They were both in handcuffs and legcuffs, their faces dull and sallow. May Conner immediately begged for mercy when she saw Jeremy Quest. “Dear, it’s not me… Please believe me…”Though she knew that Jeremy would never believe her, she ought to try it one last time before stepping out of the house. Nevertheless, Jeremy did not even bother to look at her. He lit a cigarette and started smoking again. “Screw you, Xyla! I won’t let you live in peace once I get out of jail! “This isn’t the end! You can count on it! Wait till I regain my freedom… I’ll make your life miserable!” Emily bellowed in agony while she was frogmarched off by several police officers. How she hoped she could rip off Xyla’s skin at that moment. Her voice was sharp and pathetic. The living room was filled with her roar. Instead of rebuking her, Xyla reached for the teacup on the coffee table and leaned on Stanley Batton’s shoulder. Her utter apathy was reflected in her eyes. Emily and May were dragg
The sudden shock made Jeremy Quest’s muscles tense. His heart froze, and his stomach turned cold. Jeremy immediately rose to his feet and rushed to Stanley Batton’s side. His arms trembled in fear as he shook his body. “Stan… Stan… Wake up… What happened to you?” However, Stanley was unconscious.The color quickly drained from his face. He looked as pale as chalk. Terror sucked the very breath from Jeremy’s mouth when he saw Stanley’s ashen face. Trying with all his might, he steadied his breath and carefully placed his finger near Stanley’s nose. A weak, cold air brushed over his finger. Jeremy’s heart finally returned to his chest when he found a sign of breathing from Stanley.Without further ado, he pulled out his phone and dialed 911. ***The ambulance arrived at the doorstep fifteen minutes later. Stanley was sent to Municipal Hospital right away. Jeremy was with him the entire time. Once they arrived at the hospital, Stanley was pushed into the VIP emergency roo
A male doctor was currently talking to Jeremy Quest. “The patient is suffering from congenital dyserythropoietic anemia, and he must undergo a blood transfusion now. Don’t worry. I’ll contact his blood donor.”The doctor was wearing a white coat and a pair of refined, silver-rimmed glasses. His hair was neatly parted in three-sevenths, matching well with his delicate features. His presence imparted an air of elegance. He looked very much like a hot actor walking out from the television. Upon hearing that, Xyla Quest immediately quickened her pace as she walked up to the doctor. “I can give him my blood.”The male doctor was startled. “You? Do you know what blood type he has?” “Yes. I’m his wife. We share the same blood type,” Xyla said again. “Come with me. You have to do a simple body check-up before we proceed with the blood transfusion,” the doctor explained. As he spoke, Xyla stole a glance at the name tag on his chest. Stephen Harris, the Vice President of Municipal Ho
Stephen Harris plopped down across Jeremy Quest and Xyla Quest and said, “He’s undergoing blood transfusion now. He should be fine after that.” Xyla nodded lightly. It was a great weight off her mind to find her husband safe and sound. “Are you the one treating him all this while?” Xyla asked. “Yeah.” Stephen nodded. Though Xyla had many questions in her mind, she managed to hold herself back as Jeremy was right beside her. About ten minutes later, the door of the emergency room flung open again. Stanley Batton came out of the room. His cheeks were faint pink, which was much better than before, but he still looked a bit haggard. However, even so, the compelling aura around him had not waned in the slightest. Seeing him, Xyla immediately rushed to him and carefully held his arm. “Hey, how are you? Do you feel better now?”Stanley nodded weakly. “Yeah… I heard that you donated your blood to me.”“Yes,” Xyla answered truthfully. Jeremy quickly walked up to him and as
“Yes, I’m alright,” As Stanley Batton spoke, he pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Jeremy Quest courteously. Jeremy took the cigarette from him and placed it between his lips. Stanley then took out the lighter and carefully lit the cigarette for Jeremy. Jeremy took a deep breath before continuing, “Xyla told me that you’d be fine as long as you go for regular blood transfusion. Is that true?” “Yeah.” Stanley refused to elaborate on his condition. “Are you sure?” Jeremy asked again.“Don’t worry, Dad. It shouldn’t be a problem if I take good care of myself.” Following that statement, Stanley lit another cigarette and took a couple of long drags at it. Smoke suspended in the still air, twirling around his exquisite jawline and perfect features. His charm was irresistible. Only then did Jeremy heave a sigh of relief. “That’s great…”“Shall we play another round? I’ll go get the chess set,” Stanley asked. “Nah. You should get some rest. Just sit with
“What brings you here?” Xyla Quest asked. “You, of course. I was looking at the time, and I guessed you should be done with the statement by now.” “Didn’t the doctor say that you should rest more these few days?” Xyla nagged. “Look at me. Do I look like I need a good rest?” Stanley joked. “You have to listen to the doctor no matter… Mmphfm…” Before she could even finish her sentence, Stanley gave her a long, lingering kiss. Xyla’s heart began to hammer against her chest. Blush seared through her cheeks, all the way to her neck. There was an endless stream of cars in front of the police station, but he paid them no notice as usual. His kiss was fearless and addictive. Xyla immediately recollected herself and pushed him away. Her face was all red as she subconsciously looked around her. “Are you crazy? Many people are looking at us!”“Let them watch then… Alright, get in the car. We’d better get going…” Stanley smiled at her dotingly. He held her hand, walked her to the
Jullian Sullivan remained silent the whole time. He was acting like an outsider. “Look at all the things she has done. They’re enough to put her in jail for eight or even ten years. You’d better stay away from her,” Bailey Ronson admonished him. Though she was grateful for what Emily Quest had done for her in the past, she could not bear to side with her anymore. Emily had gone too far this time. There was no way she could save her from the disaster. She could not help Emily and certainly did not want to. She finally realized that Emily was a hopeless case. A second felt like an eternity when Tom Sullivan was drowned in his deep thoughts. At last, to everyone’s surprise, he shook his head. “No… I can’t…”“Are you out of your mind?!” Tony Sullivan snapped. “I’m not… I… I just don’t want to get a divorce,” Tom stuttered. Upon hearing that, Jullian instantly fixed his gaze upon Tom, dumbfounded. The calmness in his eyes was gradually replaced by suspicion. “Get out of the
If only he had adhered to his principles when Xyla Quest was hideous. If only he had resisted the temptation to cheat when Xyla was fat. Would his life have been better that way?Unfortunately, there were no ifs in this world. Results and consequences were the only things that awaited him. Buzz buzz buzz…Suddenly, his phone vibrated, pulling him back to the present from his deep thoughts. Tom Sullivan slowly recollected himself and took a look at his phone. Seeing that Bailey Ronson was calling him, he quickly answered the call, “Yes?”“The detention center just informed us that your sister would be released tomorrow morning. Let’s go to pick her up together,” Bailey said. “Okay…” “About the divorce… Well, our decision is final. I hope you can make up your mind soon. By the way, you’d better come back and apologize to your father. He’s mad.” Tom felt a flicker of frustration at the mention of the word ‘divorce’. Irritation, grievance, and disappointment piled up in his