Chapter 17
Andrew stormed out, ignoring Richard’s livid expression. Richard couldn’t believe that after all be had done for this ungrateful brat, he
was still so misunderstood.
Frustrated by his own grandson’s behavior, he gasped for breath and thudded onto the sofa as his cane slipped from his grasp.
“Grandpal” Rachel screamed in terror.
Andrew, who had reached the door, rushed back upon hearing the commotion. He held up his unconscious grandfather and called for the doctor.
Upstairs, in Richard’s room, the doctor examined him and then turned to the couple standing by w…
discussed calmly? Richard is almost eighty; he can’t afford any more shocks!”
Andrew looked at the doctor, unyielding. In his mind, he was in the right and Rachel was the one at fault
Rachel asked the doctor. “When will Grandpa wake up?”
this have been
“I’ve just given I
him some medicine. He should come to in about an hot
an hour. Remember, no more shocks for Richard,” the doctor warned.
Rachel nodded obediently, but the doctor, pointing at Andrew, emphasized again. “Especially you. Why are you so thoughtless? Richard’s life hasn’t been easy, and it’s all been for your
“Alright, Dr. Davis, I’ll keep quiet once Grandpa wakes up. Andrew said.
It took some nerve to speak to Andrew like that.
y more
Christopher Davis only dared to because he had been an alumnus with Andrew’s father. After Andrew’s retort, he didn’t dare say
Of course, Andrew wasn’t the type to hold a grudge. Though he was a mess in relationships, he was clear–headed. Christopher wasn’t worried about him being angry enough to withdraw funding from the hospital.
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With Richard in such a state, Rachel couldn’t just leave. She had to wait until he woke up
After all the events of the night, she must be hungry. Rachel went downstairs to the kitchen to prepare something to eat.
The nanny, Fiona, came over to help. Watching Rachel skillfully wash and chop vegetables, Fiona couldn’t help but ask, “Rachel, are you really going to divorce Andrew?”
Rachel didn’t respond. She took out some eggs from the cabinet, cracked them into a bowl, and began to stir vigorously.
Fiona had been the housekeeper when Andrew’s mother was still alive and had seen him grow up. Her son, Frank, worked under Andrew, so she knew the ins and outs of the couple’s situation.
“At least for the sake of the child, you should give Andrew another chance, Fiona said.
Ar the mention of the child, Rachel’s hand trembled as she chopped, and the next second, a sharp pain shot through her fingertip. Blood began to flow. Fiona quickly went to get the first aid kit.
In the living room, Andrew saw Fiona rushing about and asked, “What happened?”
“Rachel cut her hand“” Frona replied.
Watching Fiona enter the kitchen with the first aid kit, Andrew couldn’t help but follow. He saw Rachel holding her finger, with several drops of blood on the floor
“III pour some alcohol on it to disinfect it. It might sting a bit,” Fiona said.
Rachel shook her head expressionlessly, but the next second, the pain made her bite her lip, her face turning pale,
Knowing Rachel’s aversion to pain. Fiona was extra careful and slow when applying the bandage
After bandaging the wound. Fiona said, “You should go rest. I’ll make dinner for Richard”
Rachel said, “Richard doesn’t like the smell of olive oil. Adil a few drops of sesame oil to the fried eggs”
Chapter 17
After giving the instructions, Rachel walked out. As she reached the door, she saw Andrew standing there, his expression somewhat complicated. Rachel ignored him, sidestepped, and walked out.
“Didn’t you used to be terrified of pain? Why aren’t you screaming now?” Andrew asked, catching up to Rachel.
Rachel felt a chill run through her as she looked at Andrew’s smirking face.
She suddenly remembered the night before Jennie was born: The doctor had said she was about to go into labor. Rachel had always been afraid of pain. She clung to Andrew’s hand, trembling with fear.
But Andrew had said, “If you’re afraid of the pain, just get an epidural and have a C–section. Every woman feels pain when giving birth
Yeah, every woman feels pain when giving birth. At that time, Rachel had loved Andrew dearly and thought he made sense.
Even though she understood, it still hurt a little. She had expected him to comfort her, but he was called away to a meeting. She ended up alone in the delivery room, screaming for eight or nine hours until she was exhausted and had to use pitocin to give birth to Jennie.
Thinking of all this, Rachel suddenly felt a sense of relief.
“Would being afraid help? I still have to go through the pain, don’t I?” Rachel said,
Perhaps the coldness on Rachel’s face was too obvious. Andrew felt she was becoming more and more unfamiliar and slipping out of his control. It gave him an odd sense of insecurity.
“What do you mean by that? It’s your own fault, Andrew said.
Rachel smiled. “I don’t seem to be blaming anyone.” With that, she turned and walked toward the living room.
Andrew followed, not willing to let it go. “What do you mean? Don’t think that just because you’re staying to take care of Grandpa, I’ll forgive you. Rachel, no matter what you do, I won’t forgive you, especially for what you did to Yedda.”
Rachel, who had reached the stairway, acted as if she hadn’t heard and kept walking upstairs.
In the room. Richard had already woken up. He stretched and leaned against the headboard when he saw Rachel come in
“Awake already. Grandpa? How are you feeling? Shall I call Dr. Davis to check on you?” asked Rachel
“Much better, Richard waved for Rachel to come closer.
After she sat down, he asked in a pleading tone, “Child, is it really come to this? I know you’re a good girl and Andrew is the one who’s not living up to expectations. But I still want to ask, could you give hing another chance for the sake of your parents? I promise I’ll do everything I can to make Andrew break it off with that woman completely.”
Looking into Richard’s expectant eyes, Rachel was silent for a moment. Then she shook her head firmly. ‘Grandpa, even if it weren’t for Yedda, there would be other women in the future. The real problem between Andrew and me isn’t about other people”
They say in marriage, what others see and what you feel are two different worlds. After all these years with Andrew, Rachel finally. understood this.
In public, she was the enviable Mrs. Zevon. But in reality, it was a marriage of convenience between two wealthy families. Although they had known each other since childhood, Andrew didn’t love her. It was okay, she thought her love for him was enough.
But now, with Jennie’s death, even the little bit of affection she had for him was completely gone.
“But… well, you two grew up together. Weren’t you quite close before getting married? Why did things change after the wedding?” Richard said.
Rachel was also surprised by this. Before they got married, they indeed had a good relationship, Rachel was the only child of the Sampson family, and Andrew was the only heir of the Zhou family. They were around the same age and their families were very close Their relationship had been better than most.
Looking back, those years were the best times for the two of them
As they were both silent, there was a noise from outside the room. Richard shouted toward the door, “If you’re here, why are you lurking by the door! Get in here already!”
