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Capítulo 58: 58: Get out

Sheril majored in traditional medicine and pharmacology in college. Sheena had been carefully training and grooming her all this time so that she could take over Harmonia Pharmacy in the future.

Thus, she knew her way around medicines somewhat.

She picked up the dark-colored pill and sniffed it carefully. A fresh and invigorating aura assailed her senses, instantly clearing and revitalizing the mind.

It felt as comfortable as taking a deep breath in the mountains.

Sheril's pretty little face turned serious and she stared at the pill, studying it intently.

A look of hesitation appeared on Melissa's mild and gentle countenance. "What's the matter?"

Sheril shook her head. Then, she asked hesitantly, "Can I have this, Grandma? I'd like to take it back with me so that I can study it and verify something!"

Mrs. Anderson nodded. "Sure. Take one with you."

As if she had just found a treasure, Sheril carefully put the pill into a bag, went downstairs, and made a beeline for the laboratory.

Seeing her leave in a panic, Sheena and Simon, who were discussing countermeasures in the living room, were taken aback.

Sheena frowned. "I'll go upstairs and have a look."

While Nora was driving home, her cell phone rang—it was an unfamiliar number. The moment she picked up, an angry voice from the other end of the call reached her. "Nora, where's the money? Didn't you already transfer it into my bank account? Why did they say that there isn't any money in the account at all when I went to the bank to transfer the funds today?! You no-good daughter! Now that you're clinging to the Andersons, are we too poor for your tastes? Are you thinking of ditching us so that you can enjoy life over there? Dream on!"

The smile at Nora's lips was wild and arrogant. "Dad, there's something I want to ask you."

"What? I'm warning you, stop dilly-dallying and transfer the money over now…"

Nora looked straight ahead of her with her fingers resting gently on the steering wheel. She had long since stopped feeling sad because of people like him. She asked calmly, "Was my mom blind when she married you?"

"?"

Before he could recover, Nora had already hung up.

The only reason why she had put up with him all these years was that she was afraid that he would mistreat her son. Now, she finally managed to let out her frustrations.

Her cell phone suddenly rang again. Nora cast a quick glance at it—the caller ID was still a string of numbers. She answered the call, but before the other party could speak, she said sarcastically, "Why are you calling me again? Are you dying? Are you trying to ask me to take care of your funeral?"

"…"

Upon hearing silence on the other end, she scoffed coldly. She was about to hang up when Justin's low, deep voice rang out. He asked, "Miss Smith, are you intending to take care of my funeral?"

In the hospital, the corners of Justin's lips curled upward.

Typically, apart from one's children, only their spouse would be involved in their funeral matters!

How intense of her. Even her confession involved promises of life and death.

Nora, "???"

It was only then that she realized that she had hurled insults at the wrong person. The string of unfamiliar numbers was Justin's phone number. Too lazy to explain, she asked, "Is something the matter, Mr. Hunt?"

The voice on the phone was deep and pleasant, and it resounded in the car through the speaker. He said, "I recall you mentioning that you wanted me to locate someone for you after you've cured my grandma?"

"There isn't need for that anymore," replied Nora coldly. However, a thought suddenly occurred to her—if Justin owed her a huge favor, then did that mean she could use that to ask for her son back?

Thus, she softened her tone and added, "It's an honor to be of help to you."

Justin stiffened slightly. "…"

He leaned against the wall along a hallway in the hospital, feeling good all over. It seemed like this was the first time she was speaking so amicably to him ever since they met?

He surprisingly didn't quite know how to respond.

Then, he heard her say, "Feel free to come to me whenever anyone in your family—especially your son—falls sick, Mr. Hunt. I have a daughter myself, so I'm very familiar with children's illnesses. Moreover, I always feel a sense of kinship toward your son whenever I see him, so don't ever feel too embarrassed to approach me for help. You can come to me even if it's just a small bout of flu, fever, or discomfort… You get me?"

By especially bringing up how he had a son and she had a daughter, was she trying to tell him that the two of them were a good match? That both of them were single but with a child?

The corners of his deep-set eyes turned upward again. The small brown beauty mark at the corner of his eye seemed especially alluring as he said, "Thank you."

The woman immediately replied, "Don't stand on ceremony with me. From now on, your son is also my son. I will dote on him like he's my own."

"…"

Listen to those shocking things she's saying!

Justin subtly changed the subject and asked, "I heard that news mistakenly got out that it was Mr. Myers who cured Grandma. Would you like the matter clarified?"

He had thought of clarifying the matter when his grandmother mentioned that it was all thanks to Tina that she recovered. However, when he thought of how she seemed to dislike trouble, how she kept her identity a secret, and how she didn't wish for her identity to be exposed; he had refrained from doing so.

Sure enough, he heard her say, "No, it's fine. Thank you."

