Chapter 280: Tristan, Are You Crazy?
After breakfast, Harriet went to Cloud Bay to treat Mason.
After the treatment, she didn't rush back to the hospital but went home first.
Originally, she wanted to clean up the messy bed from last night, but didn't expect the servants had already tidied it up.
"Mrs. Lancaster, would you like something to drink?" One of the servants came forward and asked.
"I'm a bit tired, get me an iced coffee."
"Yes."
Soon, the servant returned, "Mrs. Lancaster, we're temporarily out of iced coffee. I don't know what happened, but all the ice has been used up. It's really strange."
Harriet suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but laugh.
"It's fine, just bring me a hot one then."
"Yes."
Harriet took her coffee upstairs, packed some things Tristan needed, and returned to the hospital.
Tristan was leaning against the hospital bed, looking at his phone seriously.
"What's wrong?" Harriet asked. "Did Quinlan cause more trouble?"
Tristan responded, "She's too overwhelmed now to cause any trouble."
Harriet walked forward and accidentally caught a glimpse of what he was searching on his phone.
[How should a father win his daughter's heart]
Harriet froze.
She put down what she was holding, sat in the chair by the bed, crossed her arms, and looked at him seriously.
"Tristan, stop researching how to win your daughter's heart. I have something to ask you."
Tristan turned his head, saw Harriet's expression, and raised an eyebrow. "Mrs. Lancaster, you look like you're about to interrogate me."
"I am going to interrogate you," Harriet said seriously. "Tristan, did you make yourself get a fever on purpose?"
Tristan was curious. "Why would you suddenly say that?"
"You've always been healthy and don't get fevers easily." Harriet analyzed. "More importantly, you were home alone these past few days, and suddenly all the ice at home was used up. Were you eating ice like it was food?"
"So you must have taken ice baths to make yourself get a fever. You knew very well that if you didn't show up for three days, Ryder would get worried and definitely come ask me for help."
"Tristan, you did it on purpose!"
Tristan didn't deny it. "Honey, go ahead and hit me."
Harriet: "Do you think I won't dare?"
Tristan leaned his head forward. "Go ahead and hit me, just don't hurt your hand."
Harriet felt helpless.
"Tristan, are you crazy?" Harriet said angrily. "Hurting your own body, even stabbing yourself with a knife - do you really want to die?"
"If I didn't do this, would you soften?" Tristan smiled. "Harriet, I was just betting- betting that you couldn't bear to let me die. Turns out, I bet right."
Harriet's heart was filled with mixed feelings.
"Stop being angry, okay?" Tristan held her hand. "I know I was wrong. I won't do this again. Can you forgive me this once?"
Harriet didn't speak.
Tristan pulled her into his arms. "Honey, don't ignore me. Although we've been married for years, we were apart for at least six years. We've missed too much time to love each other properly."
Harriet's eyes felt sore and stinging.
She closed her eyes, letting tears fall onto his chest.
Suddenly, someone knocked on the hospital room door.
When Nolan opened it and saw the scene before him, he smiled knowingly.
"Harriet, Della is awake. She's looking for you."
"I'll go right away." Harriet stood up, wiped the tears from her face, and said to Tristan, "You rest first. I'll go check on Della."
"Okay."
Harriet followed Nolan out. After leaving the room, she called out to him, "Nolan."
Nolan stopped and turned to look at her. "What is it?"
"That day, you did it on purpose, didn't you?"
"Which day?" Nolan asked
"The day you had your episode, when Tristan saw us hugging."
"Yes," Nolan admitted frankly. "You two were just one step away. Of course, I had to give you a push."
"You kept avoiding it, not daring to face your own heart. Even if I wanted to push, I couldn't."
"But Tristan is different. With his personality, he couldn't handle that kind of provocation."
Harriet fell silent.
"Now it's good." Nolan smiled. "You've made up, and I can finally relax. Even if I died now, I could rest in peace."
Harriet immediately said, "Don't say such unlucky things."
"Harriet, don't overthink it. Actually, I wanted you two to make up partly for selfish reasons." Nolan smiled. "Taking care of two children alone would be very hard for you. With Tristan around, Chase can get better care. Harriet, while you're alive, cherish what you have."
"I understand." Harriet's lips curved slightly. "No matter what, I need to thank you."
"We're friends, we're family. No need to thank me."
Harriet nodded. "Let's go see Della."
After Apex Global Group reported to the police, they began investigating Quinlan's serious injury case.
Within two days, the police issued an announcement.
The attacker who beat Quinlan had been arrested - it was actually the Stewart family's driver.
