Chapter 13
In the pitch–black night, she returned to the bathroom alone.
The steaming hot water dispelled her coldness as she gently rubbed her swollen eyes and entered a warm and cozy nursery, where she pushed open the door.
She lightly touched the mobile, and the gentle music of the music box filled the room. The room was hathed in a warm yellow light, a scene of extreme coziness, yet Isolde’s tears flowed uncontrollably
Perhaps this was her retribution, for not protecting her child, so heaven had to take away her life []
Isolde climbed into a 1.2–meter–long crib, curling herself up like a shrimp Tears from her left eye flowed to her right, then slid down her cheeks. moistening the baby blanket beneath her
She held a stuffed toy tightly and murmured, Tm sorry, baby. It’s all mommy’s fault. Momany didn’t protect you. Don’t be afraid. Mommy will come come to be with you soon”
Since her child’s death, her mental state had not been good, like a once beautiful flower gradually withering.
She looked at the inescapable darkness and thought that if she left the money for her father, she could go find her precious baby.]
The next morning, before dawn, Isolde was already dressed, looking at her smiling face in the wedding certificate
In the blink of an eye, it had been three years.]
She had prepared a stomach–friendly breakfast, even though she wouldn’t live for much longer, she wanted to have more time to take care of her father.
Isoide was about to leave when she received a call from the hospital “Miss Whitmore, Mr. Whitmore suddenly had a heart attack and has been taken to the emergency room.“]
“I’m coming right away!”
Isolde rushed to the hospital. The surgery had not yet finished. She waited outside the operating room, palms together in prayer. She had lost everything, and her only hope was for her father to recover.
Whitmore, this is for the emergency treatment and surgery for Mr. Whitmore, which just happened
A nurse handed her a stack of bills. “Miss Wi suddenly.”
Isolde glanced at the detailed expenses, which were surprisingly over ten thousand dollars.]
Her father’s daily medical expenses was five thousand a month, and she could barely cover them by working three jobs. She had just paid this month’s hospital bill, and there was only five thousand dollars left in her account. It was for from enough for the surgery]
Isolde had no choice but to call Askhan. His voice sounded cold. “Where are you? I’ve been waiting for you for half an hour.“[]
“I have an urgent matter here.”
Tolde, are you playing a game?“]]”
“Tim not lying. In the past, I was unwilling to accept it. I thought you were treating me this way because you had your reasons. But now I see dearly that this marriage no longer has any meaning I willingly want a divorce, I couldn’t come because my dad had a heart attack and needs surgery..”
“Is he dead?”
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“No, he’s currently undergoing treatment. But the surgery costs over ten thousand dollars. Can you give me the ten million dollars? I promise to divorce you after I get the certificate.”
The answer she received was his mocking laughter. “Isolde, you better understand one thing. I hope more than anyone that your dad dies. I can give you the money, but only after you get the divorce certificate.”
The call went to voicemail and Isolde was left in disbelief. How could he wish for her father’s death? Why?
Thinking back to the bankruptcy of the Whitmore family two years ago, everything seemed to fall into place
Was it not just too coincidental?
Perhaps the Whitmore family’s bankruptcy was caused by him, but what had the Whitmore family done to him?]
Isolde had no time to think further. Her immediate concern was to gather the funds for her father’s surgery.
The surgery room door opened, and Isolde rushed forward. “Dr. Hartford, how’s my dad?”
“Don’t worry, Miss Whitmore. Mr. Whitmore is tough and made it through. However, he’s very emotionally fragile. Don’t let him go through any more stress for now.”
“Understood.” Isolde breathed a sigh of relief. Thank you, Dr. Hartford“]
Anthony was still unconscious. Isolde inquired with the nurse, “My father seemed to be in good spirits recently. He even mentioned that he wanted to eat shrimp dumplings. How did he suddenly have a heart attack?”
The nurse responded, “Mr. Whitmore had been in high spirits lately. He even mentioned that he wanted to eat shrimp dumplings, but I thought it would only take ten to fifteen minutes to go to Saffron Restaurant and buy some for Mr. Whitmore When I returned, he was already in the emergency room. Miss Whitmore, it’s my fault“]
“Did anyone visit my father before you left?]
“No, there was no one before I left. Mr. Whitmore was perfectly fine. He even asked me to buy the red velvet cake from Saffron Restaurant because you like it. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen suddenly…]
Isolde felt that something was off about this, but for now, she needed to gather the money to cover the medical expenses. She instructed the nurse to take good care of Anthony and rushed to the nurse’s station to check the visitor records.
“Miss Whitmore, there were no
e no visitors for Mr. Whitmore this morning” the nurse toldber
“Thank you.”
“By the way, Miss Whitmore, has Mr. Whitmore’s bill been settled?“]
holde reluctantly said, “I will pay it right away. I’m sorry.“]
She left the nurse’s station, called a taxi, and headed to the Civil Affairs Bureau. Where was Askhan?
Isolde dialed Aillian’s number in a hurry. Tve already arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau. Where are you?”
“At the company”
“Askhan, can you come to the Civil Affairs Bureau now to complete the divorce procedures?“||
Askan coldly laughed, “Do you think the multi billion contract Fms about to negotiate is less important than you?“]
I can wait for you to finish the contract. Askhan, I’m begging you, my dad needs money urgently.“[]
“If he dies. I’ll cover the funeral expenses.“1
He hung up after saying that, and when she tried to call again, his phone was switched off.
The rain was falling like a dense web, trapping Isolde, who couldn’t breathe
She squatted under a bus stop watching the bustling street. Isolde regretted her choices.
If she hadn’t dropped out due to pregnancy, she would have graduated by now. With her abilities and education, she would have had a bright future.
Who could have predicted that the Whitmore family would go bankrupt and that the man who had cherished her, Askhan, would change so suddenly? She had lost everything overnight.[]
A year ago, Askhan had taken away all her jewelry and designer bags. The only valuable items she had left were their wedding rings. She removed the rings resolutely and walked into a high–end jewelry store.[]
The salesperson examined her soaked, second–rate appearance. “Miss, do you have the invoice and purchase certificate?“||
“Yes.” Isolde pretended not to notice the salesperson’s scrutiny and nervously handed over the documents
“Alright. Miss. We need to send the ring for appraisal. Can we inform you tomorrow?“||
Isolde licked her dry hips and said urgenth
I urgently. “I need the money urgently. Can you expedite the process?–||
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“Well, I’ll try my best. Please wait for a moment…”
Before the salesperson could take the ring, a fair and delicate hand pressed down on the lid. “This ring is beautiful; I’ll take it.“||
Isolde raised her head and met the face she loathed – Nora!||
