When She Stops Playing Nice

Chapter 422 Ashley positioned herself a distance away from the entrance, Cathy's hands trembled as she swiped her access card, hastening into the hospital. Successfully keeping Mrs. Taylor outside the door, Cathy felt as though she had just dodged a bullet. Mrs. Taylor, blocked by the security system, glared at her menacingly, Cathy breathed a sigh of relief, grateful for her quick escape.

Outside, Mrs. Taylor fumed helplessly. "You wretched girl! Cout here! I'll skin you alive!" Naturally. Cathy couldn't comply. She firmly decided not to venture outside the hospital from that day onward. "I asked you to fetchswater. How could you mess that up?" Ashley's stern words snapped Cathy back to reality.

When Cathy refused to comply, it escalated into a life-or-death situation. She couldn't back down now; stepping outside would mean risking her life at the hands of Mrs. Taylor.

She pulled 20 dollars from her wallet and thrust it into Ashley's hand. "Take your money back. You can fetch it yourself" Ashley's eyes widened. How did Cathy suddenly muster such courage? Did she realize her powerlessness within the confines of Prover Hospital? Without another word, Cathy turned away and strode off.

Ashley seethed with anger. Clenching her fists and gritting her teeth, she couldn't believe Cathy would dare to play games with her.

As she turned to leave, she was startled to find Mrs. Taylor standing at the entrance. Ashley thumped her chest, her rage boiling over. "What are you staring at? Look again, and I'll gouge your eyes out!" After that outburst, Ashley thought, 'Could this madwoman even comprehend her words?" Feeling unsettled, Ashley hesitated to step out of the hospital. She decided to make a call, summoning the bodyguard waiting in the garage to escort her safely back to her car.

Ashley reached for her phone and heard Mrs. Taylor say, "Miss Jackson, it seems Cathy is quite scared of you, Did she offend you?" "I always knew this wretched woman was trouble. She's only good for stirring up mischief or getting herself into trouble!" Mrs. Taylor spat venomously, Ashley was puzzled. "Are you out of your mind?" son.i Mrs. Taylor shook her head. "Miss Jackson, I'm not crazy. I'm simply Cathy's adversary. She killed my son. I want revenge. I want to make her pay!" "Why didn't you tellthis before," Ashley retorted, Mrs. Taylor was caught off guard. How could she have explained sooner? "Miss Jackson, I can assist you in dealing with Cathy as long as you helplure her out!" Mrs. Taylor declared with determination.

Isn't that convenient? Ashley inquired, "Will you remain here the entire time?" "Yes," Mrs. Taylor's eyes glinted with malice. “I'm determined to end that woman's life. Miss Jackson, please, I implore you, lendyour aid. I'm just a grieving mother who has lost her son" Ashley felt little sympathy for Mrs. Taylor's tragic plight. "I can assist you, but it will have to wait a few days." For the next week or so, she needed to await good news, anticipating word of her pregnancy. She had to focus on nurturing herself at hrather than constantly visiting the hospital, which was rife with germs. We Chapter 422 40% Moreover, it was evident that persuading Cathy to leave Prover Hospital was out of the question, even for a moment. She'd have to wait for another opportunity.

"Alright, Miss Jackson, I'll be at the hospital entrance, not moving an inch!" Mrs. Taylor declared, her excitement evident.

П Ashley nodded in response, not overly concerned with Mrs. Taylor's proclamation. She abandoned any thought of summoning bodyguards and exited Prover Hospital. As she stepped outside, a flicker of worry crossed Ashley's mind that Mrs. Taylor might snap and attack her, prompting her to shoot a stem glance in Mrs. Taylor's direction. Mrs. Taylor remained composed and didn't make sudden movements, which eased Ashley's apprehension. Nevertheless, Ashley hastened her pace involuntarily.

Upon arriving at Gina's apartment after work, Gabriel found her asleep on the couch, her sketches for the engagement ring displayed on the coffee table.

A glance revealed the ingenuity of Quaria's chief designer in the sketches. However, Gabriel wasn't inclined to admire Gina's work leisurely. Recalling the last the visited Gina, finding her also “asleep" on the couch and coughing up blood, he couldn't shake the worry. Although she wasn't coughing blood this time, Gabriel couldn't ignore his concern for her well-being. He reached out to touch her forehead, surprised to find it burning hot! Gabriel's thoughts raced as he hurried to the medicine cabinet, grabbing a fever patch for Gina. First, he applied it to her forehead, then, concerned she might not sleep well on the couch, he gently lifted her and placed her in bed. Afterward, he hurried to prepare sfever-reducing medication for her.

"Gina?" Gabriel whispered, gently rousing her from sleep.

Gina opened her eyes to see Gabriel's worried expression. “.....' As soon as Gina spoke, she noticed her voice was e.

Gabriel apologized immediately, "I'm sorry, did designing the engagement ring tire you out too much? I underestimated the strain of being the chief. I shouldn't have insisted on having the Quaria's chief design our wedding ring." Gina Smiled in smiled faintly. "It only tookhalf an hour to sketch the design." For her, it was hardly a strain at all.

"Have you been feeling unwell lately?" Gabriel's concern deepened. Gina was Dr. Genevieve. If she couldn't heal herself, who else in this world could help her? Moreover, Gabriel was confident Gina's condition wasn't just a common cold or fever. She typically took great care of her health and wasn't susceptible to minor illnesses. It had to be related to the virus she had encountered before.

Damn it, he didn't know what virus it was or who w was trying to harm her. If he did, he would tear apart the mastermind behind infecting Gina! Gina drank the fever-reducing medicine Gabriel had prepared. "I'm fine, Gabriel. I know my body well enough. Don't worry." Gabriel's expression turned serious, his eyes welling up. "..." He choked up suddenly, unable to continue.

Gina was surprised. "What's wrong? Why do you look like you're about to cry?" "... I can't help but feel guilty, unable to share your burden," Gabriel took a deep breath, feeling immense pity and guilt for Gina.

He hadn't protected her well enough, ugh, allowing someone to inject her with an unknown virus "How can you blyourself for this?" Gins embraced Gabriel "You don't need to blyourself. Your task now is to take care of me, okay?" Chapter 422 Gina teased.

"Of course!" Gabriel calmed down. "Are you hungry? "I'm a bit hungry, but I don't feel like going out for a big meal right now. Just something light would be fine," Gina said, uncomfortable but willing to endure. However, she felt like imoving only a little.

"Ill whip you up schowder," Gabriel declared as he stood up.

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