Chapter 2: A chance encounter

I then realized, even my whole ears seemed to be burning, and I quickly broke away from his arms, "Yes, I'm sorry ..."

I forced myself to stand with the pain in my knee, the wound was a bit shocking, but fortunately it was no longer bleeding.

He looked at me askance, the corner of his eyes were indifferent, turned around and got into the car, drove away.

I was stunned, and a wave of guilt welled up in my heart.

A while ago I had almost confessed my love for him, but as a result, today, his girlfriend dumped him and married my dad.

It was ridiculous.

It was already a bit dark when I returned to the hospital.

I limped to a doctor who treated my wound and had just bandaged it when a passing nurse outside the door poked her head in, "Yorlien Green you're back? Your mom is being resuscitated ..."

I stood up miserably and asked hurriedly, "What's going on and which resuscitation room is it in?"

She explained, "I'm not sure, I think she suddenly had trouble breathing, she's in the resuscitation room on the 5th floor."

I was a little confused, and I hurriedly ran towards the operating room, as if a second slower, I would miss something most important.

I had just run to the door of the operating room when the door opened, the doctor looked solemn, "Your mother's health condition is very bad, she needs to be operated as soon as possible, otherwise if we find out more about today's situation, it will be even more dangerous."

My chest was tight and I quickly nodded my head and asked, "Okay, when is the earliest I can schedule surgery?"

He took the folder from the assistant physician and glanced at it, "Next Thursday would be fine, and the surgery will cost around two hundred thousand dollars."

"Good, then please help me arrange it, and I'll pay the money ... as soon as I can."

I responded and ran to the charge desk to check the balance in my mom's treatment card, only three thousand or so left.

After recharging the card for the last time, I didn't have much money left on me.

I walked back to the hospital room in a daze, the doctor's words replaying over and over in my head.

I wanted to cry, but when I saw my mom unconscious on the hospital bed, I tilted my head back and held back my tears.

I took out my cell phone and flipped through my address book, my fingertips finally stopped on Aidan Green's number.

After hesitating for a long time, she walked out of the hospital room and dialed the number.

Soon, a woman's cold voice came, "Yorlien Green?"

It was Viola Sabastian.

I fell silent and asked coldly, "Where's my father?"

She smiled and said, "He's having a good day, he's had a little too much to drink and is resting. Do you need something?"

My fingers whitened as I gripped the phone harder, "You put him on the phone."

She laughed softly, her tone sure, "Just as well you tell me what's up, he won't want to take your call."

I stood in the aisle and glanced toward the open door of the hospital room, my eyes moist for a split second.

My mom was still lying in the hospital, not even getting a divorce, and my dad was so high on getting remarried that he wouldn't even answer our calls.

I took a deep breath, "My mom needs surgery, it's going to be around two hundred thousand dollars, when my dad wakes up, you talk to him."

She sneered, "You just had a wedding in the afternoon, and now you're asking for money, you're too much of a bully, aren't you?"

I found it particularly funny and sarcastically said, "Viola Sabastian, teach me how being a mistress can be as shameless as you are. My parents didn't even get divorce papers, what kind of wedding did you have?!"

She snorted and laughed, "Divorce papers huh, your dad did it the day before yesterday, come over and see it anytime, I'll take a picture and send it to you if it's not convenient."

I froze, the day before yesterday my mom passed out for the whole day, I also guarded the whole day, it is impossible to do the divorce certificate.

I was about to retort when it suddenly dawned on me that with Aidan Green's connections, getting a divorce decree was just too easy.

My heart is like falling into the ice cellar, a moment of hate and resentment, but also for my mom is not worth it.

A sour feeling surged up my nose, I smiled, my voice bitter, "So, you guys said you won't pay out the money for anything, right?"

She didn't think twice, "Yes, I won't, and your dad even less."

A wave of sadness welled up in the bottom of my heart, and I was actually a bit glad that my mom was still sleeping.

If she were awake, how painful it would be for her to deal with her husband's heartlessness and Viola Sabastian's spitefulness.

Viola Sabastian, my father's driver's daughter, had been coming to our house since she was a little girl, especially during the summer and winter vacations.

My mom felt sorry for her as a single parent and always bought her clothes and shoes, everything I had, she had.

As a result, more than twenty years, in exchange for the end of the farmer and the snake.

She sneered again, "And, Yorlien Green, President Baron is just using you to piss me off today, so don't really take yourself so seriously."

I leaned against the wall and froze for a long time, and when I came back to my senses, the phone had hung up.

Yeah, Myron Baron's closeness was just a play.

I sat beside the hospital bed, looking at my mom's face without a trace of blood, my heart sinking ever so slightly.

In the past, casually a line of clothing are tens of thousands of The Green family big miss, at this moment, but by this area of 200, 000 to be difficult, really ironic.

When I was in a state of anxiety, my best friend Melody Lora called me and asked me to go to Night Bar with her.

I was tired and didn't really want to go, but since she had fallen out of love and the bar was crowded, I didn't feel comfortable not being there, so I agreed.

I walked over to the hospital bed, ready to charge my mom's cell phone before going over to Melody.

Inadvertently touching the fingerprint unlock button, I subconsciously swept a glance, the whole person froze.

The screen of the phone opened, and a picture of my dad and Viola Sabastian's wedding scene was visible in the WeChat dialog box.

I took a deep breath, shaking my fingertips as I scrolled forward, and there was an intimate photo of them together.

And the person who had sent the message, a friend who had only been added at noon today, hadn't had any conversation except for a few pictures.

Thinking of the nurse saying that my mom was resuscitated because of sudden respiratory distress, my heart turned over in shock.

What was the purpose of this person sending the photos over, was it to remind my mom, or did he want to gaslight my mom?

I shuddered, worried that he would send something else to irritate my mom, I wanted to just delete him, but then I thought, my mom might know him.

I had to put my phone on the triage desk and ask the nurse for a favor before rushing to the bar.

"Night" Bar is one of the more famous bars in N City, famous because it's ridiculously expensive.

There were already a few empty bottles on the table when I found Melody, her cheeks were flushed from drinking and she lunged at me, "Yorlien, you're still the best for me ..."

I righted her body and wiped her crying panda eyes, "Why did you drink like this, I'll accompany you home first, okay?"

She desperately shook her head, poured a glass of wine in front of me, "Drink with me."

I light breath, as if to vent something in general, end up fierce irrigation, choking tears out.

One glass after another, in the drunkenness of a certain moment, it seems to be able to get a short peace of mind.

Originally came to persuade her, but as a result, I was so drunk that I couldn't even walk steadily.

Coming out of the restroom, I slammed into a hard chest and busied myself with, "No, sorry ..."

He pushed back two steps on his wobbly feet and ignored me.

I subconsciously glanced up, my jawline was smooth and perfect, so familiar ...

Myron Baron? Drunk are hallucinating?