After two days of interrogation, the driver finally confessed the truth.
It turned out Quinlan had paid him to beat her into serious injury.
When the news broke, it shocked the entire internet!
Quinlan's image as a pitiful victim had already collapsed, and now this news further proved the whole thing was staged by her.
All the online harassment that was previously aimed at Harriet now fell on Quinlan.
[Shameless people really have no limits - she was so ruthless to herself!]
[If she used these tactics and ruthlessness for good, she'd definitely be someone impressive!]
[Isn't she impressive enough now? Being a mistress is common, but stealing sperm to have a baby is rare - she's the first on the entire internet, she's really something!]
[This is hilarious!]
[Sue her! Send her to jail!]
[With Finnegan around, it'll be hard for Quinlan not to go to jail - he's a legal legend who's never lost a case!]
[Can't wait to see Quinlan's final fate!]
[Harriet, become a celebrity! Please!]
[Quinlan should die!]
Quinlan looked at the online comments, so angry that her hand holding the phone was shaking!
She quickly issued a statement, claiming she really had been kidnapped and whipped into serious injury!
Netizens quickly refuted this, saying her medical report showed no signs of being whipped, and that she was lying.
What followed were even harsher insults and online harassment.
Quinlan screamed and violently threw her phone!
Tristan's bodyguards had indeed beaten her into serious injury, but there were indeed no whip marks on her body - only severe internal injuries.
To make things bigger, she had the driver beat her nearly to death.
But the hospital couldn't tell whether her internal injuries were from whipping or from the driver's beating, and no one believed what she said!
Quinlan broke down crying, "Tristan, why are you doing this to me! What's wrong with loving you! What's wrong with having a child for you!"
"That bitch Harriet only gave birth to a daughter who can't even inherit the family business! My Wilder should be the only heir to Apex Global Group!"
Harriet was browsing online drama on her phone when she found her inbox flooded with messages asking her to become a celebrity.
Netizens even said it didn't matter if she couldn't sing or act - she just needed to stand there.
Harriet laughed. "Tristan, maybe I should change careers and become a star. It makes money faster than being a doctor."
"No way." Tristan refused without hesitation. "What our family lacks least is money. You don't need to earn that little bit."
Harriet: "Mr. Lancaster is so wealthy."
Harriet put away her phone and unwrapped the bandages on his hands. "Good thing it's already scabbed over, but I still need to apply some ointment and keep it wrapped. This way it'll heal faster and won't leave scars."
"Okay."
As Harriet applied the medicine, she said, "You were too impulsive. The landslide that day was very serious, and it could collapse again at any time. You stayed at the site all night - something could easily have happened."
"I thought you were buried underneath. Time was urgent, I couldn't think about anything else." Tristan looked at her. "Thank goodness you're okay."
Harriet lost focus.
Perhaps that morning, her heart had already begun to waver.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have rushed to the site to find him.
"What's wrong?" Seeing her silent, Tristan asked, "Something on your mind?"
"Nothing." Harriet's lips curved slightly. She finished bandaging his hands. "I've moved Mr. Mason Romanov's treatment time to the evening. I need to go now."
"I'll go with you."
"No need, the bodyguards can accompany me."
"I'm almost fully recovered. I'd better go with you." Tristan threw off the covers to change clothes. "The Romanov family isn't as simple as you think. I'm not comfortable with just bodyguards."
Harriet didn't refuse.
After arriving at the Romanov family's villa, Harriet first went to the kitchen to check on the servants preparing the medicine. Tristan went upstairs.
Soon after, Caspian came home.
When Harriet went upstairs with him, Tristan was chatting with Mason in the master bedroom.
The atmosphere seemed quite good.
"Ms. Getty, you're here." Mason greeted with a smile.
Harriet stepped forward, opened her medical kit, and took out treatment tools to sterilize.
"Thank you for making the trip every day, Ms. Getty."
"It's my duty." Harriet smiled. "The Romanov family's painkiller is indeed remarkably effective. As an exchange, I should naturally do my best for you."
"Glad it's useful," Mason replied politely.
Even if the Romanov family hadn't voluntarily offered the medicine in exchange with Harriet, Tristan would probably have obtained it at any cost.
He had indeed had a very pleasant conversation with Tristan just now. Tristan was a rare business genius - even Caspian, whom he had personally trained, probably couldn't match him.
And Tristan's depths were unfathomable.
This kind of person - even if he couldn't be a friend, absolutely couldn't be an enemy.
Just like earlier, they had chatted pleasantly, but the gun Tristan carried could still be drawn at any moment and aimed at him.