Mrs. Sherwood and Emily were stunned, unable to believe their ears. What was all this talk about love and being single or divorced? They had only met this man for the first time today. Where had all this come from? We’re’t they here to discuss Jasper’s matters? Just a moment ago, he was clearly talking about Jasper and asking if they had prepared the money. Now, his words seemed completely unrelated. Mrs. Sherwood couldn’t believe it, and Frank’s response had left her even more shocked compared to Mr. Sherwood’s sudden appearance.“Why did you betray your husband? Why did you tell me you loved me? You are so heartless!” Frank continued to put on a pitiful act, intentionally using the term “betray” as he knew it was a man’s deepest pain and the same question Mr. Sherwood had asked initially. His statement was an answer, a confirmation that removed all doubts.Mrs. Sherwood jumped up, her eyes turning red at some point, perhaps from crying or maybe out of anger. Few could handle having
Mr. Sherwood’s face turned deep red, and he was on the verge of losing it. Money and honor, the two things a man cherishes most, were being trampled upon by his wife. Mr. Sherwood couldn’t maintain his composure any longer, and the veins on his face were increasingly pronounced, as if they were about to burst at any moment. Moreover, her lover had plenty to say for himself. Even though he had been deceived, what did it matter? He had been used by the woman and had also lost his money.“I ask you, how long have you been fooling around with my wife!” Mr. Sherwood turned to Frank, his voice strained, wanting to know when the horns on his head had sprouted.“I’m sorry, but she and I have been involved for quite some time,” Frank replied with an unyielding expression.“For how long? I ask again! How long?” Mr. Sherwood shouted, unable to tolerate it any longer.“It’s been about five years, or no, it’s actually been six years!”Mrs. Sherwood and Emily, the two of them, were left stunned. Th
While sitting in the car, Edward was whistling. Everything was going according to his plan. It’s safe to say that he was extremely happy today. On the Sherwood’s side, things seemed to go well too, with the Sherwoods busy as can be. He wondered whether Mrs. Sherwood had to go to the hospital by now. Emily wasn’t sure when she’d be kicked out of the house. And how would the two of them explain things reasonably? Just thinking about it made him very satisfied. Not to mention, his big fish had taken the bait. What he needed to do now was wait for the right moment and reel it in.Perhaps it was his good mood, but Edward noticed that everything around him was beautiful today. He bobbled down the car window to breathe in some fresh air. The early autumn weather was crisp, and the trees were shedding their leaves, preparing for the next spring. The sun wasn’t as scorching as in the summer, nor as gloomy as in the winter. It was both calm. Occasionally, a few gusts of wind passed by, as if to
“Yes.” Cipher happily agreed, not giving much thought to the lie. Partly because Cipher had an immense trust in Edward, and also because Edward’s reason seemed very reasonable.As for Edward, seeing Cipher’s immediate agreement with no doubt, he was extremely pleased. He smiled gently, ruffled Cipher’s hair, and said nothing more. Edward then guided Cipher around the new house. After all, when Matt’s parents arrived, both he and Cipher couldn’t pretend to know nothing about the house. That would be too illogical.The house wasn’t overly large, and within about ten minutes, they had toured all the rooms. Edward had even intentionally decorated a room with vibrant colors, as if Cipher truly lived there. Right next to Cipher’s room was Edward’s own. It followed the same style as the rest of the house, with a dominant light brown color scheme, luxurious furnishings that weren’t too extravagant. The room, overall, appeared simple yet oddly exuded an exquisite elegance.“This room is beauti
“If there’s nothing else, let’s head home,” Edward spoke.“Can we come here occasionally?” Cipher added.Both of them gazed at the room filled with colors that Edward had mentioned were meant for the kid. For someone like Cipher, who grew up in poverty, it was a luxury. He truly wished he could stay here, as this room belonged to him.“Sure,” Edward replied, and then turned to the car. Edward agreed to Cipher’s request because the boy still held utility value, and also, Mr. and Mrs. Shively might come to visit Cipher. So there was no harm in having Cipher visit here occasionally.Upon receiving Edward’s agreement, Cipher was delighted. He no longer cared about the earlier issue with Celano or anything else. Cipher ran cheerfully behind Edward. He had to go home; he would make an appointment to come back another day.In the car, Edward spoke little, and Cipher didn’t remain silent. He guessed the person in front was pondering something.The weather outside was pleasant, and Edward open
“What? Jasper woke up?” Mrs. Sherwood snatched the phone from Mr. Sherwood’s hand, needing to confirm it herself.“Yes, that’s correct. Patient Jasper has regained consciousness. The family can arrange a visit.” The nurse said before hanging up.Mrs. Sherwood jumped for joy, tossing the phone onto the couch. There was no happier news. Her son was finally awake. Her son was fine. Furthermore, Jasper’s awakening at this moment was like a lifeline for her. Perhaps, she could be saved.Mrs. Sherwood didn’t care about her appearance anymore. She wore the clothes that were dirty from everywhere and put on her indoor slippers to rush out.Mr. Sherwood saw this and followed her. The three of them got into the car and headed to the hospital. The only difference was that Mrs. Sherwood sat in the back this time. However, she didn’t care about that either.Throughout the long journey, the three of them harbored various emotions. It could be joy to recover a loved one, but it could also be the beg
Mrs. Goreng briskly walked ahead, engaging in conversation with the nurse.“Thank you so much; I appreciate your help,” she said.“You’re welcome. It’s my duty,” the nurse replied gently.“Your health has improved significantly, and I believe you’ll be discharged soon,” Mrs. Goreng remarked.“Thank you,” the patient replied.Mrs. Goreng continued to walk and converse, treating everyone in the hospital kindly. Her kindness was well known, and nearly everyone cherished her.Suddenly, her gaze paused in front of her in the corridor. There, she spotted a familiar figure she could never forget – Mr. Sherwood. The reason she couldn’t forget was not because of her current feelings for him, but the deep-seated resentment she held. He had abandoned her and taken over the company she had worked tirelessly to build. How could she not feel anger or resentment? How could she ever forget? She could only wish never to encounter that dreadful face again in her lifetime.Mrs. Goreng pretended as thoug
“Long time no see. Are you doing well?” Mr. Sherwood stepped closer, expressing a friendly tone as he started the conversation.Seeing his pretentious demeanor, Mrs. Goreng felt extremely uncomfortable. They had no relation, and it was best not to get involved with each other.“Thank you, I’m fine,” Mrs. Goreng replied coldly.Mr. Sherwood stepped closer, intending to assist Mrs. Goreng, but she brushed his hand away. This action took him by surprise; he hadn’t expected her to react like that. Weren’t they once in love and didn’t she have fond memories of him when she was admitted to the hospital? Could it be that she was avoiding him now?“Being fine is good enough; I worry about you a lot.”“You don’t need to trouble yourself.”By this point, Mrs. Goreng was thoroughly disgusted. She only wished that he would leave quickly. Her emotions towards the person before her had long faded away, leaving behind only hatred and disdain.“The treatment here can be quite expensive. Do you need a