I'm pregnant Sir Behave Yourself by Daphne

Chapter 3387 What Proof Is Needed

Luca instantly understood the situation. It was about Hera.

Hera was someone Abel valued, possibly as a future corneal donor for Kassy. While Abel might not love Hera now, he certainly took her health seriously.

In a calm tone, Luca explained, "She was hospitalized due to inflammation that caused a fever."

Abel furiously flung his half-smoked cigar at her.

The glowing embers singed her clothes, leaving a small burn mark.

She instinctively stepped aside.

Abel roared, "What kind of care is this?! I told you to look after her! Is this how you handle things?"

Luca was perplexed. When did he ever tell her to look after Hera?

Besides, she did take care of her."When Ms. Sanchez fainted last night, she already had a low-grade fever. I diagnosed her condition as inflammation and prescribed anti-inflammatory and fever-reducing medication. I also emphasized that she needed to take oral anti-inflammatory drugs. She didn't trust me and threw out Mr. Shanks' medication, which led to her condition worsening."

Luca deliberately mentioned Shanks' involvement, ensuring her actions would be beyond reproach since Abel trusted Shanks' expertise implicitly.

Abel's face darkened further. He narrowed his eyes as he looked at the woman in front of him. Shanks' medications were unquestionably reliable.

The fault indeed lay with Hera's own choices.

If it was not for her negligence, she would not be suffering now.

Still, needing an outlet for his anger, Abel coldly snorted and accused, "It's still your fault. If you had been more attentive, she wouldn't have fallen ill in the first place!"

Luca almost laughed at the absurdity of the accusation. Realizing he would not back down, she retorted without hesitation, "Ms. Sanchez's inflammation is a result of overindulging in intimate activities. Mr. Abel, you can't possibly blame me for that."

Abel's expression turned livid.

Intimate activities?

Had Hera betrayed him?

However, then he recalled how rough he had been during one of his fits of anger.

Hera had complained of discomfort, yet he had ignored her.

The situation could not possibly be pinned on Luca.

Abel's face darkened. Even though he was sure that Hera had not betrayed him,

he still needed to find someone to vent his anger on.

Abel ordered one of his

Shortly after, everyone except Shanks gathered in

sat with an

too loudly, afraid of drawing

Hera had

guess that

to do with any of them, and no one was willing to bear

on the crowd. His stare

feeling a

most likely that person would be Luke,

Luca's heart raced...

eyes were now on

seen it, and some even felt jealous. They wondered why a plain-looking man like him had

she was an

jealousy would

aware that everyone's eyes were on him, knew that he could

and unbothered, showing no signs of

that he had done nothing wrong, so there was no need to

tightened in

Luke, she would have to remain silent and not speak

and their precious daughter would undoubtedly

her lip, bracing herself for what Abel might

gloomy. His icy blue eyes flickered with a

responded indifferently, showing no sign

fear or

slight smirk on his lips. "Oh, you're not

nothing happened, what's there to

approval, a chilling laugh escaping him. "Fine, you won't admit it. I'll make you confess. Bring me

sir," one of the men beside him

beat. She almost said something,

silently warning her not

though it was

back, her nails digging into her palms

focus was on

and handed it

and swung it with a

the floor with a

the room flinched instinctively, as though the

them.

dared not speak

Luke. "You. Step