"You're welcome."

After hanging up, the woman's wild and arrogant—yet always sleepy—visage surfaced in Justin's mind and his smile widened.

At this point, he heard a voice coming from behind. "Mr. Hunt."

Justin immediately reined in his smile. He turned to see his executive assistant, Sean Jenkins, standing there respectfully. He had a pair of glasses on. Unlike the talkative and naggy Lawrence, he was relatively low-key and reticent, and always went straight to the point when he spoke. He said, "Mr. Raymond has stepped down from his position as vice-chairman of the company."

Justin nodded. Before entering the ward, he suddenly looked at him. "Have you made a note of all those people who were cooperating with him today?"

Sean answered, "Yes, I've noted them all."

Justin's eyes were icy-cold. In order to fight for power, his uncle had surely bribed a lot of people over the last few years. The reason why he had allowed them to make a fuss outside the ward this afternoon was just so that he could note down who was on his uncle's side.

This time, he would get them all in one fell swoop.

Elsewhere.

Nora drove back to the Andersons.

After getting out of the car, she stretched and entered the living room.

As soon as she entered, she saw Sheena and Simon both seated on the sofa with stern and grave expressions.

She was about to ask what had happened when Sheena got up in a whoosh, picked up a teacup, and hurled it at her!

Crash!

The teacup broke into pieces on the ground.

Nora's expression instantly turned cold.

Sheena pointed at her and shouted, "What kind of medicine of unknown origin did you give your grandma?! After she applied it, the area around her eyes started to sting! She's not young anymore. Are you trying to kill her?!

"There's a ton of things I've yet to settle, yet you're creating more trouble for us. Why is there so much trouble the moment you're back? You're a jinx just like your mother!"

Melissa, who was supporting an unsteady Mrs. Anderson on the corridor on the second floor, interrupted her. "Sheena! Mom told you to stop."

However, Sheena replied, "Mom, you have to pay the price if you make a mistake! If we don't discipline her well, what if she ends up behaving immorally like Sis?"

Mrs. Anderson, who was leaning on the railing for support, looked furious when she heard her. A moment later, she shouted angrily, "Get out!"

Sheena looked at Nora. "Did you hear that? She's telling you to get out!"

The next moment, however…


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Capítulo 59: 59: Who do you think you're throwing out of the house

Mrs. Anderson took a deep breath. With a blank and empty look in her eyes, she looked in the direction where Sheena was and said, "I'm telling you to get out instead!"

Sheena was stunned. A moment later, her eyes widened and she turned to Mrs. Anderson and exclaimed, "What did you just say? Mom!"

The old lady clutched her chest and said, "You have no respect for your sister, nor are you kind or loving to the children. You're not welcome here!"

"Sis again! It's always about her!" A furious Sheena said, "Ever since we were children, you've always been partial to her! But Sis is already gone! All these years, I'm the one providing for you instead!"

Mrs. Anderson clutched the white cane tightly. Her lips trembled as she said, "No matter what, Nora was just trying to help!"

Sheena sneered, "Mom, do you really believe a stray child like her can cure your eyes? We've approached so many doctors over the years, but none of them could do anything. Why would she be able to? Do you really trust her that much?"

Mrs. Anderson was lost for words.

To be honest, she didn't really believe it, either. However, Nora meant well, so she didn't have the heart to refuse her.

Seeing that she didn't reply, Sheena continued and said, "You can't see, so you have no idea how red and swollen your eyes are! How is that supposed to be a medical treatment? She's obviously torturing you instead!"

Mrs. Anderson's eyes were completely red and the area around her eyes was swollen as though she was having an allergic reaction.

However, this was actually a sign that the ointment was working.

She hadn't been using her eyes for too long, so all the muscles there had already loosened and sagged. Without a more potent ointment, how would she be able to recover quickly?

Nora was about to explain when Mrs. Anderson said, "You don't have to say any more. I'm willing to let Nora give it a go. She said that my eyes will recover and I'll be able to see again in seven days. If I don't try it out, how would I know whether she can really do it or not?"

"You—" Sheena was so angry that her eyes were all red. "That's how much trust you had in Sis back then, too. She said she would be gone for a week, but in the end, she never came back! And now, you're also putting your trust in her daughter? You're so stubborn!"

She picked up her bag and walked straight to the door. When she passed by Nora, she looked at her repugnantly and said, "So, seven days, right? Okay, I'll come back in seven days, then. If your grandma's condition doesn't improve even after so much torture from you, I'm throwing you out of the house even if she kills me!"

"Aunt Sheena."

When Sheena was about to step out, she suddenly heard a woman's cool voice calling out to her and she stopped and looked back. The look in Nora's eyes was a little cold. The expressionless woman said in a low voice, "If I successfully cure Grandma's eyes, I hope you will apologize to my mother."

