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

everyone except

with an ominous

breathe too loudly, afraid

knew Hera had been

that

any of them, and no one was willing to

with her?" Abel's gaze was fixed on the crowd. His stare hardened until it landed on

his gaze, feeling a surge

vent his anger on, and it seemed most likely that person would be Luke, especially since his eyes

Luca's heart raced...

were now on

even felt jealous. They wondered why a plain-looking man like

an

would

him, knew that he could not

and unbothered,

that he had done nothing wrong, so there

heart tightened

would have to remain silent and not

be exposed, and their precious daughter would undoubtedly

bit her lip, bracing herself for what Abel might

Abel's face was gloomy. His icy blue eyes flickered with a

indifferently, showing

shown fear or anxiety if

his lips. "Oh,

what's there to admit?" Luke

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

sir," one of the men beside

beat. She almost said something, but then she caught Luke's

was silently warning her not

as though it was

her nails digging into her palms without

entire focus was

the whip and

and swung it with a

floor

room flinched instinctively, as

them.

not

pointed at Luke. "You. Step