Love You Enough to Leave You

I knew it. Jennifer’s relatively pleasant behavior just now was too good to be true. “Ms. Larson, if you beg me, perhaps I’ll consider it.” Amelia gave her some attitude as well. Jennifer was momentarily dumbfounded, exclaiming in disbelief, “What did you say?” Amelia pointed to the ground and elaborated, “Ms. Larson. If you kneel and beg me, I’ll follow you to the hospital immediately. Otherwise, I’m sorry, but I’d rather go home and cook for my husband.” Jennifer took off her shades and glared vehemently at Amelia, her eyes seemingly calling the latter crazy. Amelia shrugged her shoulders and smiled nonchalantly.

“What? You don’t want to, Ms. Larson?” Without waiting for a response, she pushed back her chair. “In that case, I’m sorry. I have a lot of work to do, so I’ll get going first.” She spun on her heels and walked away, but she soon unexpectedly heard a soft thud behind her. Amelia turned around and was utterly shocked to see that Jennifer had actually dropped to her knees. Even the waiters in the café were stunned.

Amelia hurried over, wanting to reach out to help Jennifer up, but the latter stared at her with a resolute gaze and gritted out, “Now can you go to the hospital with me, Amelia?” Amelia flicked her eyes toward the waiters, who were rushing over, and said in exasperation, “Get up first. This is a public area. Everyone’s watching.” “Follow me to the hospital, then I’ll get up.” Amelia compromised, “Yes, yes. I’ll follow you! I was only joking. I didn’t expect that you’d take it so seriously.” With that, Jennifer got to her feet and returned to being her pompous self. Then, she explained to the waiters who had just reached them, “No big deal. I just twisted my ankle. All of you go back to work.”

Only then did the waiters retreat. Jennifer went ahead of Amelia to pay the bill. “Let’s go.” Amelia got into Jennifer’s car and called Molly after fastening her seatbelt. “Molly, just cook something simple and leave it on the table. I’ll go back and heat it up myself later.” Then, Molly said something over the phone that got Amelia saying, “Nothing. Something happened to a friend of mine, so I’m going to visit him at the hospital. I’ll be home once I’ve seen that he’s alright. I might not be able to cook for Oscar today. Call him for me, will you? Ask him if he’s eating.

can cook on my own. Alright, that’s all.” After ending the call, she turned to say to Jennifer, “Let’s go.”

Hence, she merely kept her mouth zipped. She was speeding the entire journey and almost ran a red light. If Amelia hadn’t reminded her, Jennifer might have even floored the accelerator. They arrived at the hospital in twenty minutes. After Jennifer parked the car, Amelia’s face had already gone deathly pale. Amelia side-eyed the other woman and complained, “Ms. Larson,

way to reason with an unreasonable person. She got out of the car with a shake of her head and took the elevator with Jennifer to the tenth floor. Coincidently, Cassie’s ward was on the

and looked up to see that his ward number was 1008, which meant that Cassie was only two rooms away. It was too much of a coincidence; she found it hard to believe. This doesn’t even happen in TV dramas and movies. Jennifer opened the door and urged, “Let’s go

in a displeased tone. Jennifer glanced at the unconscious Carter on the bed and clarified, “Mrs. Scott, don’t be mad. I went to her as a last resort. Carter’s comatose state these past few days doesn’t make sense. Even the doctors can’t find the cause of it. Besides, he’s been constantly mumbling her name in his sleep, so I brought her here. Perhaps she can, to a certain extent, help

the woman looked more confident and feminine after five years. Compared to Jennifer’s pure appearance, Amelia’s mature and alluring vibe proved even more lethal to men. This was the exact reason why his grandson was still so obsessed with her after so many years. “Indeed, it’s been a while, Ms. Winters. You’re even more beautiful than before,” Abel praised. Amelia was taken aback for a moment before she put on a benevolent smile. “Thank you, Mr. Scott. You don’t look a day

a gastric perforation, he developed a high fever during the night and was rescued by the doctors, but he then soon fell into a coma. Even in his state of unconsciousness, he’s still calling out your name. Save him. I beg you.” Amelia glanced at Faye with a complicated gaze and answered in a stand-offish tone, “Mrs. Scott, I’m not a doctor, so I may be of no help to Carter’s condition.” Faye suddenly grabbed her hand and cried out emotionally,

in your hands. I know I’ve done some terrible things before, and I’m sorry. As long as you’re willing to save him, I’ll do anything you want.

filial son. I know he wouldn’t be able to bear watching his mother cry.” Faye leaned against Jennifer and wept silently. Amelia took that opportunity to approach the bed. When she peered down at Carter, her eyes flickered with conflicting emotions. Except for his slightly pale complexion, there was nothing unusual about the man; he looked as though he was merely in a deep slumber. If she was being honest with herself, she would rather believe he was only sleeping than accept the hard