"I know," Maxwell said gently. "But the child is safe, and that's something to be thankful for, isn't it?"Rachel cried in despair. "I always thought my legs would recover. If I hadn't overheard those two nurses, I wouldn't have known my legs were beyond repair! I feel bad for the child! They will grow up with a crippled mother!""Don't talk about yourself like that. No matter what, you've given this child a life." Maxwell reassured her. "Listen to me, I will find the best specialists to treat you. Your legs will be fine."Rachel shook her head. "You don't need to comfort me! I know the chances of recovery are slim. But I won't let the person who did this to me get away with it. Never!"Seeing her determination, Maxwell found himself unable to voice his thoughts. Rachel looked at him sorrowfully and asked, "You wouldn't want me to forgive Jennifer's father, would you?"Maxwell hesitated. "If we can settle this privately, I will make sure the Yale family compensates you.""Compens
Rachel's face was streaked with tears. "Maxwell, I've lost everything, and my legs are crippled. If you abandon me and stay with the daughter of the one responsible for my misery, what's the point of living?"Maxwell lowered his gaze. "Jennifer is not her father. We can't mix the two. I believe Jennifer would never do something like this. If she knew her father caused your accident, she would feel guilty and join me in compensating you."Maxwell wanted to stay and comfort Rachel, but seeing that she either kept trying to win him back or slandered Jennifer, he felt he didn't need to stay longer. "You should rest. I'll be going now. Call me if you need anything."...Not long after Maxwell left, Rachel heard footsteps outside her hospital ward. In the quiet of the night, the sound was particularly jarring. Rachel thought Maxwell had returned and felt excited. But to her surprise, the man who entered was Hugo as if he had come from the depths of hell."It's you?" Rachel tensed up
"No, please, I beg you!" Rachel grabbed Hugo's hand and pleaded, "Hugo, for the sake of the time we've been together, don't drive me to the edge. Besides, I'm carrying your child!"Hugo sneered, "But it seems you only have eyes for Maxwell. Do you even care about our child?""I was wrong. I will never do anything to harm our child again." Rachel admitted her mistake. "I know I can't hide anything from you. Please, give me another chance."Hugo pondered for a moment before threatening, "Remember this, I am irreconcilable with Maxwell. I will not tolerate my woman having feelings for him! The only reason I'm letting you stay with him is because you're a pawn for me. If I find out you're playing tricks again, I will kill you!"...Meanwhile, Maxwell had returned home. Jennifer was sitting in the courtyard, lost in thought. Her mind was occupied with Zion's situation. Occasionally, thoughts of Rachel and Maxwell also flashed through her mind. Hearing the car's engine, she immediatel
"Oh my! Mrs. Lance, why are you here?" Martha exclaimed. "It's still early. You should go back to sleep. Otherwise, how will you have the energy for your internship?"Jennifer forced a smile. "I couldn't sleep. Let me help you with breakfast.""This..." Martha firmly refused to let Jennifer help. "Mr. Lance will surely be upset if he finds out. You should rest, Mrs. Lance."Jennifer told Martha about Zion's situation. She lowered her gaze and muttered softly, "I can't do anything else. So, this is the only way I can repay him."Martha sighed, feeling heartbroken for Jennifer who was so considerate despite her age. Jennifer did all this merely to please Maxwell. So, Martha reluctantly allowed Jennifer to help her prepare breakfast.Outside, the sun gradually rose, and breakfast was almost ready. Just then, Maxwell suddenly walked into the kitchen. Seeing Jennifer in an apron, he asked, "What are you doing here? I was wondering why I couldn't find you this morning.""I wanted to pr
"You can go now," Maxwell dismissed Martha and looked upstairs, his expression filled with unresolved frustration.Just then, Jennifer came down the stairs fully dressed. She thought Maxwell was waiting to drive her to work as usual. At the entrance, she took his shoes and placed them by his feet, seemingly waiting for him to change into them.Seeing this, Maxwell suddenly felt a surge of anger. He pulled Jennifer aside and put on his shoes himself. "I married you to be my wife, not a maid!" Then, he stormed out of the house, leaving her standing there, stunned.He had been so happy this morning. Why had he suddenly become so harsh with her? What had she said or done to upset him?Jennifer quietly went to the hospital by herself. After a busy morning, she hesitated before finally gathering the courage to send Maxwell a message: "What did I do to upset you? Please tell me, and I'll change."She had thought long and hard before sending that short message. But it was like a stone
Jennifer retrieved the scarf she had knitted for him from the wardrobe. "It's going to be cold tomorrow. Here, this is for you."Maxwell glanced at the thick dark gray scarf. If it had been before, he would have been happy by her initiative. But now, he couldn't help but feel that all her obedience and thoughtfulness toward him were merely to help Zion. Or perhaps, for some other purpose?Thinking about how she had talked to her friends before, he couldn't shake the feeling that she saw their relationship as just a show, just a means to an end!The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He took the scarf and casually tossed it onto the nearby couch. "I don't like wearing these."With that, he got into bed and closed his eyes, turning his back to her. Disappointment flashed in Jennifer's eyes. So, what Quincy said was true. Her poorly knitted scarf was obviously not up to his standards. Why would someone of his status appreciate it?Sighing softly, Jennifer silently cli
Jennifer suddenly perked up. "So, how did it go?""It's a bit tricky. I'm still working on it through connections." Maxwell didn't tell Jennifer the full severity of the situation.Jennifer saw hope and knew that this couldn't be resolved in just a day or two. So, she smiled with relief. "Then there's still hope, right?""Of course." Maxwell hugged her and comforted, "Don't worry about it. I've got everything under control."Jennifer hesitated and asked cautiously, "What about Rachel? Did you really send her abroad?"Maxwell stiffened. But luckily Jennifer didn't notice it due to the dark. He didn't want to lie to her, but Rachel's situation was due to Zion. How could he tell Jennifer the truth?He lied, "Yes, I've already sent her away."Jennifer didn't expect that he would fulfill his promise, and she leaned into Maxwell's warm embrace.Jennifer shifted, and her soft lips trailed down his neck. This sparked something within Maxwell.His gaze clouded but he restrained himself
Jennifer ran into Quincy at the hospital entrance."Why do you look so happy today?" Quincy asked, watching the Maybach that had just driven away. "Did your husband change his car?"Jennifer nodded with a smile.Seeing her in a good mood, Quincy asked curiously, "So, did he resolve the issues with the mistress? How did it go?"Jennifer was uncomfortable talking about this "He sent that woman abroad."Quincy pressed on, "What? What about the child?""She kept the child." Jennifer's good mood instantly vanished.Quincy felt speechless. "Jennifer, wake up. That woman is now enjoying life abroad with your husband's money. Why are you still so happy? Do you think this matter is resolved? Do you think that just because she went abroad, she won't come back with the child in the future?" Jennifer knew what Quincy was getting at. But Zion was in trouble, and Maxwell was the only one who could help her. Besides, she wasn't really prepared to break up with him. She admitted that she de