"I'm fine," Ysabella said, shaking her head. However, her furrowed brows indicated that something was bothering her.When Lorenzo left, he quickly glanced at something outside the window. Ysabella followed his eyes and saw a fleeting shadow by the opposite window. Her suspicion had been confirmed. Someone was spying on her.She wanted to report to Linden that there was a peeping tom in the hospital. But for some reason, she was worried about the peeping tom instead. Maybe she was just overthinking. It could just be a patient taking a stroll."Ysabella?" asked Linden, concerned, when he saw her odd behavior. Shock, perhaps?"I'm fine, Dr. Linden. I'm a bit tired now. I can't possibly accept your expensive fruit as a gift. Please take them back." Ysabella didn't want to face Linden and went under the blanket.Linden smiled wryly. It was true that Ysabella would get tired after he spent some time with her. But in the past few days, she had been using it as an excuse to get him
This couldn't be a coincidence. Tyrone was sure of it. The overtime, the attack on his family, the cab driver … They were a string of traps carefully crafted by Linden.Lorenzo lived in an upper-middle-class residential area. But as Tyrone approached it, he noticed that the streetlamps in one particular alley were gone. Then, he heard a loud thud. It sounded like something hard hitting the wall."Stop here, mister." Tyrone then left some cash in the car before running toward the alley."Guys, let's teach him a lesson. You want to go home? Crawl under Greg, and we'll let you go. Go ahead now."Lorenzo was lying on the floor. Several thugs were surrounding him. Tyrone didn't know how long the fight had been going on. But Lorenzo was visibly too tired to stand up. In the darkness, the thugs used their phones or torchlights as their source of light. Blood was welling under Lorenzo.Lorenzo tried to get up again, but he was promptly kicked to the side."Crawl under his legs no
What? Lorenzo's senses caught up to him after a long while. He had never expected a miracle healer like Tyrone to put up a good fight against a gang of thugs. Tyrone had also been capable of eliminating their ringleader right away. That wasn't something an ordinary person could do.Lorenzo figured that he shouldn't stay there and headed home. Fortunately, what Tyrone said was right. The ruckus had indeed drawn the guards' attention. His neighbors also came out to check on the surroundings. His family had a small scare, but nothing more than that.Meanwhile, inside Stillmond Hospital, Linden poured one out for himself. As a doctor, he wasn't allowed to drink in the hospital. However, he was in a great mood.Outside, he was the rich heir of a famous company. Here at Stillmond Hospital, he was a reputable psychiatrist. He commanded everyone's attention and respect. That said, one ignorant fool had interrupted his fun session with Ysabella today. On top of that, the fool had h
The door to the ward was flung wide open. The one entering was none other than Linden, who seemed to be completely wasted. The call he had had earlier was bothering him, and somehow he had found himself outside of Ysabella's ward."Ysabella, why are you awake now?"Ysabella was still amazed by how fast the intruder had hidden himself. She could only hope that the man was out of everyone's view. When Linden asked her the question, she turned to answer."Dr. Linden! What brought you here? I'm about to go to sleep." As Linden walked toward her, she caught a whiff of alcohol. "You drank."Linden was a doctor. How could he drink at work? And he looked like he had had one too many drinks."Oh, Ysabella. I missed you so much that I had to drink to drown my sorrow. You don't know how happy I am to see you. Can I spend a night here?"Linden then staggered toward Ysabella. By right, Ysabella should grab him and guide him properly. However, she took a few steps back to evade his advan
Ignoring the approaching Linden, Tyrone crooned at Ysabella, who hid behind him like a kitten. "Ysabella, he isolated you in this ward. You know what he's after, don't you?"Then, he turned to Linden. "As a doctor, you spend more time flirting with your patients than treating them. You shouldn't work in Stillmond."Linden scorned, "Complain all you want once you're dead. Eat this!"Linden threw a quick punch. "Watch out, Tyrone!" shouted Ysabella. The fist tore through the air at breakneck speed. If Tyrone was hit, he would need to be hospitalized for a month. However, Tyrone was smirking. Just now, in the heat of the moment, Ysabella had called out his name.He raised his arm and caught Linden's fist effortlessly. "A soft punch like this is no threat."Soft? Linden was shocked. He was a black belt in taekwondo. How could Tyrone possibly grab his fist that easily? Frustrated, Linden tried to withdraw his arm. But he couldn't. It was glued to Tyrone."You asked for this!"
