When she pushed open the door, Olivia Zane already wore a happy and joyful expression.
"Nathan, is sister back?" Read full story at novel·fire.net
At the bedside, the two busy men turned around at the same time.
Looking at her, one with an amused smile, the other, completely expressionless.
Of course, the one with no expression was Nathan Moore.
Olivia Zane’s smile stiffened as she let go of the doorknob and slowly stepped forward, "Nathan, what happened?"
"There was an accident. Go hurry Auntie Liu and ask if the porridge is ready," Nathan Moore said as he stood up in such a position that completely blocked Titus Zane’s face.
Seeing Nathan Moore’s behavior, Olivia Zane didn’t move any closer and said with a smile, "Okay, I’ll go check now."
After speaking, she turned and left the room; the moment she closed the door behind her, the smile disappeared from Olivia Zane’s lips.
If she hadn’t seen wrong just now, Titus Zane’s injuries were not light, his face was worse than if it was disfigured. If not for his brown wavy hair, she would hardly believe that the disheveled woman was Titus Zane.
Great, even the heavens couldn’t stand it, taking revenge on that cheap woman who stole her man!
Her mood was initially unpleasant, but seeing Titus Zane in such a bad shape, she inexplicably felt much better. Back in her own room, Olivia Zane took out her phone to share her good mood with her mother.
"Mom, I’ve seen Titus Zane. He looks like he’s been beaten into a pig’s head by someone..." While saying this, Olivia Zane was exceedingly happy, laughing nonstop into her phone.
"Where did you see him?" Ariana Evans’s voice sounded very rational and didn’t carry a hint of secret joy knowing about Titus Zane’s injuries, unlike Olivia Zane.
"Oh, Nathan brought him home."
On the other side of the phone, Ariana Evans’s eyes tightened, "How serious are the injuries, are there any internal injuries?"
"Hehe..." Olivia Zane kept on laughing, remembering the sight of Titus Zane just now, which she found hilarious. Cheap woman, with your face ruined, let’s see how you’ll seduce Nathan now!
"Should be just superficial wounds. Evander Lancaster is here applying medication."
"Okay, go and check again to make sure," instructed Ariana Evans.
"Got it, mom." After hanging up, Olivia Zane lay back on her bed and giggled ceaselessly.
After Olivia Zane left, Evander Lancaster continued to clean Titus Zane’s wounds. "Second Brother, I’d say you’ve gone a bit overboard with this domestic violence," he remarked.
"Which of your eyes saw me commit domestic violence?" Nathan Moore stood in front of the bed, his handsome face looking as threatening as if he was about to devour someone.
"It wasn’t you?" Evander Lancaster was somewhat incredulous. If it wasn’t Second Brother, then who would dare to lay a hand on Second Brother’s woman? Unless they didn’t want to live.
"Bullshit! Would you be able to lay a hand on your own woman?!" Leaving those words behind, Nathan Moore walked over to the window and lit a cigarette for himself.
He had yet to contact Felix Shaw to ask how he knew his woman was secretly meeting another man.
Behind him, Evander Lancaster scoffed disdainfully, "Please, as if you’ve never done such things before."
"Shut your mouth or I’ll get your hospital shut down!" Nathan Moore turned around, his long finger holding a cigarette pointing at Evander Lancaster, furious but with nowhere to vent. Colt Thornton, that bastard, was still in the hospital, and his woman was injured . Even sacrificing that scum’s life was not enough to quell his rage.
"Alright, Second Brother, you’re the one with money, you’re the boss. I won’t talk, okay? Can’t I just not talk?" Evander Lancaster yielded. Damn it, the feeling of being held by the handle really sucks.
A domineering CEO like himself chose not to run his family’s company but instead went off to independently start a hospital!
Now look where it got him, threatened, and by his brother whom he grew up with.