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The sight of Jeanna potentially sharing affection with another man stirred a vexing irritation in Sean. He despised the discomfort it caused him.Jeanna's fierce demeanor melted under a wave of vulnerability, leaving her visibly shaken."How dare you invade my privacy, opening my suitcase and snooping through my computer?" Her voice quivered as she spoke, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears.Sean watched her, and his eyes betrayed a twinge of satisfaction as he saw her flustered. "How else would I know whose luggage it was and how to find its owner?"Realizing her emotions had gotten the best of her, Jeanna quickly regained her composure and suppressed the aching memories. For the past five years, Sophie had been her sole confidante. "Return my belongings now. This is the last time I'm asking."Sean seemed strangely intent on riling her up as if provoking a little monster to bare its teeth, only to pull them out one by one with pliers and turn it into a tame pet in his palm.

"Boss, you're like a prophet," a waiter commented, seemingly unaware of the tension in the air. "The forecast missed this downpour. We wouldn't have seen many patrons in such weather anyway."Sean's frown deepened at the waiter's attempt at small talk, prompting the latter to scurry away. Such heavy rain was indeed rare in Imperium, especially at this time of year.'That woman didn't have an umbrella. With the rain pouring so heavily, she'll be drenched,' he begrudgingly thought, imagining her as a bedraggled mess in the downpour.As his mind conjured a vivid image, Sean's brow furrowed in irritation. 'Considering her petite frame, if she gets soaked, she might catch a cold or even faint in the street. What if some careless driver doesn't see her and runs her over?'Or worse, someone deliberately runs over her a second time and turns her into roadside meat mush that will wash down the drain, becoming a feast for sewer creatures?' he mused.The more detailed the scenario in his hea

Sean was rendered speechless. His expression darkened at the notion of being addressed as "Mom" by her in her delirious state. It was a thought he found intolerable."I must take you to the hospital. Your fever could escalate dangerously," he insisted, concern evident in his voice."Please, don't," she whispered weakly, her fingers desperately clinging to his sleeve.Sean was unnerved by her frailty, and his determination began to waver.Leaving the suite, he trudged through the rain to a nearby pharmacy, annoyance growing as he realized his clothes were soaked. Never in his almost 30 years had he felt so pitiful for a woman.'When she gets better, we'll see how I'll deal with her!' he thought, a hint of frustration in his mind.-When Sean returned to the room, his frustration turned to panic as he realized she was nowhere to be found.'How could she disappear in such a short time?'The sound of rushing water emanating from the bathroom caught his attention. Pushing the door

When their marriage was brought up, Cedric frowned. His heart flooded with mixed emotions. Sophie had been discharged from the hospital for a week, and he remained unaware of her current state."I never expected her to have such a pitiful life," Sean said, sitting on a bench in the corridor.He propped his palms against his temple, covering most of his face with slender fingers. The woman, who had been acting like a little monster, actually had a past that not many ordinary people could handle.As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the operating theater was pushed open. He immediately stood up, rushed up to the doctor, and grabbed his arm. "Doctor, how is she?""Mr. Archer's wound has been sutured and bandaged, and she has regained consciousness. However, when individuals who have undergone severe psychological traumas experience intense emotional fluctuations or are in a very weak physical condition, it makes them more susceptible to suicidal thoughts."You need to pay ext

Despite the door muffling the sound, Sophie could still discern the familiar voice speaking calmly. "It's just a small matter, and it's been taken care of."Sophie couldn't help but think, 'A small matter?! That's right, to him, only Vivienne and the child are important. Everything else and the rest are trivial matters.'-Back in the villa, Vivienne hung up the phone, glanced at the plaster cast on her left hand hanging from her chest, and grinned. 'No one can take away what I want from me.'Tristan looked up with hopeful eyes. "Mommy, is Daddy coming back?""Of course, Tristan. Now, be good and go play upstairs for a while. Daddy will be back to accompany you soon," Vivienne replied."Okay, I'll wait for Daddy to come back upstairs," Tristan said as he toddled upstairs.After seeing her son go upstairs happily, Vivienne picked up her phone again, slid her finger across the screen, and made a call. "Hello, it's me.""Ms. Kerrigan?" An uncertain male voice sounded from the othe