All Chapters of Why the Crocodile Tears?: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

"Speak." Gregory's voice was cold and commanding. Yet, silence was the only response he received. He frowned and scooped Anathea up effortlessly, carrying her to the couch. Anathea slumped against it, completely drained, as if every last ounce of strength had been stripped from her. She didn't even blink, her vacant eyes staring into nothingness. She said nothing, but the evidence of what had just happened was impossible to ignore. Beneath the slightly open collar of her blouse, her pale skin was marred with countless red marks, a silent testament to Gregory's aggressiveness.However, the real damage came from the humiliation that shattered her spirit, not just the physical torture.Gregory finally realized he might have gone too far. His voice was stiff as he offered a curt explanation. "The glass is one-way and soundproof."In other words, while everything outside was visible from within the office, those outside couldn't see or hear anything happening inside. He would never

"Done everything?" Anathea stared blankly at Carla, and suffocating fear surged through her. "Mrs. Jacobson's condition has deteriorated to the point where she won't survive another emergency resuscitation. The surgery can't be delayed any longer," Carla advised.Anathea pressed her lips together, aware of the gravity of the situation. However, she still hadn't managed to get the full 30 million dollars needed for the surgery."Can we start the medication first? I promise, I'll pay the full amount before the surgery." She looked at Carla, pleading.Carla had previously informed her that before the surgery, Fiona needed to be injected with a certain medication for two weeks to stimulate her body's functions, ensuring she could undergo the procedure.Carla hesitated, contemplating her request. Meeting Anathea's anxious, hopeful gaze, she finally nodded. "I'll do my best to get approval for it.""Thank you, Dr. Peltz." Anathea sincerely expressed her gratitude. As long as the medi

"Wow! The fireworks are so beautiful!" Xander exclaimed in awe. The sound of fireworks exploding in the night sky came through from the smartwatch. It was lively and festive.Just then, Anathea's phone buzzed with a new message. It was a photo from Natalie. Under the dazzling fireworks, Natalie sat in a wheelchair, turning her head slightly to look at Gregory, a blissful smile on her face. Gregory's coat was draped over her shoulders, a silent yet undeniable display of his gentleness and care. His care was reserved for her and her alone. That was exactly why Natalie had sent this picture. It was a declaration of ownership. In fact, ever since Natalie had returned from overseas a month ago, she'd been occasionally sending Anathea photos of her and Gregory together. But Anathea had never responded, and this time was no different. Without a change in her expression, she turned off her phone screen. To be honest, the first time she'd seen such photos, there had been a sharp p

"What's going on in your head all day?" Ten minutes earlier, as soon as Lena and Anathea had arrived at Aetherbrook Hotel, the manager berated them without hesitation. "Didn't I tell you to replace the flower arrangements in the private suite with the freshest ones by this afternoon? Look at the time now! Do you have any idea how late it is?"Lena adjusted her black-framed glasses and mumbled, "But… you sent a message saying it was for tomorrow afternoon…"Moreover, the schedule had undergone several changes. Just when they had finally agreed on a time, it d been unexpectedly shifted to this afternoon. By the time Lena had completed her other responsibilities and noticed the message, she felt overwhelmed.The manager pointed at her angrily. "You still dare to argue?" Frightened by his aggressive demeanor, Lena instinctively hid behind Anathea. "That's enough. Instead of wasting time here, we should replace the wilted flowers before the guests notice. Otherwise, if they bring

That was the exact response Theo had been waiting for. His gaze swept over Lena and Anathea with amusement. "Oh? What do I want? Thanks to your flower arrangement, my luck's been wrecked, and I've lost millions. So tell me. How exactly do you plan on making up for my loss?"When Lena heard "millions," her fingers clenched and trembled. She could never make that kind of money, yet Theo had just blown it in a few rounds of poker. "I… I don't know."She truly had no idea. If he expected her to repay him, that wasn't possible."Don't know?" Theo chuckled lightly, then turned to those escorts. "What do you all think? How should we handle this?" The escorts exchanged glances, their lips curling into playful smiles. In a teasing tone, one of them cooed, "Mr. Harrington, what's the fun in just playing cards? Why not have a drink instead?" "Great idea!" Theo exclaimed, signaling someone to bring the drinks. Red and white wine were mixed together in a delightful blend, overflowing into