The nurse cheered internally. The odds were in her favor. This was her opportunity to get revenge."Dr. Tanner, I know him! Yesterday, Dr.Lorenzo and his man administered acupuncture to two patients with chemical burns without permission. "He must be the one who assaulted Dr. Linden," said the nurse vehemently. Anger flickered in her eyes.Everyone was appalled, especially Tanner and Hugh. The hospital wasn't a playground for reckless experiments! Had Lorenzo lost his mind?"Is she telling the truth?" Tanner asked Tyrone."Yes," admitted Tyrone. He knew very well that the nurse wanted her payback. But he also couldn't deny that he had broken the protocols.Wrath brewed within Tanner's calm demeanor. Inside Stillmond's best hospital, certain individuals were experimenting on patients. There had even been a brawl. This was unbelievable."Since you already confessed, you'll be punished alongside Lorenzo once he's here," chastised Tanner. As someone who viewed patients as fam
The ID card was authentic. Hugh flipped it a few times to check it before returning it to Tyrone."You know you're lending credibility to Linden's claim, right?" said Hugh with a befuddled expression. Things were getting confusing. Tyrone had had a way to clear his name, but he had decided against it. Hugh wondered what would happen next."It can't be!" Ysabella rushed over and snatched Tyrone's ID card.The photo was Tyrone, alright. But the details were all wrong. How could this be? Had she mistaken him for someone else? But she was so sure that he was Tyrone. His voice, his gestures, and his warmth were so familiar."Come on. Are you so smitten that you would claim me as your husband the first time we met?" teased Tyrone as he caressed Ysabella's jaw.Ysabella looked at Tyrone without saying a thing. She didn't swat his hand away or slap him for his cheekiness. Tears rolled down her cheek.In the end, it had all been wishful thinking.Just like all the false hopes Tyron
Hugh ignored the patients. He frowned. Both patients sounded very normal. They didn't seem weak at all. Hugh then proceeded to look at the monitor, whose result made him exclaim out loud. "Impossible!"Hugh checked the monitor and the switch. Nothing was out of the ordinary. The monitor was in good condition. Perhaps he saw the reading wrongly."What's the matter, Hugh?" Tanner came to check on Hugh. He had a hunch."This is weird. The reading shows that they are in perfect health."Perfect health? Everyone looked at each other, unsure of what to say. Sweat beads began to form on Hugh's forehead. He had written their reports. They were chemically burned. But they had healed in just a few days. How could this be? It was like a miracle.Tanner approached the patients silently. He took a pair of scissors and removed the patients' dressings skillfully. He expected gnarly scars from the burns. But instead, the patients' skin only showed a few bruised pores. Nothing more.Lor
The directors shuddered in fear. Tyrone looked like a devil straight from the pits of hell. Tyrone had realized something was wrong with these people long ago. There had been too many coincidences. Only someone from the inside could have known where Ysabella had been headed. Besides, Ysabella's investigation would have undoubtedly had a negative impact on their interests. The directors quickly confessed to being the ones who hired the kidnappers. Yet when they tried to call the kidnappers, no one picked up."Mr. Hendrick, we really don't know what's going on. The kidnappers aren't listening to us anymore." The man who had spoken up was shivering like a leaf. Tyrone's eyes darkened. Based on the footage of Ysabella's kidnapping, he could tell the kidnappers were highly trained. These directors weren't capable of hiring people like them. Tyrone ignored them and walked out. These people would pay for their actions. …Tyrone drove to York Residence. Louisa was still sitting
This way, Ysabella stood a higher chance of being discovered. Yet the kidnappers found Ysabella's phone. They grabbed it and tossed it away immediately. "Get inside!" The kidnappers pushed Ysabella into a black sedan.Then, Ysabella's face was shoved into a black bag. She couldn't see anything, and her hands were bound. She took several deep breaths while telling herself to calm down. She shouldn't do anything reckless now, or she might get herself killed."She's hot!" exclaimed one of the kidnappers in a perverted way."Keep it in your pants. She's not someone you can lay your fingers on," warned another kidnapper."I'm just saying. Geez." Nonetheless, Ysabella could feel a pair of creepy eyes scanning her body. She could only endure it silently. The kidnappers drove steadily on the road. After a long while, they arrived at their destination.Ysabella was forcefully dragged out of the sedan. Her nose picked up the scent of nature and poop. She deduced that she must have
But when she heard that Horatio and the others were fine, Maisey breathed a sigh of relief. She couldn't help but glance at Ysabella, whose features were truly exquisite and naturally beautiful. Up close, Ysabella's skin was flawless.Even though Maisey had already met Eve, she couldn't deny that Ysabella was indeed very beautiful. In fact, she was so beautiful that even as a woman, Maisey couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy."I'm sorry about earlier," Maisey said, gently touching her belly, which still had a noticeable bump. It gave her a slight sense of reassurance.Ysabella smiled. "It's okay. While your baby is holding on, it's crucial not to get too worked up and to avoid any strenuous activities."The most important thing is to maintain a healthy and pleasant state of mind. Otherwise, there might be risks for your baby."Maisey nodded hurriedly. "I'll make sure to do that.""That's good. I've already saved my number on your phone. Feel free to reach out to me if y
