Love Coming from the Least Expected

In the end, I hurriedly left the banquet hall without doing any painting with Remington, the legendary figure I admired so much. I did not even have the time to explain to him the reason I left.

If Monica died, this suicide would come between the love Christopher and I shared and our love would be blemished. Even if we ceased to care about it, it would remain as a wound and a thorn in our hearts which could not be removed.

When Christopher came to fetch me, he saw how lost I looked so he patted me gently on the shoulder and said, “Don’t worry. She’s going to be fine.”

“Is she all right?” I asked anxiously.

on Christopher’s face was rare. There was no devil-may-care attitude and his elegant lips were pursed tight. He was in low spirits and

reporters at the hospital entrance. Seeing our car approaching, they surrounded it, wanting to get some first-hand news. Fortunately, the Lane family’s bodyguards came on time and kept them at bay;

emergency room, Julia and the others moved about listlessly looking anxious and worried. When Mitchell saw me arriving with Christopher, he shouted angrily, “Christopher, why did you bring this woman? Don’t you think she has already caused enough misery for

tried to take her own life because of me and Eve, we should come and check on her,” Speaking harshly, Christopher

for you. Do you have no guilty conscience at all?” Mitchell was distressed. He looked at me

She is like a younger sister to me.

These words drove Mitchell

keep quiet for now?” Julia turned toward us, raising her voice. The way she looked at me was complicated. There was a lot of blame

not for me coming into

so many reporters know about Monica taking her

I went close to Sabrina and asked

around before talking to me in a whisper. “Monica was on the top floor of the hospital just now when she cut her wrist. Someone happened to video record that scene which she kept yelling that she