Did Caesar have a wife?
"Caesar once had a wife, his father asked him to marry her for business cooperation. Although they got married, Caesar ran away from the wedding. Lorraine was his father's favorite daughter-in-law. It was said that she had controlled the entire power of his family. Lorraine was ruthless and loved Caesar very much. She knew that Caesar loved Scott and wanted to hurt Scott several times, but Caesar stopped her."
Paul told me this, but I felt cold all over my body.
If Caesar had already died, was it Lorraine who hurt my mother?
If Caesar was alive, he would never allow anyone to hurt my mother. No matter how much he hated my mother, he would never hurt my mother in such a cruel way.
So Lorraine might be the one who hurt my mother. Did she hurt my mother because of jealousy?
This may make sense.
"Paul, investigate what Lorraine has been doing recently."
"Especially what she did five months ago."
I was saved by Amy, so she might be hurt in Beijing. If it was Lorraine who did it, it would be easy to find out. "Okay." Paul nodded. Just as he was about to leave, I said again, "Paul, don't tell Edward about this for the time being."
I wanted to solve this problem myself. I didn't want to let Edward get involved. I would take revenge for my mother myself.
"Okay." After Paul left, I sat on the revolving chair and thought for a while, then I began to work.
I was supposed to accompany Edward to have lunch at noon, but I wanted to go to the hospital to see my father, so I didn't eat with him.
When I arrived at the hospital, Stewart ran over in a hurry. I grabbed his hand and asked, "Stewart, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with my father?" Stewart was in charge of my father's illness. In other words, he was my father's attending doctor.
"Your father's heart suddenly stopped beating just now. I'm going to ask an expert to come over and check him."
"What did you say?" Did his words mean that my father was in danger?
I looked at Stewart with my eyes wide open. My whole body was trembling and my hands were cold.
Stewart reached out his hand and gently patted my hand. He said in a deep voice, "Don't be so anxious. I'll contact the experts right away. He'll be fine."
After saying that, Stewart ran out. I walked to my father's ward in a panic. As expected, there were a lot of doctors in his ward. They surrounded him and were using many medical machines to save him. Looking at those machines, I burst into tears. Father... please, hold on. Mom needed you, please, dad...
I clenched my fists, looked at the doctors in the ward, and kept praying.
Leonard was finally sent to the operating room. I stood outside and looked at the operating room with the red light on. My whole body was stiff as a stone.
Just when I was so cold and helpless that I didn't know what to do, my phone rang.
I took out my phone. It was a call from Cornelia.
"Sunny, aren't you at the company?"
"Cornelia, I am... in the hospital." I tried my best to stop myself from crying and said to Cornelia.
"What's wrong with you? Why is your voice so strange? Sunny, you're crying, aren't you?" Cornelia pursed her lips and said to me worriedly.
"Cornelia, I'm busy. I'll hang up."
I was in a panic, and I really didn't have the mood to talk to Cornelia.
After hanging up the phone, I called Edward. However, it was Ethel who answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Where is Edward?" I suppressed the anger in my heart and asked Ethel.
Why did Ethel take Edward's phone?
"Are you Ashley? Eddie is sleeping now, he is very tired." Ethel clearly recognized my voice and said to me without hesitation. I bit my lips, clenched my fists, and said coldly, "I want to talk to Edward."
"He is very tired. He just fell asleep, and I won't wake him up."
After saying that, Ethel hung up the phone.
I was so angry that I almost threw my phone out of the window.
Ethel was getting more and more ridiculous. Who did she think she was?
"Click." When I was looking at the phone in a bad mood, the door of the operating room was pulled open.
I couldn't care about Edward and Ethel anymore. I walked directly to Stewart.
"How's my father?"
After going home, I must ask Edward to send her away. She was like a time bomb, and it was uncertain when she would hurt me.
"What's wrong? Why do you look unhappy all day? The housekeeper said that you went straight back to the bedroom and didn't have dinner. Why? Are you not feeling well?" In the evening, I sat on the bed. Edward came in, held my body and asked me.
I looked back at Edward and said indifferently, "Edward, I called you at noon, but the person who answered the phone was Ethel. Weren't you in the company? Why did Ethel answer the phone?"
"At noon?" Hearing my words, Edward immediately took out his mobile phone and checked it. Then he said tiredly, "I come back to rest at noon. Ethel helps me massage my temples every noon to make me sleep more comfortably. She has been learning from an old Chinese medicine doctor, so when I have a headache, she helps me relax my nerves like this."
Massage temples? It was really dangerous. Maybe one day she would give Edward a massage on bed, and then they would... Thinking of this, my heart suddenly trembled. "Edward, I want to send Ethel away." I looked at Edward and said indifferently.
"Ashe isn't in a stable mood, can I let her accompany Ashe?" Edward frowned and touched my earlobe helplessly.
"Edward, you know that Ethel loves you. In order to stop her from doing the wrong things, I think it's necessary to send her away. It's good for both you and her." I frowned when I saw that Edward didn't realize the severity of the problem.
"There's something wrong with her intelligence. You know it."
"I don't know it at all." I sneered, looked at Edward's handsome face unhappily, and said.
Ethel was no longer the crazy woman she used to be. She was like a slave who wanted to get her own happiness. She was stubborn and dangerous.
"Why can't you tolerate Ethel?" Edward was very dissatisfied with me for being so stubborn to send Ethel away.
"She's dangerous."
I bit my lips and said as I looked at Edward.
"Well, you're back now. I will find a chance to send her away. It's Ashe's birthday tomorrow. How do we celebrate it?" Edward shook his head and said to me.
Ashe's birthday?
It turned out that another year had passed. I still remembered that last year, I ignored Ashe's birthday because of work. He kept crying and got angry. It was still vivid in my mind, but it had been a year. I smiled bitterly when I thought that Ashe didn't want to see me.
"Does Ashe still refuse to get close to me?"
I tried to get close to Ashe several times, but he was not willing to get close to me. Every time I got close to him, he would show a fearful expression as if I would hurt him.
"He'll be fine soon. Don't be sad. I'm here with you."
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