Chapter 304: Treat Me Like a Fool?

Chapter 304: Treat Me Like a Fool?

The two of them cleared the air.

Mia wouldn't overthink things anymore.

People inside were already calling them to come in for dinner.

The two walked back holding the cat.

But just as they were about to enter, Mia suddenly had a mischievous thought.

She leaned close to Amelia's ear and whispered something.

Amelia's face suddenly turned bright red.

"Mia!" Amelia reached out and pinched Mia's arm.

Mia giggled and ran inside, hiding behind Dash.

They were playfully chasing each other.

Over there, Whiskers had returned to Briar and Otis, staring at them.

The two were tinkering with Whiskers' running wheel.

Whiskers usually liked to run on it when he had nothing else to do.

Whiskers meowed.

On the other side, York came out with a light tube. Just then, the doorbell rang. The butler went to answer it, and Alvin walked in.

He brought some things with him.

Seeing everyone tinkering with the wheel, he came over to look too.

In the end, the wheel was transformed into a cat-powered generator.

Xyla held a cat teaser, trying to get Whiskers to run.

Whiskers looked helpless, and started running anyway.

As the wheel turned, a small light on the side lit up.

A bunch of people gathered around to watch.

Alvin thought of something. He took out the wooden fox he had carved earlier.

Recently, he had hollowed out the middle, turning it into a carved-out fox.

Now it fit perfectly over the light tube.

It matched perfectly.

Under the light, a huge fox shadow appeared on the surroundings.

"Perfect!"

Soren captured this moment, while Hawk protected Mia from Amelia trying to tickle her.

Everything was great.

It was a wonderful evening.

Everyone sat down to have dinner together.

Amelia had just tasted a dish when she recognized the familiar flavor.

She froze slightly.

Wasn't this the cooking style of Mia's family chef?

But tonight's meal was made by Dash and the chef together.

Amelia looked at Dash in the distance, stunned.

"Is it good?" Dash smiled and said, "My cooking."

Amelia understood.

She lowered her eyes slightly and took another bite.

"It's delicious," she replied.

So the person who had been cooking for her all along was Dash.

The chef at the Wilson family who cooked so well was Dash.

However, since he was showing his skills at the Jenkins Villa, it meant he had completely let go.

Amelia understood in her heart.

She looked up and said softly to Dash, "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Dash replied.

They didn't say anything more, but both understood what the other meant.

York saw this but said nothing. He served her a bowl of soup.

Amelia looked at York and reached out to take it.

Looking back at Dash, he had already looked away.

He was talking to Mia beside him.

Amelia felt relieved.

This was good.

They could still be friends.

...

On the other side.

William had arrived at the hospital room where Isabella was.

At this moment, Isabella had finished all her tests and was confined to a room.

The results would come out quickly. She kept sending messages to Carl, stirring up a storm online.

As the door to the room opened, Isabella looked up.

She thought it was Rhys and wanted to curse at him.

But before she could speak, she saw William's pale, haggard face.

William sat in a wheelchair, pushed in by his assistant.

The two looked at each other. Isabella immediately pouted, about to fake cry.

"William, Rhys he..." Isabella said a lot, talking about how Rhys had people force her to get tested, but William just sat in his wheelchair, staying in place, not making a sound.

He quietly watched Isabella's performance.

Isabella's performance was like a mirror, reflecting his own stupidity.

Isabella performed her one-woman show, but getting no response, she found it boring and stopped.

Seeing Isabella stop, William checked the time.

"In about 5 minutes, your test results will be out soon," William said, his thin lips parting slightly.

Isabella immediately got angry.

"William, you don't believe me!" Isabella said loudly.

William's face remained calm.

Calm with suppressed anger.

"Isabella," William said, "I've always believed you."

What happened that day a year ago was too tragic. He had thought countless times that it was good the person who went was Isabella, good that Amelia wasn't harmed.

He often felt guilty about this despicable sense of relief.

His guilt toward her had blinded him.

So when Isabella said she only had six months left, he didn't doubt it.

He was also holding onto hope—he hoped that secret could be taken to the grave with Isabella's death.

"Once Isabella dies, everything will return to how it was." He often comforted himself this way.

So during this time, he had indulged Isabella again and again.

Even hurting Amelia over and over.

Hurting the person he had always wanted to protect.

"But Isabella, you've been lying to me," William said, seeing Amelia covered in blood before his eyes, his voice filled with hatred.

"I haven't!" Isabella clenched her teeth. She didn't look at William, her mind racing, trying to think of a way out.

The setting sun slanted into the hospital room.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

Rhys walked in with a doctor.

"Mr. Brown, the results are out," Rhys said, then looked at the doctor and gave instructions.

The two walked in, and Rhys closed the door.

This brought Isabella back to reality.

She looked at the doctor with fear.

What should she do?

Isabella panicked.

She cried to William, "William, please believe me, no doctor, okay?"

But William just looked at her.

"Go ahead," William said to the doctor.

The doctor nodded and brought over the test results.

"According to our..." the doctor began.

"The final result is that Isabella does not have stomach cancer."

Finally, the doctor gave Isabella the final conclusion.

The doctor was also nervous inside. He had heard about today's livestream.

He had also heard about the big fuss between Isabella and Amelia before, but now he learned that Isabella wasn't sick at all!

So William...

Wasn't he just being played for a fool?

"I understand," William said, his voice completely calm. "You can leave now. I have something to say to her."

"Yes," Rhys replied, then immediately left with the doctor, closing the door behind them.

Only William and Isabella remained in the room.

Isabella was still making a last struggle.

She cried, "William, they must have conspired together."

William came to Isabella's side.

"Isabella, even now, you're still going to lie?" William said coldly.

His eyes were red, filled with hatred.

The more Isabella struggled and made excuses, the more foolish he appeared.

"I don't know, William, I really don't know. I only knew I had cancer!" Isabella pulled out the excuse she had prepared.

She said, "I was deceived too! I..."

"Isabella!" William shouted sternly.

His voice echoed throughout the room.

"Are you still going to treat me like a fool!"

For this person, for such a stupid lie, he had accidentally killed his and Amelia's child and hurt her so badly!