Later on, Irvin got dressed and patted Maisey, who lay on the bed with her eyes tightly closed."Stop playing dead. Wake up," he said.However, Maisey didn't wake up, and a faint scent of blood lingered in the air.A sense of unease crept into Irvin's heart. He hurriedly lifted Maisey, but she had lost consciousness.In that moment, Irvin genuinely felt fear gripping his heart, as if something very important was slipping away from him. He carried Maisey and rushed out of the room.Jeremy ran up quickly and asked, "Mr. Irvin, what's—""Get lost!" Irvin shouted as he carried Maisey to the car. Without waiting for Jeremy, he raced to the hospital.Finally, he took Maisey to the emergency room. Irvin's hands trembled incessantly. Time passed by, but there was no sign of activity in the operating room.At that moment, a figure rushed out of the elevator. Without warning, Irvin took a punch to the face.Tyrone stood before him, radiating hostility. Irvin wiped the blood from his m
A black Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly came to a stop in front of the alley.Irvin gazed at the large willow tree at the entrance of the alley, his eyes gradually darkening.He had snuck in here with Ambrose when he was a child. He had been young at the time and had still been eager for what he thought was paternal love.He had attempted to understand why Ambrose liked Tyrone so much.However, after coming here, he hadn't found any answers. He had only observed Tyrone, Ambrose, and that woman from a distance. They had looked like a harmonious family of three.Irony, resentment, and discomfort surged in Irvin's veins.Since then, Irvin's yearning for Ambrose's paternal love had gradually subsided.This was the only way he could ensure minimal emotional harm to himself within this family. It also shaped Irvin's current indifferent personality.But everything changed when he met Maisey.She was money-minded, always seeking small advantages, and exuded a cunning charm from every fiber
Of course, the Vaughns dared not openly discuss these matters in the living room, considering there were so many household staff present.With many people around, there was a risk that the household staff might relay their words to Tyrone, and it would end up causing more harm than good.So they gathered in Marcella's room to discuss the matter.Except for Yelena, everyone was filled with resentment.Belinda furrowed her brow, conflicted. After all, Tyrone was her son-in-law. In a way, he represented her as well. She wasn't pleased with how Yakov spoke about Tyrone, but the latter had also ignored her earlier, which was a blow to her pride.Thinking about this, Belinda's expression turned sour.As everyone criticized Tyrone, she didn't say much."But in this way, how do we get the kid into the Hendricks Consortium?" Yanis asked with a furrowed brow.It was the Hendricks Consortium, after all. It was a symbol of wealth and power. If they could enter the Hendricks Consortium, t
At that moment, it was like a tiger encountering a mouse. Yakov couldn't help but feel afraid at the overwhelming dominance Tyrone exuded. Yakov's face changed repeatedly.Soon, Tyrone withdrew his gaze, and the oppressive air about him instantly disappeared.While Yakov breathed a sigh of relief, his expression turned quite unpleasant again. He couldn't believe that just Tyrone's gaze had frightened him so much.Tyrone didn't bother with Yakov. In his eyes, Yakov was like a mouse in a filthy drain. He wasn't worth his attention.The more Tyrone ignored Yakov, the more Yakov felt that Tyrone was looking down on him, fueling the anger inside him.For someone so self-centered, they couldn't see the good in others and couldn't hear advice. They lived in their own world, believing themselves to be the king of that world.Now that Tyrone had put his spoon down, Marcella followed suit too. The younger generation didn't dare to continue eating.Even though none of them had eaten their
"What's wrong, Mom? Let's eat," Tyrone chuckled.Deep down, Belinda was still somewhat afraid of Tyrone. After all, the ruthless methods Tyrone had displayed in her presence had left her with lingering fear.The seemingly amiable son-in-law in front of her didn't entirely match that cold persona."Sure, let's all sit down," Belinda hurriedly responded.Tyrone held Ysabella's hand and walked to the dining table. Observing the spread, aside from the tomato omelet that Ysabella enjoyed, the rest of the dishes were Yvan's favorites."Oh dear, Ysabella, I knew your favorite is tomato omelet, so I specially made a portion for you," Belinda said with a smile.Ysabella's eyes flickered slightly, looking at Belinda with surprise.Although it was only one dish she liked, Belinda had only ever paid attention to Yvan from the beginning. This was the first time Belinda had noticed what she enjoyed eating.Although there were ulterior motives behind this gathering, it didn't stop the emotion
At that moment, Ysabella's phone vibrated, signaling an incoming call. Although the caller ID didn't reveal the who the caller was, Ysabella knew the home number by heart.Seeing Ysabella's distressed expression, Tyrone looked at her phone and instantly understood the situation. "Let me take this," he offered, picking up Ysabella's phone.Since Louisa had forcefully taken Ysabella away, most of the latter's contact information had been either deactivated or altered. Hence, if Belinda to get her hands on Ysabella's current number, someone must have assisted her. It wasn't difficult to guess who that person might be.A cold smirk appeared on Tyrone's lips as he answered the call, "Hello, Mom."On the other end of the line, Belinda was momentarily taken aback. Hadn't she called Ysabella? Why was Tyrone answering?But none of this affected her good mood. "Oh, Tyrone, how come it's you who answered the phone? Where's Ysabella?""Ysabella went to the restroom, and I picked up when th