Semua Bab Pregnant and Divorced, I Married a Tycoon: Bab 11 - Bab 19

Evelyn Hart raised her hand high to slap him, but Julian Whitmore didn't flinch. He only stared straight at her.His dark eyes were like an endless abyss, able to pull a person in with a single glance.Her slap froze in mid-air, because from where she stood, she could just make out his right hand trembling slightly, a lingering effect of the night he had saved her.Julian had injured his hand protecting her. When he was rushed into surgery, the doctor said his condition was grave, and in the worst case the hand would have to be amputated...A doctor losing the hand he prized most. Julian couldn't accept it, and neither could Evelyn.She had always felt she owed him.She lowered her hand, turned her head away, and said coldly, "My affairs are none of your business."She turned and walked toward her car.The weather had already turned cold, and in her rush to the hospital she had only worn a thin undershirt. Her long, fair neck shivered in the chilly air.Julian's gaze fell on a patch o

It was Damien Blackwood.The man's cold gaze swept over Evelyn Hart for a moment before he looked away."Aunt Margaret, Stella says she plans to leave the hospital and go home tomorrow. Please look after her diet carefully these next few days."Evelyn felt awkward.They had been married for three years, and Damien had never once gone back to the Hart home with her. To this day, he still addressed her parents as "Uncle" and "Aunt."Apart from his closest family, no one knew the two of them were married. The outside world still thought Damien Blackwood was a golden bachelor.Margaret Hart frowned by reflex. "This is absurd! She's sick, and she won't stay in the hospital!"Brandon Wells came over, looked at Margaret, and explained, "It was Miss Hart's own idea, and the doctor also said relaxing would be good for her health."Seeing that Damien said nothing more, Margaret had no choice but to agree.It seemed Damien truly cared about Stella.Margaret gave in. "All right. I'll have the sta

Divorce.He had once told Margaret Hart that he would never divorce her. Now he was using the umbilical cord blood as an excuse to be this ungrateful.Damien Blackwood's brows drew together. "Evelyn, have you said enough? Get out.""I am really preparing to divorce you."She knew he wouldn't believe her, so she went back to her bedroom and brought out the divorce papers she had prepared.Damien flipped through them as if they were trash and tossed them into the bin. "Even if we divorce, we'll have a child before you leave."Eleanor Blackwood looked Evelyn up and down.Her face was pale, and she was quite thin, but there was a strange determination in her eyes.Still, Evelyn was a scheming woman.It wasn't that she didn't want something. It was that she wanted more!Eleanor had come to Damien's place this time because the old patriarch had instructed her to make sure Evelyn bore a child.It seemed the old man thought highly of Damien and wanted him to have an heir as soon as possible.

Thirty million.What thirty million?Evelyn Hart's words fell like a pebble into a still pond.Julian Whitmore frowned. "Sister, what does Evelyn mean by that?"Margaret Hart was startled. This was clearly not the moment to explain.Evelyn glanced around and shoved the divorce papers into Damien Blackwood's hand. "Sign it."She no longer wanted to explain. Whether they knew or not, it wouldn't change anything.Damien casually flipped through the agreement. He would be leaving the marriage with nothing, and Evelyn wanted nothing at all."Sister, say something! What exactly is this thirty million?"Julian's tone was urgent.Margaret glanced at Evelyn, opened her mouth, and was still thinking of how to explain it to him.Julian had known nothing about the thirty million at the time. Though he was now dating Victoria Lane, if he learned that Margaret had used that money, and his own future, to force Evelyn into a choice, he would surely cause a scene!The Whitmore family wasn't doing well

Julian Whitmore had never planned to let Evelyn Hart treat a patient.How could someone who'd been out of clinical medicine for years possibly treat anyone?"Teacher, please, give me Dawn's contact information! It's a matter of life and death. If Dawn knew, they would surely agree to save her!"Evelyn's gaze paused slightly.Professor Winston Hale looked at her too.She shook her head slightly.It wasn't that she was unwilling to save Stella. She had already softened her heart once, but no one was willing to believe her. If she told Julian now that Evelyn was Dawn, would he believe her?He would only hate her more for not stepping forward sooner.The professor sighed, but he respected her wishes. "Eight years ago, I promised Dawn I would never reveal their identity..."Julian's eyes were red. "Teacher, will Dawn be coming to your seminar tomorrow?""I don't need to know Dawn's identity. If Dawn comes, I'll find them on my own!"The professor hesitated, then nodded.Julian left.The of