CHAPTER 37: CHAPTER 37: SHE ONCE SAVED MY LIFE

"Stella Grant!"

Aiden Fordham’s pupils suddenly contracted!

Marriage certificate, Corinne Kensington, anger—all were instantly thrown to the back of his mind.

Without thinking, he swiftly removed his tailored suit jacket, wrapping her fragile body tightly, then lifted her horizontally.

The person in his arms was light, weightless, only carrying the astonishing heat that pierced through the thin fabric.

Holding her, he strode downstairs with swift and large steps.

Upon reaching the lobby downstairs, he was entirely surrounded by the waiting media.

Flashes flickered crazily, stinging eyes so much they couldn’t stay open.

"President Fordham, is the lady you are holding Mrs. Fordham?"

"Is the news about the marriage certificate online true?"

"President Fordham, you and Miss Corinne... is it a publicity stunt?"

Questions swelled like a tide.

Aiden Fordham’s face turned steel blue, using the suit jacket to shield Stella’s small face tightly from the cameras.

He emitted an impenetrable aura, his icy gaze sweeping across the crowd.

Four bodyguards quickly stepped forward, forcefully blocking the pressing reporters and creating a path.

Aiden Fordham carried Stella Grant, quickly getting into the awaited car outside.

The car door slammed shut with a "bang," shutting out the outside clamor.

Inside the car, Stella lay in his embrace, her eyes tightly closed, her face as pale as paper, lips losing their color, only her forehead and cheeks still had abnormal flushes.

Aiden Fordham looked down at her fragile appearance, his heart filled with worry, previously vanished anger nowhere to be found.

His mind recalled her words before she fainted.

What did she mean by 12 years?

Clearly, they only met for the first time before marriage!

He reached to check the temperature on her forehead, astonishingly hot.

His Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, commanding the driver in a deep voice:

"Drive faster!"

...

The car reached Central Hospital, Aiden Fordham rushed out holding her.

The driver quickly called Keegan Lindsey and had bodyguards guard the hospital entrance.

Arriving at the emergency room, four doctors urgently measured her temperature and drew blood for tests.

"Why come to the hospital so late, already scorched to 41.2 degrees, quickly cool her down."

Aiden Fordham stayed by, not daring to leave.

Once her condition stabilized somewhat and the procedures were completed, she could be admitted to the ward.

Aiden Fordham, for the first time, signed his name in the family column, the word "spouse" made his eyes slightly red.

Before long, Stella was sent to a top VIP suite, he sat by the bedside watching her.

Watching the IV fluids slowly enter her body, his heart inexplicably felt a bit uneasy.

She stirred, mumbling:

"Little brother... don’t go, don’t go!"

"Little brother, when will you come back?"

It seemed she was dreaming, who was the little brother she was referring to?

Could it be Andy Lockwood?

He bent over, gently holding her hand, with his other hand softly stroking her hair, softly calling: "Stella Grant!"

She frowned lightly, suddenly tears slipped from the corner of her eye.

The sight scorched Aiden Fordham’s heart.

At that moment, a knock on the door echoed, Keegan Lindsey entered, carrying a delicate food bag.

"President Fordham, Elder Fordham has arrived at the company, waiting for you."

Aiden Fordham restored his icy face, "You stay here to take care of her, notify me when she wakes up."

He took a couple of steps, suddenly turned back, "Have someone investigate her childhood, I want to know everything in detail."

"Understood!"

Only when the door closed did Keegan Lindsey exhale a breath.

It’s rare for him to start paying attention to his wife.

Could there be a turning point in their relationship?

That Corinne is still bouncing around, it’s quite a headache!

However, the wife’s trump card was truly superb, throwing down a big red marriage certificate.

It shut up those brainless fans, this time Corinne was surely pressed into the mud.

Even though The Fordham Group was also thrust into crisis, President Fordham certainly wouldn’t put her first.

...

By noon, Aiden Fordham returned to the company.

In the top office of Fordham Group, the atmosphere was so tense it could be wrung dry of water.

Outside the enormous floor-to-ceiling window, the city remained bustling, but inside the office, the air was chilling to the bone.

"Limit down! A whole ten billion! Tell me, how do we wrap up this mess?"

Elder Fordham’s cane heavily struck the expensive floor, creating a muffled sound that made hearts tremble.

His chest heaved dramatically, his skinny finger pointed at the glaring stock market K-line chart on the table.

Aiden Fordham stood by the window, silhouette erect, yet exuding a sense of ineffable desolation.

He didn’t turn around, only gazed at the traffic flow outside.

"Hold a press conference immediately." Elder Fordham’s voice was hoarse, carrying an undeniable command, "Announce Stella’s status, she is the Fordham family’s eldest grandson’s wife, this news alone will bring the stock price back!"

Aiden Fordham sharply turned around, his handsome face devoid of expression, only a deep barely noticeable struggle in his gaze.

"Grandpa, doing so is too cruel to Corinne, if I actually do this, it would undoubtedly add insult to injury for her."

His voice was low, fatigued.

"Cruel?" Elder Fordham coldly laughed, the cane hit the ground again.

"Compared to The Fordham Group’s ten billion loss, compared to the Fordham family’s reputation built over many years, what means a woman’s reputation?"

"You forgot when you became blind from a car accident, she directly went abroad, such a woman is certainly not fit to enter our Fordham family’s door."

"This matter has nothing to do with her, I’ve indulged her all along, I also wish... to give her a status!"

Aiden Fordham raised his voice, blue veins slightly popping at his temple.

"Irrelevant? How are they insulting her outside? Calling her the third party! Saying our Fordham family harbors corruption! You actually want... to give her a status?"

Elder Fordham was so enraged his mustache stood up, "What potion has she fed you, making you so... unwilling to break away? You rebellious child."

He just couldn’t understand, with such a good wife like Stella, why didn’t he know to cherish?

Before, he could turn a blind eye.

But now, the crisis was imminent, he couldn’t afford to sit idly by.

"Grandpa, she saved my life! I can’t..."

Aiden Fordham finally blurted out the words he’d hidden deep inside for a long time.

Steven Fordham: "..."

He curbed his temper, fell silent for a few seconds before speaking slowly.

"What actually happened?"

Aiden Fordham lit a cigarette, his mind swirling with that memory.

Four years ago, he earned his degree early, prepared to return to China, and his classmates organized a farewell party for him.

That day, the weather was great, a dozen close classmates boarded a yacht out to sea.

Originally, everything proceeded smoothly, but on their return the sky suddenly grew cloudy, followed by strong wind.

The sea waves surged aggressively, rain started, classmates headed towards the cabin, Aiden Fordham also moved towards it.

Suddenly, he felt a nudge, immediately afterward, a numbing sensation swept through his body, and he plunged into the sea.

At that time, it began to rain, classmates only sought shelter, without noticing he was missing.

In the sea, he struggled powerlessly, then sank, deeper and deeper.

He felt the near-death suffocation, the cold, despair, fear... the light dimmed.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, he saw a girl’s silhouette, desperately swimming towards him...

When he opened his eyes once more, what greeted him was the stunning face of Corinne Kensington.

She was drenched, water droplets from her hair trickling onto his face!

That day, there were two other yachts nearby, he was rescued onto Corinne’s yacht.

Steven Fordham, after hearing his account, was scared out of his wits.

If not for Corinne Kensington, he might have lost his only grandson.