Chapter 111: Chapter 111: Wife Gone, Child Lost
"Julian, I’ll give you a surprise tomorrow!"
"Julian Fordham, why did you do this? We were so close... just a little bit more..."
Julian Fordham finally understood what Victoria Monroe meant by surprise that day.
She barged into the office, excited to tell him about her pregnancy, only to see Rachel Hayes.
Upon learning Rachel Hayes was pregnant with his child, she hid her own pregnancy.
That night, she wanted to abort the child, but in the end, she decided to keep it. She wanted to give birth to the child.
Julian Fordham dropped to his knees, clutching the paper with trembling fingers.
An.
Among many beautiful names, she chose this character, all she desired was the child’s safety.
But he had ruined it all!
What was he doing while she suffered morning sickness during pregnancy?
Questioning her relationship with Rhys Hawthorne!
Trapping her in the bathtub all night!
Even wanting to force her to do an ultrasound, to make her conceive his child via IVF!
For the sake of the company and his image, he disappointed her time and again.
At the moment he saw the camera, he thought it was live streaming and chose to save Rachel Hayes.
He wanted a child with Victoria Monroe so much, but when the child was there, he wiped it out with his own hands!
Water droplets rolled down onto the paper, indistinguishable whether they were Julian Fordham’s tears or raindrops.
Julian Fordham looked up at the sky and laughed, and in the storm, his laughter seemed especially eerie and terrifying.
Lana Jameson knew she had made a huge mistake, yet she dared not step forward to comfort Julian Fordham.
After wrapping up with Caleb Spencer, Autumn Fordham belatedly came downstairs. She had missed quite a drama.
Only to see the chaos strewn across the ground.
Camera crew in the rain, director, destroyed camera, shattered glass door, and the shocking poolside bloodstain.
And Julian Fordham laughing in the rain.
He was clearly laughing, but it sounded like crying, so heartbroken.
Even the usually aggressive Lana Jameson shrank back, saying nothing.
Rachel Hayes was soaked, daring not to move an inch.
The entire scene was so bizarre, as if a cloud of gloom hung over everyone’s heads.
Autumn Fordham, relying on Julian Fordham’s lifelong love for her, softly spoke, "Brother, stop laughing, it’s eerie. What happened?"
It was better she kept quiet, but once she spoke, Julian Fordham suddenly rose, his eyes bloodshot, staring at her.
Scaring Autumn Fordham into stepping back.
"Brother..."
Julian Fordham, clutching the paper, walked towards her step by step, surrounded by an intense aura of murderous intent, "Autumn Fordham, mom, my wife and child are gone, is this what you wanted?"
His chest churned with overwhelming emotions.
Regret, anger, pain intertwined.
All of it transformed into worry for Victoria Monroe, and it was only then he belatedly chased after her.
Everyone present was stunned, it felt as if they had just witnessed a melodramatic scene.
What in the world happened?
The wife Julian Fordham referred to seemed to not be Rachel Hayes but Victoria Monroe.
If that were true, then why didn’t he save Victoria Monroe? Why did he approve Rachel Hayes’ actions? And Victoria Monroe was carried away by Rhys Hawthorne! Fordham’s mother kept calling her daughter-in-law.
The outsiders saw it but didn’t fully understand, they felt it was fascinating but knew nothing when asked.
Which ones of these four are actually a pair?
After Julian Fordham left, the petrified Lana Jameson finally came to her senses and helped Rachel Hayes up, "Are you alright?"
Rachel Hayes trembled like a sieve, "No-no, I’m fine."
"You’re still pregnant, you should go to the hospital."
Mentioning the child, Lana Jameson instinctively glanced at the bloodstain left by Victoria Monroe.
She was scared, panicked...
She knew the matter had blown out of proportion and didn’t know how it would end.
But the damage was done, she couldn’t let Rachel Hayes lose the child she was carrying.
No matter what happens to Victoria Monroe today, Julian Fordham definitely won’t let Rachel Hayes off!
Rachel Hayes wasn’t foolish, after following Lana Jameson indoors, she immediately knelt down in a secluded place,
"Mom, help me, I beg you, only you can save me now! President Fordham will kill me."
Rachel Hayes raised her hand to reveal traces of cigarette burns, "Mom, look, this is what President Fordham left, now with Victoria Monroe’s incident, he will definitely finish me off!"
Before, even just a small provocation towards Victoria Monroe infuriated him, this time he definitely won’t spare her.
Just the thought terrified Rachel Hayes, this was her only way out.
"Mom, think about the fact I’m still carrying a Fordham Family child, help me!"
Autumn Fordham squatted in front of the bloodstain, seemingly forewarned, she asked the photographer, "Is this Victoria Monroe’s blood?"
The other was also scared stiff, afraid to speak rashly, recalling Assistant Woods’ warning.
This divine clash, they’re caught up in the aftermath!
His guilty eyes let Autumn Fordham guess the truth, it was Victoria Monroe’s blood.
Connecting Julian Fordham’s words "wife and child gone," Autumn Fordham realized she had caused a huge disaster.
She had always been passing information to Rachel Hayes; the official announcement day was her handiwork.
Yet she didn’t know Victoria Monroe was pregnant, she only wanted to help Rachel Hayes dampen Victoria Monroe’s aura; she didn’t intend for things to escalate this far.
Autumn Fordham thought about Julian Fordham’s gaze, she knew he would settle the score later.
These days she was already living miserably, Julian Fordham had revoked her credit card, making her incredibly tight on finances.
Autumn Fordham quickly went upstairs, entered Caleb Spencer’s room with chilling air.
Caleb Spencer had finished bathing, wrapped in a towel, droplets on his chest casually asked, "What happened downstairs?"
"No time to explain, brother Spencer, you must leave with me."
"Leave? I still have work."
"What does work matter? This program probably won’t continue, you should come with me abroad to lay low."
Caleb Spencer glanced downstairs, not knowing what had happened but sensing it wasn’t good.
With Autumn Fordham backing Julian Fordham, he dared not offend recklessly, patiently said, "If I breach the contract, I’ll have to pay damages, I..."
"I’ll compensate you, if we don’t leave now, my life will be at risk."
"Alright, I can go with you, but I don’t have much money here, we need funds to leave, don’t we?"
"I have plenty of jewelry worth millions, enough for us to lay low."
She’ll return once Julian Fordham’s anger subsides; since childhood, her brother cared for her the most.
In the pouring rain, everyone’s hearts were different.
Julian Fordham dashed to the hospital, reaching the private hospital entrance, standing in two neat rows were black-suited bodyguards.
A tall and sturdy masked man, exuding an aura of death unlike ordinary bodyguards.
His right hand held a black electric baton, his voice cold, "Mr. Fordham, please stop!"
Julian Fordham’s eyes blazed red, "Get out of my way! I want to see my wife!"
The masked man’s tone was utterly flat, "No need, Third Lord instructed, two days later, at 8 am, Mr. Fordham should be at the civil affairs bureau to collect the certificate, from now on, Miss Monroe’s matchmaking will have nothing to do with you."