Chapter 50 This Was What the Ashfords Owed the Fenwicks
Lucian froze when he heard the words.
“Hospitalized?” His voice tightened as he blurted out, “What happened to her? How could she suddenly be hospitalized?”
The doctor sighed and handed him the medicine. “Acute gastritis. She probably hasn’t been eating properly and has overworked herself.
“You youngins always think your bodies can handle anything. The nurse told me that aside from eating and taking her meds, Ms. Ashford has been glued to her computer working the whole time she’s awake. As her boyfriend, you need to keep a closer eye on her.”
Lucian walked out of the hospital in a daze. He hadn’t expected Rosalie to be hospitalized, and she hadn’t said a single word to him.
How had that woman- the one who used to insist he peel and slice an apple for her, the one who couldn’t stand the smallest discomfort-managed to endure the last two days on her own?
The thought had barely crossed his mind before Lucian furrowed his brow. He shouldn’t be worried about
her.
Whatever Rosalie was going through, she deserved it. This was what the Ashfords owed the Fenwicks.
He drove straight to the Stellar Group and handed the bag of medicine to Camelia. She frowned as she took it. “Lucian, did you get the wrong one?”
Only then did Lucian look down. The medicine in his hands was rabeprazole sodium enteric-coated
tablets.
But Camelia’s gastric problems were caused by irregular meals and skipping food, so they were supposed
to be treated with omeprazole.
Rabeprazole, on the other hand, was meant for the delicate kind of stomachs pampered from birth with silver spoons and careful care. It was the kind of medicine made for Rosalie.
Lucian’s brows furrowed tightly. He lifted his hand and tossed the bag straight into the trash.
“The doctors must have made a mistake. I’ll go back and get the right one later.”
Camelia slipped her arm through his, leaning her soft body against him. “Lucian, aren’t you pushing yourself too hard? The company is already so busy, and yet you still come here every day to look after
- You really don’t have to.”
Lucian turned his hand over and clasped hers. “You’re my girlfriend. It’s my job to take care of you.”
His gaze dropped, and he kept repeating silently to himself. “Camelia is the woman I should cherish for the rest of my life.”
Chapter 50 This Was What the Ashfords Owed the Fenwicks
However much he had once spoiled Rosalle, he now owed it to Camelia to make up for it tenfold.
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Elsewhere, a white Bentley pulled up steadily beneath an apartment building.
The ride had been silent. Julian hadn’t asked Rosaslie about Lucian, and she hadn’t offered any
explanation.
Julian carried the bags from the trunk upstairs and left immediately without even mentioning dinner.
Rosalie had no appetite. She forced down a few bites before throwing the rest away.
The next day, she went to Manfred’s residence and handed in her thesis. Manfred accepted it, his cloudy
eyes flashing with sudden brightness through his mouth curled with disdain.
“Hmph, you’ve slipped again. Something this simple, and you still dragged it out this long.”
Then, Manfred’s tone shifted as he turned his laptop toward Rosalie. “Here, take a look at what your senior came up with.”
On the screen, streams of complex data formed the framework of an Al system prototype. Rosalie’s eyes lit up immediately, and she instinctively reached forward to try it out.
Manfred swatted her hand away. “Don’t even think about stealing trade secrets! This is your seniors’ secret weapon for the international Al competition at the end of the year. I shouldn’t even be showing you
this.”
Rosalie quickly raised three fingers, though her gaze remained fixed on the screen. “Don’t worry, Professor Fisher. My lips are sealed.”
But Manfred ignored her promise and suddenly asked, “Do you know why your ex-boyfriend’s girlfriend wanted to become my student?”
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hapter 51 Did I Say These Were for You
salie felt her temple twitch. She glanced helplessly at Manfred, but the old man pretended not to
tice.
deliberately let the awkward title slide and was clearly trying to provoke her.
our ex-boyfriend’s new girlfriend also wants to gild her reputation under my wing,” he said. “The judge buld have to show some courtesy if she were to compete as my disciple. Even with mediocre results, a
mination for the Starlight Cup would be practically guaranteed.”
wering her eyes, Rosalie calmly replied, “I didn’t ask to be your student for prestige or to compete.”
ter a pause, she lifted her gaze, and her eyes burned with determination. “Professor Fisher, you know out the Firmament System. I wouldn’t have been able to develop it without your teaching and the idance of my seniors, but Al evolves too fast. The Firmament System has hit a technical bottleneck I n’t break through, and I want to solve it in the shortest time possible.”
hat little problem is enough to stump you?” Manfred sneered. He rose from his chair and searched the
okshelf with his hands behind his back.
en, he pulled out a book he had compiled himself and tossed it into her arms. “Take it, study it well, and en come back to tell me why you really wanted to call me your teacher. What I want is a reason that
mes from the heart.”
utching the book, Rosalie left the mansion.
r the next week, her life was split into two. Half of her time went to preparing the bidding proposal for
sta Furnishings, and the other half was consumed by that book. It was dense as if written in another
nguage.
lian never showed up, not even once for dinner. But Ursula acted like a mother and sent her reminders
eat every day.
metimes, when she was too busy to spare a moment, Ursula even had food delivered straight to her
mpany.
ting in her office late one night, sipping warm soup her best friend had ordered, Rosalie suddenly alized that perhaps the luckiest thing in her life was meeting someone like Ursula.
e evening, Rosalie stopped by the supermarket below her apartment. Since she usually ate alone, she
dn’t bothered to cook lately and thought she’d try the new flavor of mac and cheese.
e reached up for a box on the top shelf. Her fingertips were just short of touching it when a long,
nder hand reached over her head and pulled it down.
ning instinctively, she found herself staring straight into Julian’s dark, unreadable eyes.
hanks,” Rosalie murmured, stunned for a moment. She reached to take it, but he raised his hand higher
