Chapter 4
Chapter 4
“No… it’s not me… it’s, it’s her framing me! It’s her! Mr. Lewis, it’s her! She’s the one being improper… ah!”
Elma lunged for Lewis, but was kicked away by a bodyguard standing behind him.
Elma was furious but dared not speak out.
Mr. Wilde, shaking his hefty body, bent down to pull Elma up.
“I’ll ask you one last time, is it you?”
“Think carefully before you answer! If I find out the truth, you won’t be able to walk away.”
Elma instantly wilted.
Holding her stomach, she lowered her head and murmured, “It… it was me. But that day was because… ah!”
Mr. Wilde slapped her twice.
“I let you go home to see your parents, and you dare sneak around with men?”
“It’s not like that, really!”
Mr. Wilde seemed to be losing his mind, unable to hear anything.
Eden rushed over to intervene, “Mr. Wilde, it’s really not what you think. She was harassed by several men, and I saved her.”
“So I should be grateful to you? Why was she at a bar in the first place?!”
Eden was left speechless.
“We really have nothing going on! Mr. Wilde, you can check the surveillance!”
Mr, Wilde paused but remained skeptical, raising his foot to kick Elma.
Ena clutched her stomach, “I’m pregnant!”
Mr. Wilde’s pupils constricted, “What did you say?”
“I’m pregnant.”
Everyone fell silent, only the sound of cameras clicking.
Finally, Elma was pulled up.
Lewis leaned in close to my ear, “If we don’t leave now, the auspicious time will pass.”
I finally snapped back to reality.
I quickly called to my parents, “Let’s go!”
They exchanged a glance with me and immediately understood.
We all returned to our banquet hall.
The wedding proceeded smoothly.
Everyone was happy in the end.
The farce finally came to an end.
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Chapter 4
The next day, news about Eden Robinson spread all over the internet.
Two girls even came forward to accuse him.
Both girls, without exception, looked a lot like Elma Wallace.
I put down my tablet and went outside for a walk.
To my surprise, I saw Elma.
She was still in the Titus family’s area, standing there.
With her head down, she looked troubled.
need to guess; she was waiting for someone.
“You’re looking for me?”
Hearing my voice, Elma turned around.
In just one night, she had become so haggard.
“They won’t let me into the Titus family, so I can only try my luck here.”
“What do you want from me?”
I stood behind a rose trellis, keeping my distance.
She stepped forward excitedly, pressing her hand against the roses, but couldn’t come closer.
“Just say it from there.”
Elma’s eyes were red.
“Eden asked me to give this to you.”
She took out a small box.
Seeing that I didn’t move, she quickly opened it.
Safnlight refracted in, glimmering.
Inside was a beautiful diamond ring.
I remained unmoved, but Elma started to cry.
I turned to leave.
“Don’t go! Eden… Eden has collapsed from an infection.”
Eden was discharged too early.
It was inevitable that his wound would become infected.
“If he’s fainted, he should go to the hospital. What do you want me for?”
“But the doctors can’t help him. Mr. Wilde found the best doctors, but they are at a loss. They… they said unless we find Rita, she’s the expert in this
area.”
Elma’s hand clutched the roses on the wall tightly.
She looked at me with pleading eyes.
“I’ve already resigned.”
“Please, help Eden. You were together for three years! There’s at least some bond. He can’t hold on without that hand.”
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ital as you.”
I couldict understand.
The two of them were always concerned about each other.
In the end. Eden even personally sent her off to mar
Lewis came out to pick me up, glanced at Elma, and said
“Why do you think Elma married Mr. Wilde?”
“Tor money,”
en isn’t exactly poor, is he?”
“How can a painter compete with capital?”
I collapsed onto the sofa and watched the news.
The news of Eden being hospitalized had already spread.
I changed the channel in annoyance.
Eden had woken up.
He couldn’t even lift his entire right arm.
In despair, he slammed his right side against the wall,
collapsing to the ground, drenched in sweat.
Then he got up and continued the same action.
Eden tried to pick up a brush from the floor, but his hand felt powerless, unable to grasp it.
He fell to the ground, screaming helplessly.
I switched channels again; all the reports were about Eden.
H certainly had a lot of coverage.
When did I decide to help Eden?
Perhaps it was when I saw Eden’s parents kneeling on the TV, begging him.
“Eden, do you want to see your parents with white hair sending off a child with black hair? Mom is sixty–five this year!”
“Child, let’s treat this properly and get out of the hospital as soon as possible, okay? If you can’t paint, we can do something else. Your parents will support you, okay?”
“Eden, you can’t do this; it hurts Mom more than anyone.”
“Mom can cut off a hand, can’t she?”
“Dear, can you take me to the hospital?”
Lewis glanced at the TV,
