CHAPTER 39: CHAPTER 39: ONLY AFTER AN ENTIRE NIGHT DID HE LET ME GO

But thinking that the Xavier Group’s cardiopulmonary support device is about to hit the market, even if he knows I’ve consulted a lawyer to divorce him, what can he do?

Timothy Xavier and I rested in the emergency room for about two hours.

As the IV finished, the nurse came over to remove the needle, and we both woke up.

The nurse had just left the room.

Then I heard Serena Sawyer outside: "Nurse, may I ask if Zoe Ellison is in this room?"

"You... you’re Serena Sawyer?"

The young nurse was extremely excited and said, "Could you give me an autograph?"

"Sure."

Serena Sawyer was exceptionally gentle and kind to her fans.

She signed her name and walked into the ward with a fruit basket in her hand.

Had I not seen her previously venomous and mean private side, I might have been fooled by her gentle and lovely appearance.

But now, I really had no energy to exchange idle chatter with such a hypocritical woman, so I said to Timothy Xavier, "Your child’s mom is here to take you home. You should go!"

Timothy Xavier gave me a sideways glance, still sitting on the chair, and asked Serena, "Why are you here?"

Serena placed the fruit basket on the table and softly replied, "I just dropped Doris off at kindergarten, and on the way back, I felt guilty. If it weren’t for me saying the necklace was missing last night, Miss Ellison wouldn’t have been sick."

Timothy responded to her in a gentle tone, "This has nothing to do with you. Don’t overthink it, you should go back first!"

Serena’s beautiful eyes sparkled as they projected a gaze upon Timothy.

Seeing that he had no intention to leave, she continued, "I’m really sorry, Miss Ellison. We can just forget about the necklace. After all, it was originally a token of love from him to you."

Did that mean she generously forgave me, the ’thief’ of the necklace?

Since Serena insisted on being so shameless and clung onto me to disgust me, I could only follow her example and lie with my eyes wide open.

So, I weakly spoke, "Miss Sawyer, I sent Jenna to the master bedroom to help me find the ultrasound sheet from three years ago when I was doing a prenatal checkup. Jenna said the ultrasound sheet wasn’t in the nightstand drawer. I don’t know whether it was you or Timothy who put it away."

Serena looked at me in shock and said, "Are you sure you didn’t remember wrong? I didn’t see any ultrasound sheet in the drawer."

Indeed, she didn’t see it. Because everything related to my child, I carefully kept it safe. How could it be in Serena and Timothy’s bedroom?

I pretended to look puzzled toward Timothy Xavier, asking, "Did you see it? Did you put our child’s ultrasound sheet somewhere else? I always kept it in the nightstand drawer, I’m quite sure."

Timothy simply said, "I haven’t seen it. I don’t usually use that drawer."

Then, his gaze landed on Serena’s face.

It was the first time I’d seen him scrutinize Serena with such a suspicious look.

Serena was visibly flustered, hurriedly explaining, "Timothy, I didn’t take Miss Ellison’s child’s ultrasound sheet. I truly didn’t see it. Miss Ellison must have remembered wrong!"

Recalling the scene that afternoon when I was alone at my child’s burial, although I’m not an actress, tears still flowed down as I choked, "Miss Sawyer, I can let you have my husband. But could you please return that ultrasound sheet to me? It’s my only memory of my baby. I’m begging you!"

At this point, I seemed extremely agitated, unable to stop my tears.

Who doesn’t know how to pretend to be innocent?

Although the medicine for protecting the stomach had taken effect, and my stomach actually didn’t hurt, I still covered my abdomen, frowning tightly.

Just then, a doctor came by on rounds.

Seeing me this way, the doctor said helplessly, "Didn’t I tell you earlier? Patients with stomach issues must keep a calm mind and not get upset."

After the doctor left, I continued crying.

Serena was nearly in tears too, desperately explaining to Timothy that she hadn’t seen the ultrasound sheet.

But this time, Timothy didn’t protect her with the same sympathy as before; instead, he simply said, "The paparazzi have been tracking you a lot less lately, and the rumor has passed. I’ve asked Jack Sullivan to find you a new place, and he’ll help you move."

Serena looked at him in shock, and then at me, her beautiful eyes full of disbelief.

Even I was surprised that Timothy would make such a decision.

"Timothy..."

Serena’s tears flowed like broken pearls, sobbing, "Why won’t you believe me? I really didn’t take Miss Ellison’s child’s ultrasound sheet. I’m innocent."

But Timothy remained unmoved.

Serena knew when to stop.

She wiped her tears, seemingly terribly wronged, and said, "If my leaving can make Miss Ellison happy, then I am willing."

As she left, she turned back to give me a deep look.

Timothy faced away from her, but I clearly saw the resentment and malice in her eyes.

I didn’t regret using such tactics against Serena at all.

Who told her to constantly disgust me for no reason?

But I didn’t do this to fight over a man with her, nor was it out of jealousy.

I am well aware that Timothy and I are beyond reconciliation.

...

After Serena left.

Timothy said, "I’ll have someone check at the hospital where you gave birth to see if there’s a copy of the ultrasound sheet."

I paused slightly, feeling a sense of loss.

It seemed like it’s been a long time since anything I said or requested received any response from Timothy.

This time, he surprisingly remembered.

And yet, I no longer needed it.

Just then, Timothy’s phone rang again.

Since it was a weekday and he wasn’t at the office, work calls kept coming in.

During the first few calls, Timothy sounded calm and composed, like a leader reviewing the situation.

But just now, after hearing the report on the phone, his brow furrowed and he gravely asked, "What do you mean there’s a problem with the data? Do we have to delay the launch?"

The other end said something else.

He rubbed his temples, saying, "Okay, then just delay the launch for now. Cooperate with their investigation; I don’t want any more mistakes."

I usually don’t concern myself with his work matters.

But when I heard him say ’delay the launch’, I immediately became anxious.

Even though the Xavier Group launches many devices each year, I had a bad premonition in my heart.

So after he hung up, I tentatively asked, "Did the company encounter something tricky?"

"Yes, the device your mother uses ran into a problem during the final review stage before its launch."

He said lightly, and I couldn’t stay calm at all.

"Why?"

I pressed, "My mom’s been using it for over two years, and it’s been fine, right? There shouldn’t be any issues!"

He hesitated, looking at me with a deep, probing gaze, "Whether or not this device launches, your mother won’t be affected. Why are you worried?"

Only then did I realize my reaction was too intense earlier.

"I... I mean, the device is so advanced, and the Xavier Group has put so much effort into it. It’s a pity to get stuck at the last minute."

I babbled on, "Moreover, there are so many patients waiting for it to be released; their lives depend on it."

Timothy finally set aside his doubts and said to me, "There’s nothing we can do; lately, someone’s been sabotaging Xavier Group. But, these are just trivial tactics that don’t need to be taken seriously."

He was confident he could resolve everything, but there was an undercurrent of hostility in his tone.

I couldn’t help but wonder whether the person applying these tricks was Ethan Xavier?

Or was it the gentleman who saved me at the construction site last time?

However, the most important thing to me now was when exactly that device would launch.

This determined when I could finally confront Timothy and get a divorce.

Seeing that he was willing to talk to me for a moment, I cautiously asked, "Then... when are you planning to delay the launch until?"

Timothy’s deep gaze fixed on me, his tone tinged with suspicion, "Since when were you so concerned about the Xavier Group’s business?"