The following day, due to staying up late the previous night and having no classes in the morning, Edward allowed himself to sleep in. He also requested time off from his library job because he knew that his presence there would cause a stir.
However, as Edward was deeply immersed in his slumber, the telephone sound suddenly pierced through the room, resonating in the air. Gradually awakening, Edward reached out to fumble for the phone, his mind filled with questions. Who could be calling him at this hour? Could it be a terrorist threat from someone?
Edward brought the phone to eye level, and upon seeing an unknown phone number, he hesitated. But at that moment, his heart suddenly started pounding, and deep within him, a sense of worry urged him to answer the call. Finally, Edward decided to press the answer button.
"Hello," he said.
"Hello, is this Edward Sherwood?" a gentle voice on the other end inquired.
"Yes, that's correct. What's this about?" Edward's voice trembled as he realized this wasn't a prank call.
"Hello, I'm calling from General Hospital A. I found you listed as a relative in our patient's contact book. Your mother has had a stroke and has been admitted to the emergency ward. We request that you come to General Hospital A immediately to complete the admission procedures. Additionally, we have some information we'd like to discuss with you."
This news hit Edward like a thunderbolt. He felt like he was struck dumbfounded, standing frozen on his bed. His eyes darkened, and his ears buzzed. His mother's face appeared in his mind, and it seemed unbelievable. Only when the person on the other end of the line continuously called for him did he snap out of it.
"Hello, can you hear me? Edward, can you hear me!?" the voice on the phone persisted.
"Yes, I understand. I will come to the hospital right away."
A series of unfortunate events kept crashing down on Edward, making him feel like he couldn't withstand them. What was he to do? Edward hastily threw off the covers and got out of bed. The sounds he made awakened Harry next to him, who saw Edward's pale face and his sense of urgency.
"What's going on? Who just called you? Please don't tell me it's some threat," Harry asked.
"No, my mother had a stroke and is in the hospital. I need to go there," Edward replied hastily. As soon as he finished speaking, Harry immediately snapped out of his sleep, jumping out of bed at lightning speed.
"How serious is your mother's condition? Let's take my car. It'll be faster," Harry suggested.
Edward nodded, accepting Harry's car keys, and the two hurriedly made their way to the hospital.
The bright lights in the hospital created a tense atmosphere within Edward's heart. As he stepped into the emergency ward, he could feel the heavy and anxious air engulfing the space.
He quickly entered the waiting room, where the air was thick with tension from the worried families awaiting news about their loved ones. Edward felt his heart pounding and a sense of worry reaching its peak as a nurse approached him.
"Are you Edward Sherwood?" the nurse asked with sympathetic eyes.
"Yes, that's correct. My mother... how is she?" Edward struggled to control his trembling voice.
The nurse gently told Edward, "Your mother had a stroke and is in critical condition. Her condition has been developing silently for a long time without early detection, compounded by her frequent sleep deprivation and strenuous work. We need to perform an emergency surgery immediately, and the estimated cost is $200,000."
A thunderbolt shattered Edward's mind. His heart was filled with helplessness and panic. He had been living in poverty for a long time, and his ability to afford the surgery had become an obsession.
Edward felt his legs giving way beneath him. His mother's condition had been developing silently and went unnoticed. She frequently suffered from sleep deprivation and worked strenuously. Edward blamed himself greatly; he had told his mother not to work so hard, to stay at home as her health had been deteriorating, and that he could work extra hours to support himself and take care of her. But she couldn't trust him.
She feared he would work too much and jeopardize his health, leaving no time for studying. But she forgot about her health as every other mother does. And perhaps it was because of the fear of expenses that she neglected her health and refused to seek medical attention.
The nurse led Edward to his mother's hospital bed. She lay motionless there, her eyes closed. Many tubes and machines surrounded her, and she wore a worn-out hospital gown. Edward took his mother's hand, tears streaming down his face. Her hand was rough, and her skin wrinkled and scarred.
Edward wished it was him lying there instead of his mother. He was willing to endure all the pain for her.
"Edward..." At that moment, Harry gently placed his hand on Edward's shoulder.
"I have $5,000. You can have it if you need..." Harry's voice choked with emotion and pain. He understood Harry's heart. And now there was no other option but to borrow money to earn a large sum in a short period. But borrowing from whom... that was the question. Edward had very few friends, and they were all students with limited funds. Even if they had the money, they wouldn't dare lend it to someone like Edward, who had an uncertain financial situation.
