thing to reject the future head of the Weller family to his face, but now you're even ignoring Mr. Weller Senior's orders?" She continued, "Do you really think the Stevens family is strong enough to challenge the Weller family?" Christina's face darkened, but before she could respond, Kane slapped the seductive woman beside him across the face. "Silence! Family affairs are not for a woman like you to interfere with. Get out of here!" After dismissing his wife, Kane turned back to Christina with a warm smile. "Christie, you and Harvey have been seeing each other for some time now. It's normal for young people to have disagreements, but it hasn't reached the point where you two should end things. Why don't you go home and rest for now? I'll have Harvey come by later to offer a proper apology." Christina shook her head, her disgust for Harvey reaching its peak. "I'm sorry, Mr. Weller Senior, but I can't do that.

Jayrodale General Hospital. Andrew had just stepped into his office when Francesca walked in, her expression a mix of curiosity and mischief. She teased, "Dr. Lloyd, your old flame's family is staying at our hospital." Andrew raised an eyebrow. "What happened? Did someone get hurt?" Francesca pouted. "Oh, so you're still hung up on her? Seems like you care about her a lot, don't you?" Andrew sighed. "It's not like that. I'm just surprised, that's all." With a light scoff, Francesca explained, "Christina's fine. But Mrs. Stevens, that feisty old hag, and Leroy were nearly beaten to death. Christina looks completely out of it—pale and helpless. Since you two have a history, maybe you should check on her." Andrew chuckled. "You didn't sound like you wanted me to see her earlier." Francesca puffed out her chest and replied with a haughty tone, "I don't want you to get tangled up with her again. But you're the hospital's deputy chief, and visiting patients is part of your job.

"Christie, I'm here to see you and your family," Harvey said as he entered, his tone unusually humble. "Last night, I lost my head and acted impulsively. Please forgive me." Irene scoffed. "Sorry, but we won't accept your apology. You can turn around and leave." Harvey was unfazed by Irene's sharp tone and brushed off her hostility as if he had anticipated it. His eyes scanned the room, but when he did not see Christina, his expression hardened. "Where's Christie? Where did she go?" Irene sneered. "Where? Far away from you, of course. Harvey, you should just give up. After what you did last night, none of us will ever forgive you." She added smugly, "And just so you know, Christie and Andrew are back together. Right now, they're probably cozying up somewhere." Harvey's face turned dark in an instant, his eyes blazing with rage like he was ready to explode. Francesca, who had been leaning against the wall watching the scene unfold, frowned and snapped, "What nonsense are y

Christina's tone was cold as she said, "I'm sorry, but I don't need any of this from you. I already told you last night—we're done. There's nothing left to talk about." Harvey silently cursed her, but he kept his face calm and plastered on a smile. He softened his tone and replied, "I know you're still angry. I'm not asking you to forgive me right away, but my feelings for you have never changed. If you don't forgive me today, I'll stand outside Stevens Corporation every day to apologize until you do." Christina frowned in disgust. "Harvey, don't you realize how childish and pathetic that sounds? I don't want your apologies. I want us to stay out of each other's lives from now on. It's for the best." Irene snapped, "Harvey, stop harassing my daughter! You're the heir of the Weller family—stop acting like some shameless, clingy mutt!" Harvey's face twitched at the insult, his fists clenching as he fought the urge to lash out at Irene. He inhaled sharply, forcing himself to stay

Andrew's swift and decisive moves left Christina, Francesca, and the others stunned. None of them expected Andrew to go as far as to completely dominate Harvey, even with Zayne by his side. What shocked them even more was that Harvey, who was supposed to be the top heir of Jayrodale, a place known for its skilled fighters, looked like a complete amateur, unable to even get back up after a light strike from Andrew. Zayne's eyes burned with fury. "Kid, you've got a lot of nerve," he said, his voice filled with anger. "You've hurt someone under my watch. That means I can't let you leave here alive." Andrew casually waved his hand. "Quit talking. If you want to fight, hurry up. I've got other patients to see." Zayne nearly exploded with rage. "You brat! You're asking for it now." Meanwhile, Harvey remained lying on the ground with his shattered fingers, and he could barely breathe from the pain. "Mr. Fletcher, do something! Make him pay! I want him dead, now!" Harvey screamed.