Maxwell's words lay heavy over Jennifer's heart. So, he still felt for Rachel. He also believed that her father deserved to be jailed and that everything was her father's fault.Sensing the silence, Maxwell thought he had convinced her and continued, "You have to understand. When your father crashed into Rachel, it was only due to luck that she escaped with broken legs. She could have lost her life if she hadn't dodged in time."Jennifer's heart tightened hearing Maxwell defend Rachel, but she couldn't argue against it. Tears welled up in her eyes and she shook her head. "Yes, my father was in the wrong. But he did this for me. He is still my father no matter what. And I have to save him."Maxwell's tone turned colder at her stubbornness. "And how will you do that? Do you have a way to fight the law?"Jennifer felt defeated and muttered softly, "Mr. Moore said we can settle this privately if Rachel withdraws the lawsuit. My father...won't have to go to prison. Maxwell, please.
Maxwell took out the scarf Jennifer had knitted for him from the wardrobe. "Come help me put it on." Jennifer silently walked over and stood on her tiptoes, wrapping the scarf around his neck. Her heart shattered from the pain.Maxwell held her hand and whispered softly, "Let's go. If we delay things any longer, the courthouse will close for the day." Since the decision had been made, there was no point in dragging it out. He knew how much Jennifer hoped to save Zion. Maxwell couldn't bear to see Jennifer sad. So, the only choice was to let her go, hoping she would understand how deeply he loved her. On their way there, neither Jennifer nor Maxwell spoke a word. They didn't even drive and simply walked hand in hand for an hour. They both wished the journey could be longer. But every journey had an end, and theirs had arrived. ...The divorce procedures were quickly completed. Jennifer stared at the divorce certificate and laughed bitterly. "I never thought the process wou
Jennifer straightened up. She believed Zion wouldn't lie to her."Dad, is it true?" Jennifer asked in confusion. "But Mr. Moore checked the driver's bank transactions and found no other transfers except the money you gave him. How did Rachel manage to bribe him?"Moreover, if Rachel didn't withdraw the lawsuit, the driver would be charged with attempted murder and go to jail. He was still young. And his entire life would be ruined! Would someone really risk their life for money?Zion shook his head. "I also can't figure out how she manipulated the driver. Although I hate that woman for destroying your family, I would never do something as outrageous as this!"Jennifer felt shivers down her spine at Zion's words. Did Rachel really risk her legs and child just to frame her father and force her to divorce Maxwell?If that were true, it only proved how horrible Rachel was!After some contemplation, Jennifer said calmly, "Dad, I believe you. I knew you wouldn't do such a thing. But I'
Maxwell's eyes lit up, and he went to open the door himself. However, he only saw Rachel in a wheelchair.Disappointment flashed in Maxwell's eyes and he glared at the secretary. "Who did you say was here?"The secretary was confused. But they still tried to flatter Rachel and said with a smile, "It's Mrs. Lance!"After all, Rachel's belly was already showing. She would become Mrs. Lance sooner or later! Wasn't the best option to flatter her?Of course, Rachel smiled from ear to ear after hearing this. It felt nice to be respected.However, Maxwell sneered at the secretary. "You're fired."The secretary was dumbfounded. "What… What did I do, Mr. Lance?""You lied!" Maxwell glared at her and yelled, "Leave! Now!"The secretary was devastated from being fired and ran away crying.Rachel was in an awkward situation as the caregiver wheeled her in.She asked the caregiver to leave, leaving only her and Maxwell.The man spoke lowly, "Your body hasn't fully recovered yet. You shou
Rachel believed that as long as Jennifer was out of the picture, Maxwell would return to her side. His resistance now was nothing more than lingering regrets from his time with Jennifer. Rachel sneered to herself. She had all the time in the world. One day, Maxwell surely would change his mind.…Days flew by. In the blink of an eye, more than a month went by. Jennifer had returned to the Yale residence and had not stepped inside Maxwell's place. It was as if Maxwell had never existed in her life. During the day, Jennifer would occupy herself with her busy internship. But every night, memories flooded over her."Jennifer Yale! What are you daydreaming about again?" Khloe scolded. "I told you to run a scan on the patient. Did you do it?"Jennifer calmly handed the report to her. "It's done."Khloe was unhappy she couldn't find any faults and snapped, "Several patients were uncomfortable during the night shift yesterday. You couldn't even handle such trivial matters and I had
At that moment, Jennifer panicked and ran off.Rachel also noticed Jennifer and immediately pretended to have a stomach ache. She moaned in pain. "Maxwell, my stomach is hurting again. Can you bring me to see the doctor?"Over the past month, she had been gentle and considerate, never bringing up the prospect of marriage. Her efforts seemed to have gained some of Maxwell's favor.Although Maxwell hadn’t given Rachel a title, he never missed a prenatal checkup and often made time to accompany her to buy prenatal books and baby supplies. Rachel didn’t want Maxwell to fall for Jennifer again. She couldn’t let all her efforts go to waste.…In the stairwell, Jennifer leaned against the wall with tears in her eyes. Just then, someone handed a blue handkerchief to her. Jennifer recognized the handkerchief. She looked up in surprise at Maxwell and instinctively asked, "How did you know I was here?""I made a guess." Maxwell smiled gently and inched the handkerchief closer to her.
Jennifer changed the subject. "By the way, where are the gloves you said you'd give me?" Quincy cheerfully took them out. "Here. Do you like them?" The gloves were made with red wool. There were even two white deer antlers sewn on it. It was adorable. Jennifer was touched. "They're beautiful. Thank you, Quincy."Quincy blushed at Jennifer's sincerity and waved her off. "You're too kind. They're not worth much, anyway." Jennifer put the gloves on. "How do I look?""You look great." Quincy smiled. "See, this is how it should be. We girls should treat ourselves better and not be affected by those who aren't worth it, right?" Jennifer knew what she meant.She looked at the warm gloves and recalled the messages Laura sent her every few days.Jennifer consoled herself. There were still many wonderful things to focus on. She shouldn't let the past tie her down.To cheer her up, Quincy suggested, "How about this? Let's take an afternoon nap and watch a movie tonight."Jennifer
Nathan walked over. "You're working hard, Jennifer. Everyone else has left, and you're still working overtime."Jennifer greeted him shyly, "Hello, Dr. Lowe."Although she wanted to complain about Khloe, she knew that all doctors would exploit interns. It was an endless cycle. Moreover, someone in Nathan's position wouldn't understand the struggles of interns like her. So, Jennifer just wanted to finish her work quickly. She would be better off sharing her complaints with Quincy.But the night shift doctor suddenly piped up, "Dr. Lowe, you're not usually around so you wouldn't know. But the truth is that Khloe often demands Jennifer to work overtime. Jennifer was on the night shift last night. Yet she's still working even now."Nathan was taken aback. He observed Jennifer closely. His expression suddenly turned grim. "How much work do you have left? And what kind of work are they?"Jennifer truthfully listed the tasks Khloe had assigned to her. Nathan's frown deepened. "Stop