He had no relatives other than his mother. Only Harry, but his money was like a drop in the ocean.
Edward considered one last option. He knew there was no other way. He left the hospital and took a taxi to the centrr of the city, where gathers the rich.. Like a flickering flame within him, a strange sensation surged through his body.
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The Sherwood family mansion, The luxurious mansion of the Sherwood family, where luxury and class serve as a veil to hide family disagreements and conflicts. In the living room, Mr. Sherwood and Mrs. Sherwood sat beside each other while their daughter, Emily, and son, Jasper, sat opposite.
The family was discussing Jasper's upcoming marriage.
"That's right, Mr. Swan wants Jasper to marry his daughter. That's the condition of the partnership. And this contract is immense. Akiko Corporation is a large, powerful, and highly promising conglomerate. We will surely come out on top if we secure this contract!"
Mr. Sherwood spoke about his intention indicating his agreement with the deal. He turned to his son, Jasper, and said, "What do you think?"
"I'm fine with it as long as it helps you and the company," Jasper replied.
However, immediately after hearing Mr. Sherwood's and Jasper's agreement, Mrs. Sherwood angrily slammed her hand on the table.
"I disagree! That girl, Felicia, is blind, and I don't want my son to marry someone imperfect like her."
"What's the problem with her being blind? Our son has no objections, yet you have one. How bothersome. He's the one getting married, not you. Even though Miss Swan is blind, she is beautiful and highly educated, and the Swan family has only two daughter, and their previous daughter is married and has her own independent life so their wealth will certainly belong to Jasper. Please consider the future a little bit," Mr. Sherwood argued.
Mrs. Sherwood became hopping mad. "You should keep quiet! What's the use of being beautiful when she's blind? If you like her so much, then go ahead and marry her. I will let you have a second wife instead of making Jasper miserable."
An argument erupted between the couple as they disagreed about Jasper marrying Felicia.
Amidst the debate, a knocking sound echoed through the room. The Sherwood family turned their heads towards the door, unsure who had arrived.
"Let me open the door," Emily said.After three knocks on the door, Emily finally stood up. She didn't know who was knocking, and whoever it was, they couldn't have come at a worse time during this chaotic and private moment for her family.Emily reached out and opened the door, raising her gaze. But as soon as she saw who it was, her expression immediately turned cold and changed.Her first words were not a greeting or an invitation into the house, as she had imagined in her head. Instead, she asked, "What are you doing here?"It was Edward who had arrived, someone who was not welcomed in this house. And Emily's words also notified the other three people inside the house of his presence.Edward glanced inside the house that had once been so familiar to him, where he had lived from birth until eight. It has changed significantly, with luxurious and eye-catching decorations, and even the people living within it have changed.Yes, he carried the Sherwood name and was also one of the "me
These were the most extended moments in Edward's life. He stood there, bewildered, looking at his stepfather and stepmother while Emily and Jasper exclaimed, "Father, mother, are you mistaken? This is absurd, impossible! How could you agree to lend him money!?" "That's right; I don't agree with this at all. He's shameless..." As Jasper and Emily continued to voice their anger, Mrs. Sherwood raised her hand, gesturing for them to quiet down. Then, Mrs. Sherwood and Mr. Sherwood helped Edward to his feet, leaving him in astonishment and confusion. Mrs. Sherwood placed a hand on Edward's shoulder. "My son, I consider you my own, and I hope you know that. And of course, as you said, we wouldn't give you anything for free. I also hope that you will become an independent man rather than relying on money given to you by others..." Hearing Mrs. Sherwood's words, Edward felt a sense of revelation in his heart. It wasn't that they suddenly changed their minds; they discovered he had value
Edward's consciousness finally returned, though he had no idea how much time had passed. He wondered what had happened to him after he had blacked out. Did the people around him do something to him? Was he still alive?Slowly, he began to feel the weight of his body, starting with his hands and feet. He could sense the heaviness, dampness, and a dull ache. Edward's eyes fluttered open, and before him was a blur of white, the ceiling of a plasterboard room. Then, his hearing started to come back as well. He caught a whiff of antiseptic, the distinctive smell of a hospital.A hospital?At this moment, Edward fully realized he was in a hospital. His gaze felt like a foggy lens being cleared as he struggled to sit and take in his surroundings. It was a spacious room, resembling more of a hotel suite than a hospital room. There was only one bed in the room, and in the middle, there was a settee, a cabinet, a TV, and various medical equipment."This is... a VIP ward?" Edward questioned, his
