CHAPTER 136: CHAPTER 136: HECTOR CHAUCER, IT HURTS!

Aiden Grant’s fists clenched tighter and tighter.

Veins bulged on the back of his hand.

All the lights in the city night were dazzling, but now they all faded.

All that was left was the desolation in his eyes, and Tiana Linden falling into Hector Chaucer’s arms on the zebra crossing.

He was so jealous of Hector Chaucer at this moment.

And he was so regretful of what he had done to Tiana Linden.

Who is to blame for such an ending today?

Isn’t it all his own fault, his own stupidity, his own heartlessness and ruthlessness?

Christopher Grant, by his side, saw him in such pain and couldn’t help but pat his shoulder, sighing deeply, "I’ll go settle the bill."

After settling the bill, Christopher Grant noticed Jane Summers limping towards him.

"Jane, what’s wrong?"

"Didn’t you say you were going to the bathroom? What happened to your leg?"

Seeing his wife limping, Christopher Grant was heartbroken.

He quickly went up to support her, "Can you walk?"

Jane Summers cried aggrievedly, "It hurts so much, ouch..."

Her tears of grievance fell.

Christopher Grant bent his fingers, gently wiping away her tears, "Good girl! Don’t be afraid, let me see."

He effortlessly picked Jane Summers up in his arms and walked to the sofa in the restaurant lobby to sit down.

Then he squatted in front of Jane Summers, took off her high heels, and looked at her with concern, "It’s a bit swollen!"

The gentle voice carried Christopher Grant’s deep affection and tenderness for Jane Summers, along with his self-reproach.

It was all his fault for not accompanying her to the bathroom.

For not taking good care of her.

Christopher Grant held Jane Summers’ hand, "I’ll find some ice to apply on it."

Jane Summers thoroughly enjoyed Christopher Grant’s gentle and considerate care.

In front of him, she felt even more aggrieved, "Honey, it really hurts."

"I’m sorry, I didn’t take good care of you. Wait for me a moment."

Soon, Christopher Grant returned with a piece of ice, wrapped it in cloth, and applied it to Jane Summers’ swollen ankle.

Jane Summers complained tearfully, "Christopher, your good friend Hector Chaucer is so aloof. I sprained my foot, he clearly saw, but didn’t even help me, he’s just one big block of ice. I don’t know what Tiana sees in him."

Christopher Grant gently and carefully applied the ice while explaining for his friend, "You know very well, Hector is cold and indifferent to everyone, especially women. Otherwise, he would have had women by his side long ago."

Christopher Grant suddenly realized something.

He slowed down his hand, a bit enlightened, "Jane, do you think Hector has always secretly had a crush on Tiana?"

No wonder!

He took medicine from Sixth Young Master Chaucer but didn’t steal the M901 composition, instead giving it to Tiana immediately.

Hearing that Hector always had a crush on Tiana, Jane Summers was displeased.

She couldn’t help but frown, muttering, "How could it be? Tiana was with Aiden and even had a child, why would Hector secretly love her? I think they’re just having a fling."

With ulterior motives, Jane Summers added, "Christopher, you should talk to Tiana. She listens to you more, tell her not to be with Hector. Aiden suits her better. Hector, that guy, is really heartless. I wonder if he’s using Tiana."

Christopher Grant paused his actions and poked Jane Summers’ head, "What are you thinking of in your head? What could Tiana have for Hector to use?"

Jane Summers: "She’s the young lady of the Linden Family. After the truth of the medical research leak case was revealed, Uncle Linden and Daniel Linden can’t wait to bring Tiana back."

Christopher Grant: "Do you think Hector lacks wealthy heiresses around him?"

Jane Summers: "Anyway, I don’t support Tiana being with Hector."

...

In a corner of the restaurant,

Aiden Grant walked to a wishing wall.

This Japanese restaurant named Sakura Pavilion has thrived, firstly because their food is undeniably good.

The second reason is because of this wishing wall.

Since its opening over a decade ago, this whole twenty-meter-wide wall was filled with wishes made by customers, in chronological order.

