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Forgotten Love: Mr. President, Mrs. Fordham Has Rejected You!

Chapter 28: She Doesn’t Want This Man Anymore

Author: Lan Yao
updatedAt: 2026-01-11

CHAPTER 28: CHAPTER 28: SHE DOESN’T WANT THIS MAN ANYMORE

"Which group do you want to release first?" He took another step closer, narrowing the distance between them instantly.

The crisp scent of cedar from him was faintly perceptible.

"It’s mainly for the treatment of lung cancer," Stella Grant continued, "Also, I will open cooperation with all qualified medical institutions."

Andy Lockwood furrowed his brows tightly.

"This... this will have many people competing to use it, this is your hard work, and it’s Bluebird’s core technology! This isn’t in the plan."

"Publishing the equation is the first step, and also the [bait]. I’m aiming to catch the biggest fish."

"Using yourself as bait?" The man’s voice lowered, with obvious disapproval.

"Originally, I researched this equation just to save one person." Stella Grant’s eyes softened,

"Now, I hope it can save more lives, which is also the original intent of a doctor."

Yes, she initially did it to save Aiden Fordham’s grandfather.

The year before her marriage to Aiden Fordham, Grandma Prescott was still around.

She had already learned from Grandma that Steven Fordham was in the late stage of lung cancer, with no more than a year to live.

When Aiden Fordham was 10, there was a serious car accident; his father died on the spot to protect him.

Since then, his mother’s personality changed drastically, treating him like a jinx, ignoring him.

She would beat and scold him at times, so his relationship with his mother was terrible!

Fortunately, his grandfather protected him so he could grow up safely; his grandfather was his lifeline!

Later, upon finding out Steven Fordham had lung cancer, he took a month’s leave from school. When he returned to F-Country, he forced himself to complete three years of education in one year and successfully earned a double degree.

And her first equation was aimed at the treatment of lung cancer.

When Steven Fordham was critically ill, Grandma Prescott went to see him, and they cried in each other’s arms.

The two elders had known each other since childhood, loved each other for a lifetime, but were forcefully separated by family circumstances.

In the end, they arranged her marriage to Aiden Fordham, as a way to continue the regrets of their lives.

Aiden Fordham was willing to marry her largely to fulfill his grandfather’s wish.

A year after their marriage, Steven Fordham gradually regained health.

His lung disease miraculously healed... Aiden Fordham couldn’t understand it!

He devoted himself more seriously to researching intelligent healthcare!

In fact, she had been treating Grandpa with medication, and his backyard was filled with half-flowers she personally planted...

Sadly, Grandma Prescott didn’t live to see such a beautiful scene.

Thinking of Grandma Prescott, Stella Grant’s eyes reddened...

She took a deep breath to regain some composure.

"If I just keep it by my side, or use it to make a profit, then how am I different from the Chris Family?"

Her words were like a heavy hammer, striking hard on Andy Lockwood’s heart.

He looked at Stella Grant in front of him, as if seeing a dazzling light emanating from her.

"Okay, everything will be according to you. But the core data of the third phase should only be available to partners."

He said softly, with a tone full of indulgence.

"Alright, it’s settled then."

Stella Grant’s lips curved slightly, revealing a faint smile.

"Then you should prepare well for the summit speech." His eyes were filled with hidden affection for her.

"Don’t worry, I won’t embarrass you."

Andy Lockwood’s gaze was passionate; she would never let herself be embarrassed.

Because, in his heart, she was akin to a deity.

"Will the Chris Family send someone to the summit this time?" she asked again.

"Yes, their representative is Chris Lowell," Andy Lockwood placed a document before her, "A very difficult guy."

Stella Grant took the file, looked up, and a sharp glint flashed in her eyes.

"Then it’s even more interesting," she chuckled softly, a confident curve appearing at the corner of her mouth.

"Senior brother, take me to the lab to have a look."

"Okay!"

...

The night grew deeper, and steam filled the air in the newly opened hot pot city.

Stella Grant, Vivi Sterling, and Cindy Chandler sat around a table, as the red oil broth bubbled enticingly.

"This place tastes really good!" Cindy Chandler picked up a slice of tripe, dipped it up and down in the boiling soup, then stuffed it into her mouth, closing her eyes satisfyingly, "Eating hot pot with you is the pinnacle of life!"

