Flash Marriage:CEO's Sweet Wife のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 191 - チャプター 200

Elizabeth Forster looked at Rupert Forster's worried expression, feeling a bit dazed. After a while, her weak voice came, "I'm fine."Rupert Forster carefully pushed the moving bed she was on, "Knowing that you don't like it here, I'll take you to another room right away."The woman did not respond to him, her gaze calm, but there was a slight ripple in her heart. She had not seen this side of Rupert Forster for a long time—a truly kind and understanding father. Unfortunately, everything was just an act.She nodded, no longer paying attention to Rupert Forster. Turning her head, she looked at Qin's mother, who seemed hesitant to speak, and Qin's father, who had a stern face beside her."Where is Pete Melville? Where is he?" Elizabeth Forster's lips parted slightly, asking weakly. Before she fell unconscious, she vaguely saw the shattered glass from the car window piercing into Pete Melville's body. From beginning to end, it was that man who protected her with all his might, prevent

Thinking of someone, Elizabeth Forster's mood sank.Her lips pressed tightly together, she let out a silent sigh."Give me the list; let me take a look," Sheila Dewey said, holding out her hand for the prescription the doctor had just given.Elizabeth Forster snapped back to reality and handed over the paper in her hand.The thin sheet of paper was filled with rows of characters.These professional terms were incomprehensible to laypeople.Sheila Dewey studied it for a while, then suddenly slapped her forehead, clutched the paper, and obediently joined the queue.They had already waited for a bit, so it was their turn soon.After picking up the medication, seeing her friend's lackluster appearance, Sheila Dewey raised an eyebrow. "Where do you want to go now?"Elizabeth Forster took a deep breath, stretched, and looked around. "Anywhere but the ward."In the hospital, the smell of disinfectant was almost suffocating.The strong, pungent odor kept assaulting their senses, tri

Elizabeth Forster could no longer listen to what was being said.Guest.In the eyes of Qin's mother, she was just a guest. And Elsa, on the other hand, was someone much closer.She sat there in her wheelchair, still wearing a smile, but it was now a numb expression as she watched Elsa and Qin's mother chatting.The two of them looked like a pair of close-knit mother and daughter.While she and Sheila Dewey seemed so out of place in this hospital room.The curve of Elizabeth Forster's lips gradually widened. She gave a mocking chuckle and looked at Qin's mother, "Auntie, I'm going back first..."Sheila Dewey, who had already figured out the situation, tightened his grip on the wheelchair when she spoke. He smiled at Qin's mother, and once he received a response, quickly pushed the wheelchair out of the room.The ward was quiet, only the sound of the wheels rolling on the floor could be heard.Entering the elevator, Sheila Dewey kept his gaze fixed on Elizabeth Forster.They re

Seeing her in such a state, Mrs. Qin sighed softly, looking at her with a pained expression. "Don't blame yourself for Tianling's accident. After all, who could have predicted something like a car crash?" Mrs. Qin frowned, a hint of distress flashing in her eyes, clearly still unable to accept what had happened to Pete Melville.Beside her, Elizabeth Forster fell silent, not saying a word. Her mind was replaying Elsa's words and the accusations she had made. It seemed that everyone believed that Pete Melville's injuries were her fault. Is this what it means to be a "guest"? A bitter smile appeared on her lips, and the light in her eyes dimmed, her whole demeanor suddenly becoming heavy."I'm not blaming you; don't take it to heart," Mrs. Qin said, rubbing her eyes, which were slightly red and moist. She paused, then added softly, "You should focus on getting better. I won't disturb your rest anymore." With that, she rose from Elizabeth Forster's bed and slowly walked toward the door.

Pete Melville's waking hours were unpredictable. She wouldn't allow the company to fall into chaos during this period. The current Melville Corporation was like a sick elephant that had fallen. Other companies, like ants, were fully focused on nibbling and slowly dismantling it, hoping to bring down the elephant. After a brief exchange, they ended the call. Elizabeth Forster pondered the issues at hand and opened up the news about the disturbances at Melville Corporation. As she read through each article, her frown deepened. Only by making an example out of someone could a deterrent effect be achieved. She silently made a decision in her heart, estimating which company to start with for the best impact. By the time she sorted out her thoughts, it was already late. Just as she was about to get up, there was a gentle knock on the door. "Come in," she said, looking over. The door creaked open slowly. Joanna Kingsley held a fruit basket, shaking it sl