The way she spoke as she stood there put Sheena in a bit of a trance. She felt as if she had time-traveled and returned to a time over twenty years ago. That familiar and resolute figure…

Sheena reined in her thoughts and sneered, "Since you've inherited your mother's gift of the gab, I hope you've also inherited her talent in medicine… Otherwise, don't hold it against me if I show you no mercy!"

After saying that, she turned and left.

After she left, Mrs. Anderson sighed and said, "Don't hold it against her, Nora. She respected your mom the most back then, and this remains true even now… Sigh!"

Mrs. Anderson went back to her room as she spoke.

Melissa walked over and asked softly, "… Is it really okay for the area around her eyes to be so red?"

Nora patiently explained, "Yes, it's normal. It'll worsen during the next few days but will gradually fade after seven days. To be honest, it actually doesn't hurt."

Melissa was relieved to hear that.

Nora then yawned and entered her room.

After that, Melissa went downstairs, where she saw the nanny returning with Cherry. When she thought of how Cherry had made Sheena eat her own words the other day when she mocked her for being unlearned, she smiled and beckoned to her.

Cherry obediently ran over. "What's wrong, Grand-aunt Melissa?"

"Cherry, can you say something in Arabic to me again?"

Cherry had a huge question mark above her head. She replied, "But Grand-aunt Melissa, I only speak English. I don't know any Arabic!"

Melissa was taken aback. Was Cherry just acting that day?

She asked hesitantly, "What about your Mathematical Olympiad studies, calligraphy competitions, art competitions, and so on?"

A puzzled Cherry tilted her head and asked, "I've never even attended any kind of interest classes, so why would I participate in competitions?"

Melissa: "!!"

Seeing her hesitation, Cherry patted her little chest and said, "I'm not completely useless though, Grand-aunt Melissa! I know a lot of historical facts!"

Melissa looked a little better. She asked, "What kind of facts does our little Cherry know?"

"I know a lot!", Cherry triumphantly said.

"Who discovered America? Michael Fassbender!"

"…"

"Who invented the airplane? Tom Hanks and Colin Hanks!"

"…"

Half an hour later, Cherry waved and said, "Don't get too excited, Grand-aunt Melissa. I also know I'm super awesome, yeah! Take your time to calm down. I'll go play some games first!"

It was only after she skipped her way upstairs that Melissa finally reacted!

The corners of her lips spasmed as she glanced upstairs.

In the end, she could only heave a huge sigh!

It was all Sheena's fault for saying such mean things the other day anyway. Moreover, she even showed off her daughter's achievements, so Nora and Cherry weren't really to blame for lying to get themselves out of a pickle. It was just that their boasting was a little too exaggerated…

Also, if what they said about Cherry's education was a lie, then was Nora's claim about being able to cure Mrs. Anderson's eyes just now also a lie?

Suddenly, she wasn't so sure anymore.

Upstairs.

Nora took a nap after she laid down on the bed. When she woke up at night and played with Cherry, she suddenly missed her son very much.

He didn't respond even when she sent him a text message.

Nora became a little worried, so she decided to send Justin a text message: "Mr. Hunt, are you asleep?"

Justin had just come out of the shower. When he saw the message, his lips corner curled upward and he quickly replied: "No."

"Oh. Is your son asleep?"

Justin glanced at Pete's tightly shut bedroom door and replied: "Yes, he is."

He supposed that she thought they would only be able to chat after his son had gone to bed. Otherwise, he would have to take care of his son, right? That woman was surprisingly rather considerate.

Sure enough, after he sent the message, his cell phone beeped again.

He opened the message with one hand while toweling his hair with the other. Right away, his expression froze—the cell phone screen reflected only a single icy-cold word: "Oh."

And then?

Shouldn't they be looking for a conversation topic and continuing the chat instead?

Was she… being shy?

Justin coughed and sent a cold reply: "Something up?"

Three minutes passed. He didn't receive any reply.

Another five minutes later, he still didn't receive any reply.

Justin thought that perhaps his cell phone was broken, so he sent a message to Lawrence: "Lawrence?"

Lawrence, who was far away in some remote corner of the earth, replied: "Yes, boss? Are you allowing me to return?"

Justin replied: "No."

"…"

At the Andersons, Nora had already muted her cell phone and tossed it aside after she learned that her son was asleep. With Cherry in her arms, she fell asleep happily, completely unaware that a certain someone was tossing and turning in bed with a million thoughts running through his mind that night.

Seven days later.

Sheena came to the Andersons early in the morning. When the nanny told her that Nora was still asleep, she sneered, "Let her sleep, then. After all, she's going to be thrown out of the house once she wakes up!"

"Who do you think you're throwing out of the house?!"


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