Some prayed for children, some for health and safety, and others for a happy marriage.

In the past, whenever Aiden took Tiana to the Veridia branch, he would write down a wish to grow old with Tiana.

Back then, after settling the bill, he would write while Tiana watched nearby.

Tiana’s eyes were filled with him.

The past seemed like just yesterday.

In the blink of an eye, everything has changed.

Today, Aiden also asked a waiter for a wish sign.

He wrote down his biggest wish of the moment: to reunite with her as soon as possible.

Then, he asked the waiter to hang it up for him.

Behind him, being supported by Christopher Grant, Jane Summers looked at Aiden’s back and said:

"Christopher, the wish Aiden wrote must be about Tiana."

"Give me your phone."

Jane Summers took Christopher Grant’s phone and snapped a picture of Aiden standing before the wishing wall.

Then, using Christopher Grant’s WeChat, she sent the picture to Tiana.

Accompanied by the text:

[Tiana, look, Aiden still loves you so much.]

[Every wish he writes on the wall is about you.]

Tiana had just gotten into the car back to the hotel at that moment.

Seeing the WeChat message, she smirked coldly and replied:

[Jane Summers, enough is enough. If you really think Aiden is that great, why don’t you divorce Christopher and be with him, okay?]

It was obvious Jane used Christopher’s phone to send her that message.

Because Tiana knew, Christopher would never persuade her to reconcile with Aiden.

She had no idea what Jane was thinking.

It’s endless.

Seeing the reply, Jane Summers complained to Christopher Grant, "Christopher, what’s with Tiana? I kindly advised her, yet she tells me to divorce you and be with Aiden."

Jane Summers glanced at Aiden again.

This man was actually quite pitiful, even though he almost married Vivian Linden, the one he truly loved was Tiana.

In the past five years, Vivian Linden had complained to her countless times, saying that Aiden never touched her.

At the time, she even gave Vivian some advice.

Though none of it ever worked.

Speaking of which, Aiden was actually very devoted.

And he was extraordinarily handsome, unlike Hector’s tough yet gentle demeanor, he exuded an elegant nobility.

If Aiden hadn’t remained faithful to Tiana, despite Vivian being by his side every day yet never winning him over, Jane might have pursued Aiden herself.

But Jane knew her limitations.

What she couldn’t claim, she wouldn’t pursue.

...

A few people, one after another, returned to the hotel.

This was Tiana Linden and Hector Chaucer’s first night in Kaneport.

Also, their first night alone together.

After showering, Tiana Linden stood in front of the fogged-up mirror, reached out to wipe it.

Only then could she see her fair and delicate face clearly.

Perhaps it was the effect of just having taken a shower; her face was rosy.

Images of last night in Veridia came flooding back, when she was changing and was unexpectedly walked in on by Hector Chaucer.

Her breathing suddenly became a bit irregular.

Fearing another embarrassing incident,

She purposely buttoned her nightgown completely.

Only then did she push the door open and step onto the dark carpet to walk outside.

The door creaked as it opened, causing Hector Chaucer to naturally look up.

Two fair, jade-like bare feet stepped onto the dark carpet, leaving wet footprints as they cautiously emerged.

Hector Chaucer asked, "Why aren’t you wearing shoes?"

"My shoes got wet." Tiana went to the sofa, took out the iodine and cotton swabs she had brought in her suitcase, and then put on a new pair of shoes.

Last night, while wearing earrings, she accidentally tore the qipao Hector gave her.

It also scratched her earlobe.

Now, Tiana sat on the sofa, intending to apply some iodine to the injured earlobe.

Ouch...

It hurt even more than yesterday!

Hector walked over and took a look, "It’s festering, let me help you."

He picked up the cotton swab, dipped it in iodine, "I have to squeeze out the pus first, or it’ll hurt even more."

"Ouch..." Tiana frowned, "Hector Chaucer, you’re pressing too hard, it hurts!"

Her delicate face wore an expression of grievance.

Hector’s voice softened considerably, "I’ll be gentler now!"