Chapter 114: Chapter 114: Returning the "Child" to the Fordham Family
Assistant Woods knows the temperament of his young master. On the surface, he respects his parents, elder brother, uncles, and aunts, and loves his sister.
He is restrained and polite, with stable emotions.
Yet the overly perfect Rhys Hawthorne makes Assistant Woods feel fearful. He has no desires; in truth, he is deeply cold.
Only Victoria Monroe can pull him down from the lotus platform to the mortal world, as if he became a person, having warmth from then on.
In the past, he stayed out of things, only helping when Victoria Monroe needed assistance.
Now, that cold side of him has emerged.
Returning the miscarried child and blood-stained clothing to the Fordham Family, it’s sheer heartlessness!
The hospital room door remains shut, with nurses inside wiping her body and changing her clothes.
When the door opens, a strong smell of blood still lingers in the room.
Rhys Hawthorne steps forward to Victoria Monroe’s side; her face is as pale as paper, arousing deep pity.
"Feeling a bit better now?"
She nods, her eyes reddened, her voice hoarse: "I can’t continue tomorrow’s filming, Director Lancaster over there..."
"Don’t worry. I’ll handle it, no need to worry."
"Rhys Hawthorne, our plan remains unchanged. I need to leave Kenton. I don’t want to see him again."
"Okay, but you just suffered a miscarriage, your body is very weak and can’t endure long travel. If you fly, it will be easy for him to trace your path. Taking a ship to the island takes a week, so we need to wait for your recovery one to two weeks before we leave, okay?"
His voice is magnetic, extremely healing, and Victoria Monroe relies on him more and more. She nods, "I’ll listen to you."
In this world, besides her grandmother, only he treats her well.
"Good girl, you’re very weak now and need nourishment. Start with some soup."
Victoria Monroe just lost a child and is immersed in sadness; she doesn’t want to lose this one too.
Rhys Hawthorne sits by the bedside, feeding her whatever he had.
"It’s a bit hot. Drink slowly." Rhys Hawthorne blows gently before carefully bringing it to her lips.
In contrast to the warmth in the hospital room, Julian Fordham is kept outside the door. He doesn’t force his way in.
Julian Fordham returns to the Fordham Family, with a more important matter to deal with—to settle scores with that bitch Rachel Hayes!
Assistant Woods has already signed a confidentiality agreement with the production team. Director Lancaster is extremely regretful; who knew Victoria Monroe was the real Mrs. Fordham? That Rachel Hayes is an imposter!
With his relationship with Victoria Monroe, now such a thing has happened, he can’t absolve himself from blame.
Even though this program has already exploded, he dares not continue it.
With both Rhys Hawthorne and Julian Fordham holding him accountable, it’s not something a small-time director like him can bear.
When Julian Fordham returns, the bloodstains by the pool have already been washed away by the rain, as if nothing has happened.
But in his pocket, he still carries Victoria Monroe’s paper with her chosen names, reminding him of what transpired.
Lana Jameson is in the living room, uneasy and nervous. As soon as she sees him, she rushes to him, "The baby, how is the baby?"
Confronted by Julian Fordham’s murderous gaze, his lips curl into a grim smile: "Wasn’t the baby killed by your own hands? Mom, what on earth did Victoria do to make you push her into the pool?"
Lana Jameson’s face turns pale, "I..."
As she is about to explain, a man in black appears at the door, holding a black plastic bag.
"Third Young Master instructed me to bring something to both of you."
Julian Fordham immediately asks, "How is Victoria?"
The man ignores him, puts down the items, and turns to leave.
Lana Jameson seizes the chance to change the topic, quickly opens the plastic bag, and the sight of the conspicuous blood-stained clothes and the remnants of bloodied tissues fills her eyes.
The villa echoes with a chilling scream: "Ah!"