Three days later,After receiving the inheritance, Edward moved his mother to a VIP hospital room for better care. Then, he also moved into a new house, a mansion in the affluent neighborhood of this city.A new life... one that he had never thought of before.In reality, when this situation arose, Edward also thought that he would pay $200,000 to the Sherwood family and set aside the wedding ceremony, having nothing to do with that family anymore.But then, he reconsidered. If he did that, it wouldn't be right because he had promised them and agreed to the exchange. At that time, when Edward had nothing in his hands, no matter how you put it, the Sherwood family had saved him so that he could save his mother in time.Edward knew he couldn't go back on his word. If he did that, he wouldn't be different from his father.Moreover, marrying Felicia Swan was also the first step in the revenge plan of his family. With their wealth, company, and influence, the Swan family was alright, even q
That must be Felicia Swan and her father, Mr. Swan.Felicia is a girl with a pleasant and gentle face. She has long, lightly curled black hair that falls on her shoulders. Her skin is fair like snow, and her facial features are not considered stunningly beautiful or overly sharp, but everything is harmonious and balanced. Her nose is not too high but straight, and she has big, round, sparkling eyes with long natural eyelashes. Her eyebrows are delicate, and she has heart-shaped lips. Her figure is also well-proportioned, not too tall or too thin. She is wearing a simple off-the-shoulder wedding dress and holding a white wedding bouquet.At first glance, aside from the slight flaw in her eyes, Felicia doesn't have any other imperfections.Edward walks to her side, and it seems like she senses his presence as she turns to face him. Edward holds her hand, and in the complex gaze of everyone around, her writing feels soft, like cotton, and warm. He raises his hand to his arm, allowing her
Edward looked at the box in Mr Benson's hand and then accepted it, opening it to reveal a pair of sparkling diamond rings with the Dior brand. This left the onlookers astonished and admiring, in awe.Meanwhile, Edward looked at the wedding rings and then at Mr. Benson. He didn't know the extent of the relationship between Mr Benson and the Swan family. If they weren't too close, wouldn't it be too flashy and raise suspicions to give such valuable wedding rings?However, during the ceremony, Edward couldn't let his thoughts linger for too long. It would be awkward if he just stood there and let Mr. Benson hold the rings in front of him indefinitely. So Edward promptly accepted the rings, smiled, and said, "Thank you."Mr. Benson nodded slightly and then returned to his seat as a guest.The engagement ceremony began right after that. Although Edward knew that the Swan family had already prepared an engagement ring for their daughter, he decided to use the ring Mr. Benson gave him.He put
Should I bow down and apologize to Jasper? Right now, Edward really wanted to burst out laughing, a burst of mocking laughter, but he had to restrain himself. How should he treat this woman? Or rather, how should he treat this family?He didn't owe them anything; instead, it was a mutually beneficial arrangement. They offered him two hundred thousand dollars; in return, he would marry Felicia instead of Jasper. In exchange, they would have happiness and a lifetime for their son. That's all they wanted.And now, his father and that stepmother want him to obey like a servant?Edward would naturally not comply, whether now or in the past. He could endure humiliation for his mother's sake but never allow anyone to trample over him. Edward was not a weakling; the integrity of a man and the dignity of a normal human being forbade him from doing so.Meanwhile, Mrs. Sherwood was still glaring at him, and Mr. Sherwood pointed at his face, then scolded him furiously:"You wretched fool, are you
"I... I'm furious; I never expected someone to understand me like this."Witnessing Edward's actions, Mr. and Mrs. Sherwood, including Jasper and Mr. Benson, were all astonished. They had never seen this side of him before, and Edward's actions were nothing short of a plot twist, something no one thought he could do, ever, if it hadn't materialized before their eyes like that.Meanwhile, deep inside, Edward was eagerly waiting to see the amusing drama unfold. His eyes locked with Mr. Benson's, a pair of sad and remorseful eyes, yet harboring a thought only the person facing him could comprehend.Mr. Benson, being an intelligent individual, not to mention incredibly insightful, quickly understood Edward's intention and cooperated with him."Calm down, I saw it, and I believe you're being bullied," Mr. Benson then turned to Mr. and Mrs. Sherwood, still in disbelief, and said, "I think you should reconsider how you treat your children, especially on such an important day for Edward. More