chapter50
Then, she inserted a needle.
After that, there was a long ten-minute wait.
Neither of them spoke, quietly observing Hayden’s condition.
It wasn’t until blood trickled down Hayden’s spine into the cup
that Romina finally let out a sigh of relief.
Hayden’s consciousness gradually cleared, and his breathing
became much steadier than before.
After everything was taken care of, Joaquin stood by the
bedside and glanced down at his watch.
The entire treatment had taken less than fifteen minutes.
Looking across all of Straland, there really weren’t many people
with such skill…
“Grandpa, are you feeling better now?”
“Much better, my breathing is smooth now!” Hayden beamed at
Romina. “I owe it all to you tonight, Romi…”
“Grandpa, this is what I should do. Don’t think too much about
- Just rest well tonight, I’ll stay here and watch over you.”
“Alright.”
When Romina and Joaquin walked out of the room together,
Jericho was standing by the corridor, smoking.
Seeing Romina come out, Jericho quickly stubbed out his
cigarette and walked toward her.
Without even pausing, Jericho grabbed Romina by the wrist
and hurried downstairs. “Come with me, I have a few things to
talk to you about.”
“What are you doing? Let go of me!”
Romina struggled, but still couldn’t break free from his grip.
Joaquin walked to the stair railing, resting his hand on the
mahogany banister, watching as Jericho led Romina into a
room.
“Bang-”
The loud sound of the door slamming echoed deafeningly.
chapter50
The man’s brows furrowed slightly, and his hand on the railing unconsciously tightened, his knuckles turning pale.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally started down the
stairs…
At this moment, inside the room.
Jericho flung Romina onto the bed, then looked down at her
from above. “Romina, what is this supposed to mean? You
ignored all my calls, but the moment Joaquin calls, you come
running! Are you deliberately trying to embarrass me?”
“I didn’t know Grandpa was unwell. How was I supposed to
know you were calling about that…”
The man cut her off: “You think I have nothing better to do
than call you for no reason?”
“That’s true, after all, you only ever call Nadine. Why would
you even think of me? You only come to me when you need
something, whether it was in the past or now!”
Romina’s tone was cold and detached, her voice extremely low.
As she tried to get up, Jericho suddenly reached out, gripping
her shoulder and pressing her firmly down onto the mattress.
“Romina, it’s always been your own scheming that got you into
trouble. You framed Nadine and ended up in prison. If you had
been a little more innocent, maybe I wouldn’t have nothing to
say to you…”
“What? Are you trying to justify your misconduct? And you
think it’s my fault that you went astray?”
“When did I ever go astray? Which of your eyes saw me do
anything wrong?”
Jericho’s hand on her shoulder continued to tighten its grip.
A chilling coldness radiated from his entire body.
“Do I even need to say it? Isn’t it already common knowledge?”
Romina sneered, her laughter icy. “Or is it that Ms. Lambert
couldn’t satisfy you, so you came back to your ex-wife?”
“I didn’t intend to do anything to you.”
“Then why are you still holding me down?”
Romina lifted her gaze, glaring at the man’s cold, sharp eyes, the
corners of her lips tinged with frost.
Jericho suddenly grabbed her chin, kneeling on one knee at her
chapter50
left side. “Don’t forget, you’re still my wife in name. Isn’t it a
wife’s duty and responsibility to satisfy her husband?”
Romina stared at him coldly. “Let go.”
“Why are you resisting so much? Do you have someone else out
there?”
Jericho had no intention of letting her go, his grip only
tightening.
Romina quickly turned her head away, pulling her face out of
his palm.
Suddenly, the man pressed down on her, pinning her hands and
trapping her on the mattress.
He used all his strength, forcing her legs apart with his knee.
In that instant, an inexplicable tension rose in Romina’s chest.
“Jericho, what are you doing? Let me go right now!”
Romina’s voice rose a pitch.
“What else could I be doing?”
Jericho’s deep and dangerous voice drifted from the bedroom,
falling into the ears of the man outside the door.
Just a door apart, yet it was two different worlds, two entirely
different situations.
Joaquin’s hand had instinctively reached for the doorknob.
But just as he was about to touch it, he suddenly stopped.
They weren’t divorced yet. What reason did he have to open
that door?
At that moment, a muffled shout suddenly came from inside
the bedroom.
It wasn’t Romina’s.
It was Jericho’s.
