บททั้งหมดของ The Underestimated Ex: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Once they were at Vivienne’s place…“So, how’s your father’s health now?” Clara asked Vivienne with a curious expression.Vivienne, not wanting to let her smiling face fade, sighed.“Do we have to talk about that now?” she replied, her expression turning dull.“I still believe he’ll recover. And also since my dad started applying Regenys-X9, there’s no way he won’t walk again and become the man he once was,” she said with pride, a hopeful smile forming on her face.It was a huge deal for their family—renowned doctors. Since Regenys-X9 was a very expensive and powerful injection for healing, using that on Mr. Lancaster would surely bring him back to his full strength. She thought this with a satisfied smile.Adrian shook his head but stayed silent.Vivienne noticed his expression and asked, “Dr. Foster, what’s wrong?”Clara shot him a smug look. “Do you think my father isn’t capable of treating Mr. Lancaster? Huh?” she asked with a scornful look.“I didn’t say that,” Adrian replied.“R

Just then, they arrived at Mr. Alex Lancaster’s bedside, in the room where he lay.The entire room was filled with the scent of drugs. Various kinds of medicine and injections cluttered the table. The air reeked like a drug store.Vivienne quickly ran to her father, who had a slight smile on his face as he saw her step into the room. He had been waiting for her so he could share his joy—feeling hopeful once more.“Dad, you really are getting better,” Vivienne said, unable to stop herself from throwing her arms around him in a hug.“I never believed I’d ever be back again,” Mr. Alex replied, a bright smile lighting up his face.Clara’s face was glowing with excitement. This wasn’t just a win for her father—it was a monumental moment for her entire family. Now they would be recognized across Vereluxe City. Many doctors had tried and failed to heal Mr. Lancaster, but only her father had succeeded. This was the next level for the Smith family.Now, all the doubters—those who never took th

Adrian was about to step out through the exit of the building when the man who had earlier informed Vivienne about her father’s improved health came running toward them. Vivienne turned in the direction of the approaching footsteps. Her heart began to pound. The man, more of a messenger, had panic in his stride—it was clear something was wrong. “Mrs—Mrs. Vivienne,” he called, panting heavily. “Something is wrong… Mr. Alex—” he said, his face twisted in worry before he could finish his sentence. Vivienne didn’t wait. She turned and sprinted back inside. With urgency blazing in her eyes, she stormed into the room. Her father lay on the bed, struggling, his body tense—twisting like he had been poisoned with something foreign. “What’s going on, Dr. Smith?” Vivienne demanded, her voice sharp and filled with dread. But Dr. Smith stood frozen, lost in a state of confused shock. No one dared go near Mr. Alex as his face turned paler and paler. Within minutes, he looked completely di

The early morning sun poured into the room as Adrian rolled back and forth on the bed.The scent of a neatly perfumed environment gave a sense of peace and calm.Just as the silence lingered, Adrian’s phone rang.Bing bing!!The sound jolted him back to reality as he stretched and rubbed the sleep from his eyes.Unexpectedly, it was Lyra.Adrian paused for a moment, debating whether to answer. After all, he owed her nothing—they were no longer together.After a brief hesitation, he finally picked up the call.“Hello?” he said. The voice on the other end came through slowly, as if she were trying to detect surprise in his tone.“How may I help you, Mrs.?” Adrian’s voice came through firmer and more casual than she expected.She hesitated for a moment before finally speaking.“Please… I need your help,” she said in a measured, practiced tone.What help does she think I can offer her now? Adrian muttered inwardly.“What is it, Mrs. Lyra?” he asked, emotionless.“It’s about John. I heard

The bald security man clenched his fists. His face darkened even more.This time, he wanted to intimidate Adrian enough to make him leave.But just like before, Adrian’s expression remained unaffected. It was almost as if he were smiling, with the way he acted like nothing unusual was happening.The security guard could feel his belly burning with rage. He kept thinking about how easily he could snap this nobody’s neck and end him right here. For some reason, Adrian’s calm demeanor upset him more than anything else.Suddenly, a voice broke the tension.“How do I get one of those?” Adrian asked, his eyes now directed at the scanning machine others had been passing through by placing their cards on the machine it confirms with a green light and they walk in.He’d just realized he needed a card like that to get in.Of course, he hadn’t expected this place to be free to enter—it was clearly an elite-level venue. He was only standing in front of the building because Clara had called him he