“Dear–”
He’d seen Petra’s body, naturally, so he hadn’t asked anyone to tell Dika Rothstein when she was trying to hide it from him at the time.
Obviously, if he had let someone go and tell her at the time, she would have taken it harder, but he didn’t know why, and ended up acquiescing to Dika Rothstein’s approach.
It was probably because the despair he felt back then when he learned that his parents had been blown up beyond recognition was so profound that he had a few moments of compassion in the end.
“Gwen Fox, tell me, is there a single thing in our past that makes it worthwhile for me to move on with you?”
She raised her hand to wipe the tears from her eyes and looked at him sarcastically.
Gwen Fox’s thin lips moved, but she found herself unable to speak.
Love?
But the love they’d shared in the first place had felt like a joke, too.
“There’s not much I can do if you don’t get a divorce, but there’s nothing you can do that would qualify you to come-”
She didn’t finish her sentence, but her whole body fainted.
Gwen Fox blanched and rushed over to hold her in place.
He caught Yolanda Taylor in his arms, reached down and scooped her up in a cross body, lifted his leg and headed out the door.
The people in the store look on, wanting to ask something, but before they have a chance to say anything, Yolanda Taylor is carried away in Gwen Fox’s arms.
Walking to the car, Gwen Fox looked down at Yolanda Taylor, her face was white and her lips were not as red as before.
He carried the person inside the car and reached out to probe his fingers between Yolanda Taylor’s nostrils, relieved to feel breathing.
“To the hospital.”
Gwen Fox held the person in place and spoke for the driver to go to the hospital.
Ten minutes later, the car pulled up in front of a private hospital going.
Just as the car stopped, the driver hurriedly got out and came over to pull open the door.
Gwen Fox held Yolanda Taylor into the hospital, the hospital is the Rodriguez family’s industry, Gwen Fox came before has given Ham Rodriguez called, Ham Rodriguez greeted, he held Yolanda Taylor just to the door, there are nurses have pushed the sickbed A nurse was already waiting with a hospital bed.
He carried Yolanda Taylor over and set her down, answering the nurse’s questions while looking at Yolanda Taylor.
His voice was very deep, and his face was so cold that no one could get close to him.
The nurse didn’t dare ask any more questions, but after checking, she realized that she had only fainted.
Yolanda Taylor was taken into the hospital room, and soon someone came in to draw her blood for tests.
After a bit of work, the medical staff inside the ward went out.
Gwen Fox looked at Yolanda Taylor on the hospital bed, thinking about what she had just said, she only felt a pang of pain in her heart.
Twenty minutes later, the doctor suddenly approached, “President Fox, there’s something I need to talk to you about.”
Gwen Fox lifted his leg and walked out, the doctor handed him the report card and then opened his mouth to speak.
Gwen Fox’s face was stricken for a rare moment, he looked down at the report card in his hand and his hand trembled as he took it, “Is it accurate?”
“Accurate President Fox, this …”
The doctor finished and glanced at Gwen Fox, “There’s nothing else I’ll go back first.”
“Uh-huh.”
Gwen Fox answered and turned to walk back to the hospital room.
Yolanda Taylor hadn’t woken up yet, and he glanced down at the report card in his hand again.
The expression on his face changed, and after a long time, he pulled out one of the report sheets, tore it up and threw it inside the restroom to flush it away.
Yolanda Taylor woke up already two hours later, Gwen Fox sat beside her, porridge on the side, very fragrant, she smelled it.
But she wasn’t in the mood for porridge, “Why won’t you leave me alone?” He looked at her for a few seconds before speaking in a hushed voice, “Dear, you let me think about it.”
Yolanda Taylor was stunned for a moment, not expecting him to let up.
She thought she was going to be stuck with him for a long time, but after an argument, he wasn’t as adamant as he used to be that it wasn’t going to happen.
He said he’d think about it.
Yolanda Taylor couldn’t tell if he meant it or not, “Gwen Fox, what are you trying to play again?”
“You talk a lot, and if continuing with me is going to cause you so much pain, maybe there’s no point.”
He said, raising a hand above his eyes to block his vision.
Yolanda Taylor pursed her lips as he suddenly softened and she didn’t know what to say.
Gwen Fox let go and took a bowl of porridge aside, “But I have a condition.”
Yolanda Taylor frowned a little, “What condition?”
“Three months, three months of us being at peace, and if you still don’t think it’s okay, I’ll let you go.”
He said the last four words almost through gritted teeth.
Yolanda Taylor looked at him for a moment, “Whatever tricks you’re trying to play, I just hope you don’t lie to me again.”
“If you’re really in that much pain, I won’t force you to stay any longer. Though, I really can’t bear to part with it.”
He said, scooping a bowl of congee for her, “The doctor said you’re malnourished, I’ll ask Lewis to hire a maid to come back tomorrow to cook for us, and from now on, we’ll all come home for dinner in the evening, okay?”
Gwen Fox’s tone was very light when she said something, as if she was coaxing a small child.
As Yolanda Taylor listened, she didn’t know why, but she felt her eyes getting a little hot.
He had never coaxed her before, in fact, she was also a very unproductive person, but if he was a little bit softer, she couldn’t bear it.
Yolanda Taylor huffed slightly and opened her mouth to take the spoonful of porridge inside her mouth.
She hadn’t been eating or sleeping well lately, and she had nightmares every night, and the ten days or so of cold war with Gwen Fox had taken a toll on her body.
Now that he was relieved, she didn’t want to torture herself like this anymore.
Three months, just three more months and it would be over.
“I don’t want to spend the night inside the hospital.”
She swallowed the porridge inside her mouth and looked at him.
Gwen Fox scooped up another bit of porridge, “We’ll go back after we finish the porridge, back to the villa.”
Yolanda Taylor didn’t refuse and opened her mouth to take the spoonful of porridge into her mouth.
She didn’t like the hospital, it was full of bad memories.
After Yolanda Taylor finished the porridge it was already 1:30 in the morning, the night wind was a bit strong, Gwen Fox carried her out.
She refused, but thinking of the request he said, she finally endured.
The road at two in the morning are very few vehicles, two people back to the villa has been more than two in the morning.
She had just slept for a while, but she had almost always slept and eaten poorly lately, and she was still sleepy even after coming back from the hospital.
“I’m going to take a shower.”
She glanced back at Gwen Fox, and Yolanda Taylor couldn’t help but be stunned for a moment to see him standing there looking at her, his eyes gentle and calm.
Hearing her words, he came over and reached over to touch her head, “Don’t faint.”
“I’m much better now.”
She wasn’t used to Gwen Fox like this and rushed to get her clothes and went into the bathroom.
Yolanda Taylor showered and went to sleep, probably because Gwen Fox was so relieved that she didn’t even have nightmares.
After four in the morning, Gwen Fox sat on the couch and looked at Yolanda Taylor on the bed by that faint light.
She was asleep, sound asleep.
He thought about what the doctor had said this evening, and his blood ran so high that even her desire for a divorce didn’t feel so bad anymore.
Yolanda Taylor now was like him back then, stuck in a dead end and unable to get out.
He believed that one day, she would recognize the reality, the past had passed, it was useless to pursue.
People should live in the present.
Back then he didn’t understand, now she doesn’t understand.
It was his retribution, but he recognized it.