The table was filled with dishes: fatty beef, tripe, brain... a plethora of choices.

"Isn’t it great? Sticking with your sisters means you get to eat well." Vivi Sterling raised an eyebrow proudly.

"Vivi, you’re getting more beautiful, thank you for always helping take care of senior sister, let’s have a toast."

Cindy Chandler raised the red wine glass in front of her.

When senior sister was pursuing her doctorate in F-Country, Vivi visited a few times and brought them lots of delicacies.

"Cheers!" Vivi Sterling responded immediately.

Stella Grant picked up her juice, her lips curled, clinked glasses with them.

The clear sound of clinking glass was particularly pleasant in the bustling hot pot city.

Suddenly, Stella Grant took out a delicate box from her bag and handed it to Vivi Sterling, saying it was a birthday gift for Elder Hawthorne, reminding her to ensure it got worn.

Vivi Sterling nodded, naturally knowing what was inside; the Hawthorne Family owed her a big favor this time.

The three women ate and chatted at the table when suddenly, Vivi Sterling’s phone screen lit up wildly.

[Ding Dong——][Ding Dong——][Ding Dong——]Several message alerts chimed in rapid succession.

"Who is it, in such a hurry?" Vivi Sterling frowned, picking up her phone.

Just a glance, her expression changed, and she slammed the phone on the table.

"Damn it!"

A low curse, filled with intense displeasure.

"What’s wrong?" Cindy Chandler curiously leaned over.

Vivi Sterling directly turned the phone screen to them, in a very intense tone:

"That white lotus, Corinne Kensington, has come back from the dead and climbed up the ranks! Look at these trending searches, what the hell are they writing, can’t bear to look!"

#Aiden Fordham and Corinne Kensington ’meeting’ dance in a restaurant#

#President Fordham officially announces relationship for the first time#

#The Fordham Group supports Best Actress Corinne Kensington#

#Corinne Kensington advances to become Magnate Fordham’s official girlfriend#

#Best Actress Kensington will be the future President’s wife of The Fordham Group#

Five full trending searches dominated the top of the list, with a bright red "hot" icon following them.

Upon opening the first one, there were several high-definition photos: under dim and ambiguous lighting, Aiden Fordham in a bespoke suit, embracing Corinne Kensington in a white evening gown, dancing gracefully.

The background was a luxuriously decorated French restaurant, with a huge crystal chandelier and a floor covered in rose petals.

The pictures were taken with extreme beauty, each one like it was meticulously chosen, vividly showcasing the "deep affection" between the two.

"’Meeting’? Isn’t that the top-notch French restaurant in Meritopia? It’s a membership-only place, regular people can’t even touch the door, let alone take photos?" Cindy Chandler clicked her tongue.

Vivi Sterling sneered, "Indeed. The news mentioned that Aiden Fordham booked the entire ’Meeting’ tonight just to have dinner and dance with his ’beloved’.

Tsk, tsk, even with the venue booked, to have photos taken from so many tricky angles and with perfect lighting, who’s going to believe it wasn’t staged?"

This time, the tide completely turned!

The previous scandalous rumors about Corinne Kensington, "seducing Young Master Grant" and "Best Actress with a white lotus facade," vanished without a trace, as if they never existed.

In their place were overwhelming articles praising Corinne Kensington’s beauty, kindness, excellent acting skills, and her being a perfect match with Aiden Fordham.

Those media outlets that previously exposed her were now as silent as a cicada in winter, scrambling to change their stance, desperately waving flags and shouting for "Mrs. Fordham," fearing to face repercussions from The Fordham Group later.

The internet in Meritopia was once again abuzz because of this "perfect couple," nearly paralyzed.

The media circle experienced a small-scale earthquake, with everyone on edge.

"The Fordham Group’s public relations personally took action," Vivi Sterling gritted her teeth, "Aiden Fordham is willing to lose face just for her!"

Cindy Chandler looked at the news, then cautiously glanced at Stella Grant.

Stella Grant seemed completely oblivious, as if she hadn’t seen or heard anything.

She called for the waiter, "Please add one more portion of beef and one of shrimp paste."

Cindy Chandler: "..."

’Meeting’ was ultimately a place she couldn’t go!

Aiden Fordham, this man, she no longer wanted!

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