CHAPTER 659: CHAPTER 659

"I’m just reaping what I sowed.

I wronged her first, and she was being generous by letting me live," Ace explained hoarsely.

He could not tell Susan the truth.

"You’re out of your mind! Clearly, she’s stolen your heart again." Susan sighed exasperatedly and said firmly, "Anyway, you can’t cancel your marriage with Seraphina.

It has to be carried out accordingly.

A fortune teller told me that you and Seraphina are a great match, and that our families will prosper if you both marry.

In short..." At the beginning of last year, Joanna left the City and Ace had woken up.

After that, Susan went to Ninth Mountain to meet a legendary fortune teller to ask about her son.

Susan had actually asked the fortune teller about the compatibility between Ace and Joanna before she looked into the compatibility between Ace and Seraphina.

She had to admit that she liked Joanna more because she was decisive, capable, responsible, and straightforward.

Unfortunately, Joanna had suffered too much with Ace, and both of them were seriously hurt, which changed Susan’s perception.

In the end, the fortune teller had told her that both Joanna and Ace had strong personalities that no one could suppress.

They were incompatible—if separated, they could live well, but together ...

they would end up destroyed.

When Susan recalled the few years Ace and Joanna were together, it seemed to be true.

When they were together, they would eventually end up in danger.

Although she knew she couldn’t put too much stock in such things, Susan had already lost her eldest son, and couldn’t afford to lose her youngest son too.

Hence, she had to become the villain and break them up.

"Don’t blame me; I’m only doing this for you.

You grew up with Seraphina and are childhood sweethearts.

Maybe your married life won’t be sweet and happy, but at least it’ll be peaceful.

Please listen to me and stop making a scene.

Your dad and I aren’t young, so we can’t keep being scared like this." Susan hugged Ace and sobbed silently.

"If Seraphina didn’t go to the villa in search of you and rush you to the hospital, you would be dead by now.

Your dad and I wouldn’t be able to bear that, and our family would be ruined!" "It’s not a big deal.

After all, we’re all just tiny beings in this vast world," Ace said vaguely, looking distant and cold.

He had lost his past vigor.

He was somebody who always had the best of everything, who had heaps of power, wealth, and charm, but...

he wasn’t happy.

What was the point of living such a perfect life if he wasn’t happy? "Fine, if that’s the case, let me call your dad over.

We’ll ask the doctor to give us medicine so the three of us can end our lives together!" Susan cried out.

"Mom..." "If you think living is meaningless, there’s no point in us staying alive either.

We’ll take our lives with you!" Susan said hysterically, causing a scene.

"Mom, please don’t." Ace sighed tiredly, closing his eyes.

He was helpless when she became like this.

Seraphina quickly held Susan’s arm.

"Madam Susan, Ace has just woken up.

I’m sure he’s still feeling dazed and weak.

Let him rest first; I believe he’s just saying this out of spite because he can’t bear to cancel his marriage with me." Susan looked at her with watery eyes.

"I hope so."

Susan glared at Ace.

"I’ll beat him up if he cancels the marriage!" Meanwhile, Quinton was recovering in another hospital.

It was now time to remove the gauze on his face.

Joanna waited in the ward with her two children and Nancy.

Adie and Abby were extremely excited, and couldn’t stop asking questions.

"Did they remove the scar on Uncle’s face?" "Did he become a handsome man?" "Is he as handsome as Daddy?" "Will we get a beautiful aunt soon?" Joanna’s head was starting to ache, and she shushed them exasperatedly.

Stop it, you two.

He needs rest, so don’t disturb him." Quinton leaned back against the bed and smiled at the kids tenderly.

"It’s fine, I feel better after listening to them.

It’s more effective than any medicine." Abby walked to Quinton and held his hand, asking gently, "Uncle, have you ever been in love?" "Ahem!" Joanna quickly stopped Abby.

"Abby, don’t be rude.

He’s your uncle." ’Of all the things she could ask him, why that?!" Abby was baffled.

"I’m sure he has a lot of girlfriends since he’s so good." "No, that’s not it." Adie chimed in, "I don’t think he’s ever dated anyone before." Joanna held her head and groaned.

’Do these kids realize the dangers of asking the infamous Night Demon that? Nobody else would dare to!’ However, Quinton was surprisingly calm.

He smiled and said, " Adie, why would you say that I’ve never dated anyone?" "It’s because you’re very picky and want only the best.

Those women don’t deserve you, and that’s why you’ve always been single!" Adie declared as he rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"Hmm, that makes sense." Quinton nodded.

Abby became more curious and asked, "Uncle, have you ever dated anyone?" "1..." Quinton unconsciously clenched his fists when he recalled that person.

In the past, he would have lost his temper when thinking about it, but now...

it didn’t seem to affect him as much.

"I don’t have a girlfriend but...

there’s a woman I can’t forget," Quinton replied honestly.

It was difficult for the children to understand the significance of an unforgettable woman to a man.

Joanna was the only one who knew who Quinton was referring to.

" Quinton, you..." Joanna looked at Quinton hesitantly.

"Hey, it’s a happy day.

Let’s not think about unhappy things..." Nancy said quickly when she noticed the tense atmosphere.

" Mr. Pierce, I’m sure you’ll be blessed after surviving this disaster.

If you do have someone you can’t forget, you should try your best to be with her.

If you can’t, you can get to know other women; I’m sure many women will fancy you." "That’s wishful thinking," Quinton replied calmly, looking distant and melancholic.

"Nancy, please take the kids out for a walk.

I need to speak to Quinton alone," Joanna said to Nancy finally.

"Okay." Nancy nodded and patted Joanna’s shoulders, whispering, "Miss Joan, I think Mr.Pierce has changed a lot after the coma.

Please comfort him." "Understood.

Don’t worry about it." Joanna nodded and watched Nancy leave the ward with the two children.

Joanna had noticed that Quinton had changed a lot after waking up from his coma.

He used to be arrogant and condescending, but now, he was pessimistic and inferior.

Joanna had asked the doctor about it, but the doctor just told her that it was normal because patients who recovered from chronic diseases would face changes in their hormones.

What they needed was good rest and encouragement from their families.

"Quinton, you must be hungry.

Let me cut some fruits for you." Joanna pulled a chair over and used a knife to peel an apple for Quinton.

"You’re so nice to me," Quinton whispered as he stared at her.

"Huh?" Joanna blinked at him, speechless.

"Quinton, I’m your sister —of course, I’ll be nice to you." "Yeah, no one else is nice to me except you." Quinton’s face sank as he added softly, "It’s nice to have a sister." "Quinton, is everything okay? You’ve changed a lot after the surgery.

Is there anything troubling you?" Joanna asked carefully.

She felt that his depression had more to do with his mental issues than his hormones.

"Maybe," Quinton answered sullenly.

"I saw a lot of things on the verge of death, including someone I thought I would never meet again... Maybe that’s why I’m feeling down."