Adrian Grant can’t erase the harm he caused to Isabelle Everett four years ago. Now, because Isabelle Everett is not a virgin, she can’t get married, and he bears a certain responsibility for that. Even though he clearly doesn’t love this woman. Looking at Isabelle Everett, he said: "I let Raina Lowell stay, just to punish her for angering my grandfather to death, I will divorce her." Isabelle Everett choked for a moment, then asked: She was tearful and pitiful. Any man who saw this would inevitably feel protective. Adrian Grant was no exception. But he answered ambiguously, "If you find someone more suitable for you, I’ll grant it, but if..." "Adrian, I only love you." Isabelle Everett interrupted him, her voice still teary, "Since I became your woman, I’ve never thought of another man." "If I can’t become your wife in this life, I’d rather die." She spoke with utter desperation. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ novᴇlfire.net If Adrian Grant doesn’t marry her in the future, she’ll pretend to be depressed, self-harm. For this man, no matter what means she uses, she will obtain him. Adrian Grant couldn’t listen anymore, waved his hand indicating: "You should go back to your room and rest, I have a lot of work to handle." Isabelle Everett nodded and left. Madam Cole arranged a guest room for her, but she chose to stay in the secondary bedroom Raina Lowell used when separating from Adrian Grant. She understands Adrian Grant, before divorce, he won’t do anything with her. Staying in the master bedroom too directly would only make Adrian Grant resent her. After finishing work, Adrian Grant went downstairs. Seeing Madam Cole brewing something in the kitchen, he went over to ask: Madam Cole saw him, nodded and reported, "Evelyn is in the room with her mom, fortunately Dr. Elias came timely, otherwise Madam..." Madam Cole hesitated, seeing Dr. Elias Sheridan come out of the nanny room, hurriedly continued brewing the medicine. Adrian Grant also saw Elias Sheridan, went to the living room to sit down, casually asked: "She’s not dead, right?" Elias Sheridan sat next to him, his handsome face hard to hide the heavy expression. "The high fever almost burned her out, still hasn’t gone down, needs some time to recover." He didn’t expect Raina Lowell to be this severely ill this time. If he had come half an hour late, she probably would’ve stopped breathing. Adrian Grant didn’t care, "It’s better if she dies, then she can be buried with my grandfather." Elias Sheridan sighed, sarcastically said: "Ask yourself honestly, do you really wish her dead? She’s a woman who’s died once, and back then I saw a different side of you." Back then, the police announced Raina Lowell’s unfortunate news, and this man cried like a dog. Always feeling guilty and regretful. He didn’t believe Adrian Grant truly wanted Raina Lowell dead. Adrian Grant looked embarrassed, his eyes flickering. "Last time she didn’t do anything wrong, but this time, she angered my grandfather to death." "So you’ve known all along that those two children are hers?" Elias Sheridan pressed him. Adrian Grant didn’t deny it, but felt he couldn’t save face and urged: "I let Madam Cole prepare a guest room for you, you should go rest!" He indeed knew early on the children were born by Raina Lowell. He once tried to convince himself to accept those two children. But Raina Lowell insisted on divorcing and leaving with the kids. Now she angered his grandfather to death, how could he easily forgive. Elias Sheridan seemed to understand his thoughts, helplessly smiled, and before leaving, left a remark: "Remember to have Madam Cole keep an eye on her, her fever hasn’t gone down yet and she’s at risk." Adrian Grant pretended not to care. But after Elias Sheridan walked away, he still subconsciously went into the nanny room, came to Raina Lowell’s bedside. Evelyn seemed reluctant to be separated from her mom, leaning on the bedside asleep. Adrian Grant looked at the mother and child, his heart filled with mixed emotions. Clearly, letting go is the best choice, out of sight, out of mind. However, he didn’t know why his heart always had a dull ache facing Raina Lowell, always felt something pulling him not to let go. If he doesn’t let them go, Raina Lowell will have to pay the price for her past actions. "Sorry, I was wrong..." In bed, Raina Lowell murmured in a daze. A flushed face from the fever, wrinkled painfully, lips chapped. Adrian Grant stared at her, his heartstrings tugging. But he remained unmoved. If apologies worked, his grandfather wouldn’t be gone. And she successfully made everyone know that Adrian Grant married a woman who had kids with someone else. Now, he’s everyone’s joke. He really couldn’t keep looking at her. Otherwise, he’d end up PUAing himself again, thinking he’s older, he should accommodate her a bit. After all, she’s only 24, very young, knows nothing. Adrian Grant suppressed the feelings inside, turned and left the room. Just bumped into Madam Cole, he instructed, "Keep watching, if anything happens, go upstairs to Dr. Elias." Clearly believed Mr. Grant cared for Mrs. Lowell. Yet he acted indifferent. Couldn’t understand these young people, she quickly went to deliver medicine to Raina Lowell. Raina Lowell woke up on the third morning. Opening her eyes, her child was leaning on the bedside. She raised her hand to touch her son’s round little face, gently spoke: "Evelyn." Evelyn raised his eyes, seeing his mom awake, joyfully leaned close to her: "Mom, you finally woke up, you know? This time you were unconscious for two days." When mom fainted, he felt her pulse, felt mom’s weak breath and cried out of fear. He thought mom would leave him like last time. So this time, he stayed by her side for two days. Raina Lowell struggled to sit up, asked her son: "Have you seen your sister?" She had a long dream. In the dream, there were her grandfather, Aurora, even the children’s father. But she couldn’t clearly see the man’s face. Felt him nearby, but couldn’t catch him no matter how she tried. Evelyn pursed his little mouth, angrily said: "I said that big bad guy was lying to us, he didn’t help us find our sister, otherwise he would’ve brought her back already." Raina Lowell didn’t believe. If Adrian Grant hadn’t found her daughter, how could he use her daughter to threaten her. She lifted the quilt, dragging her weak body off the bed. "Mom, your body hasn’t recovered, you need to lie down and rest." Evelyn hurriedly held her down. Raina Lowell refused, even speaking with little strength, but insisted: "I’ll personally ask him, if he didn’t help us find her sister, we’ll leave quickly, not disrupt him and others." Evelyn couldn’t help but support mom out of the room. He was too short, couldn’t support mom, only holding on to her leg with raised hands. Mother and son had just come out of the nanny room when they saw, not far away in the restaurant, Adrian Grant and Isabelle Everett sitting. Looking well-dressed, a talented man and beautiful woman, very compatible. Raina Lowell endured the bitterness inside, staggered to their side, using all her strength to speak: "Adrian Grant, can I see my daughter?"