The CEO's Wife Is Super Charming

Chapter 82: Chapter 81: The Choice

―――Early the next morning, South City.

A black car was still driving on the wide road. Along the way, Norman Bennett received numerous calls, but he didn’t answer any of them, eventually even turning off his phone.

Elliana Lyle didn’t have the heart to ask who it was; she just blankly stared out the car window in a daze.

From the rearview mirror, you could see several more cars, seemingly about to overtake them, and Norman Bennett uncharacteristically exceeded the speed limit.

Finally, with a screeching sound, the car stopped abruptly, forcibly halted by a vehicle blocking the way ahead.

A tall man in a suit with a buzz cut got out of the car, walking directly to the front of Norman Bennett’s vehicle. Elliana was so scared by the situation that she shrank back.

"Don’t worry, it’s okay," Norman Bennett reassured.

The window slowly rolled down to reveal a young man with an average appearance, marked by a prominent flesh-colored scar across one eye.

He bowed to Norman Bennett and then said respectfully, "Young Master! The Master says you should stay in North City. Please come back with us."

"Get lost." Norman Bennett’s eyes, as icy as ever, now glistened with a trace of fury, clearly irate.

The man outside the window, named Raymond Wood, is a reliable bodyguard of Norman Bennett’s father, Philip Bennett, also considered something of a lackey.

Hearing Norman Bennett’s anger, Raymond dared not confront him, instead keeping his head slightly bowed as he repeated, "Young Master, please return with me. It’s an order from the Master." Then he added, "Don’t worry, Young Master, I’ll make arrangements to send Miss Lyle back."

"There’s no need to try to pressure me with him, move aside!"

"Young Master! Please don’t make this difficult for us." Before Raymond could finish speaking, several of Norman Bennett’s bodyguards had already stepped out from the cars behind, numbering more than ten.

Raymond knew that if it came to a head-on confrontation with Norman Bennett’s men, they’d surely come out worse. After all, the current head matriarch is unable to have heirs, and the Bennetts would inevitably be Normans’s in the future.

After thinking it through, Raymond recognized the pros and cons, so he stepped back a bit and bowed to Norman Bennett, then returned to his car, driving away.

"Norman, was it Uncle asking you to go back?" As the car drove down the road, Elliana’s dazed almond eyes looked at the man.

"Mm! It’s nothing, don’t worry."

or emotion,

for a while at the man’s handsome profile, then absent-mindedly turned her eyes back to the car

continued to follow Norman from behind

time they reached the

provided any warmth, and the hospital entrance wasn’t as

pushed open the car door, her mind only on getting inside to see her mother.

Norman Bennett caught her just in time, preventing

up, careful not to aggravate her foot

man pushed her toward the

mother’s

she didn’t have time to care about that. What she didn’t know was that

go in now. She could only look inside from the window’s glass, where a group of

afraid, everything will be fine." The man held her tense hand tightly, managing to calm her down

she silently murmured, a normally non-religious person now finding herself praying: Nothing will happen... nothing will happen, please protect

...

―――Half an hour later.

hemorrhage. Resuscitation failed.

scrubs, wearing glasses, said guiltily before slightly bowing his

utterly chilled Elliana’s

filled with disbelief, and her hands clutched

her effort

wheelchair’s armrests, her voice becoming

of life. Her lips were pale,

could not find words to say. Her tears broke

she become like this? She would rather not believe this dead woman was

his thumbs, though he couldn’t wipe them all away. His

the point of it all

She would never again hear her mother call her Elliana or see her mother’s

lightly uttered that one word, holding all she wanted to

the second time she had witnessed her mother’s passing. She couldn’t accept it. Why... why did it have

face flush purple from holding her breath, Norman hurriedly patted her back, hoping to

felt her heart filled with thorns and a heavy stone crashing down, leaving her unable to

"Girl! Girl!"