As they walked out of Hummer Villa, Natasha, who'd put up a strong front earlier, suddenly felt her knees buckle under her. She almost fell flat on her face. Dustin quickly caught her and asked worriedly, "Are you okay? Do you feel sick?" "No, I'm just out of strength. My knees feel like jelly." She shook her head. She'd been on edge earlier; now that she could relax, she felt weak. "Ms. Harmon, I'll carry you!" Isfrid stepped forward and volunteered to help her. "I don't want to inconvenience you when you're seriously injured," Natasha said. "I'm fine. These injuries mean nothing." Isfrid patted her chest to show she was okay. "You're seriously injured if I say so!" Natasha's tone suddenly became stern. She glared at Isfrid. "Huh?" The realization dawned on Isfrid when she glanced at Dustin. "Oh, uh, yeah. I feel really dizzy." "I'll do it." Dustin looked helpless as he swept Natasha into his arms. She had a strong personality but was only an ordinary woman—she had to be
The following morning, at Peaceful Medical Center. Dustin got up early, washed up, and started preparing breakfast. As usual, it was his signature dish, deviled eggs. It was simple but smelled amazing. He'd just brought the food to the dining table when someone walked in. "Wow, that smells great!" It was Dahlia. Today, she wore a smart suit and heels. Her hair was in a ponytail, revealing her fair and slender neck. She looked happy to see the food. "Are those deviled eggs? How did you know I hadn't had breakfast yet, Dustin? Since you prepared this for me, I won't stand on ceremony!" She sat down and started to dig in. "This isn't—" Dustin was about to say something when his bedroom door swung open to reveal a gorgeous woman standing there. "Darling, I'm starving. Is breakfast ready yet?" It was Natasha. She had on an oversized shirt. As she stretched, it dipped to reveal her cleavage. "Hmm?" She and Dahlia met each other's gaze. They were both equally stunned. "What are you
Natasha shrugged and sat at the dining table. She pulled the deviled eggs to her and said with a smile, "Thank you for breakfast, darling. You're so considerate!" "That's where you're wrong. These eggs are mine." Dahlia pulled the eggs back. "It's been three years, but I've yet to fall out of love with Dustin's cooking. Besides, he knows I love deviled eggs." "Ms. Nicholson, stop thinking so highly of yourself. What's in the past is just that—the past. These eggs belong to me now." Natasha didn't back down. She dragged the eggs to herself again. "Ms. Harmon, robbing someone of something they love isn't the best habit to have. These eggs have been cooked to my taste; they only suit me!" "What makes you think I don't like deviled eggs? I love anything Dustin cooks!" "Hmph! Just because you like them doesn't mean they suit you!" "It's up to me to decide whether they're suitable!" The conversation between the two women became increasingly heated as they dragged the plate of d
"Ms. Nicholson, did you come here because you wanted something from me?" Dustin asked when he saw how tense the atmosphere was. "What, do I have to have a reason for coming here?" Dahlia glared at him. "I didn't mean that." He looked awkward. "Whatever. Let's get down to business—you know Dr. Rowan Cross, right? I want to ask him to examine someone." Dahlia stopped beating around the bush. "Examine someone?" Dustin sized her up, then checked her pulse. Confused, he said, "Aside from your period being a little out of whack, you're fine. You just need to control your emotions and diet." "You're the one who's out of whack!" Dahlia glared at him again, her face turning red. "I didn't say I was the one who needed an examination—it's for a relative of mine who suddenly fainted yesterday. She's been complaining of a headache, but the hospital said she's fine. She wanted Dr. Cross to examine them just to be sure." "I see." Dustin nodded. "There's no need to bother Dr. Cross for som
"It's you!" Dakota was momentarily taken aback when she recognized Dustin. Similarly, he looked at her funny with a hint of astonishment. Never had he expected that the two bitches were the relatives that Dahlia had mentioned to him. What a small world! "Oh, did you know each other?" Dahlia's quizzical gaze traveled between the two. "Not only are we acquainted," Dakota hissed through clenched teeth, "He's also the guy who beat us up yesterday!" "What?" Everyone was surprised to learn that. "Um, Dakota, did you get the wrong person?" Florence questioned cautiously. "No! How could I? I'd recognize him even if he turned into ashes! I also suspect my mom's gotten a headache from his slap!" Dakota seemed merciless. "Right! I must have fallen sick because of that slap! Get someone to arrest him!" Jane was bellowing in bed. She had been unable to put yesterday's events behind her, and she was extremely furious upon meeting her enemy again. "Dustin, what's the matter? Why did you
Florence, Jane, and Dakota were delighted by the doctor's presence. They could tell that he came from an impressive background just from how James described him. Jane and Dakota believed they deserved the best, such as seeing a skilled doctor like Fenton Reyes. "James, Dr. Reyes is a legend in Stonia. How did you get him to show up?" Florence asked curiously. James smiled. "Well, it wasn't me. It was Mr. Langford who arranged for Dr. Reyes to see Aunt Jane." "Mr. Langford?" Florence's eyes lit up upon hearing the name. Luis Langford was an aristocrat from Stonia who wielded great wealth and influence. He was also well-connected in the military and the government. More importantly, the Langford family was a close friend of the Nicholson family of Glenstead. Moreover, the Glenstead Nicholsons were greatly interested in an arranged marriage between Luis and Dahlia. In other words, if Dahlia was willing, she could marry into the wealthy Langford family in no time, elevating the ent
Dahlia caught up with Dustin at the hospital entrance and pulled on his arm. "Hey! Stop! You're walking too fast. I almost couldn't catch up!" "I'm really sorry. I can't handle those relatives of yours. You should get some other doctor to deal with them," Dustin remarked coolly. He was aversed to the two difficult women and refused to engage with them. "Did I force you to cure Aunt Jane? Why are you being sensitive?" She rolled her eyes at him. "Well, I thought …" "What? Did you think I'm an unreasonable woman who'd force you to grovel at them?" she scoffed. "No, I didn't." He flashed an embarrassed smile at her, feeling rather uneasy at her newfound considerate personality. "Alright. I know they're in the wrong. Just stay away from them in the future." She dispensed a kind reminder. "They're from a wealthy and powerful family in Glenstead. Even Natasha Harmon couldn't protect you if you get into trouble with them." "Is that so? They sound quite remarkable, then." He smil
"Once my Mom is cured, we'll hash out our past and present grievances together!" Dakota said in a sharp tone, her eyes ferocious. "Knock yourself out." Dustin shrugged nonchalantly. "You—" Dakota choked out. She was gnashing her teeth so hard that the grinding was audible, but she couldn't do anything anyway. While they were both in a stand-off, a sudden uproar broke out near the hospital entrance. They raised their heads to find a fully armed motorcade bulldozing their way over. The motorcade was from the military, and it was a huge spectacle. All the guards sitting on top were armed and radiating murderous energy. Everywhere they passed, people and cars parted to make way for them."That's strange. What is the military doing? Could they be here to arrest some outlaw?" Dahlia looked around in confusion. Dakota also looked perplexed. At that moment, the commander ordered, "Hurry, surround them now!" The guards got down from the motorcade and instantly encircled Dustin an