"Nonsense, I'm not doing this for Evelyn," Harrison retorted.
True, driven by self-interest, he wanted to make a comeback with the help of the Laroux family. But deep down, he also resented the Laroux family, especially Alessia.
So, watching the Laroux family suffer, he had no reason to help them. At most, he wouldn't kick them while they were down, just to ensure the fire didn't spread back to him.
"Not doing it is enough. Brother, forget about this matter. I won't ask for your help anymore. Whether I'm good or bad has nothing to do with you. Just don't send me to the hospital," Ava sighed in relief, revealing her soft side again, her emotions fluctuating.
Saying she wasn't sick, some people found it hard to believe.
"No way," Harrison refused adamantly. "You must go to the hospital."
If Ava ran wild outside for a day, she would become the fire that would inevitably burn the Ramirez family again, and the Ramirez family couldn't afford to burn anymore.
"Tim, take Miss Ava to the hospital." Harrison grabbed Ava's hand as he called out to his servant.
No matter how Ava protested, when the hospital car arrived half an hour later, Harrison still had her forcibly taken to the car.
As the car left, Margaret happened to return from the hospital.
The couple watched the car leave.
Margaret asked, "How long are you planning to keep her there?"
"Just let her spend her days there. Our family can afford it." Harrison had made up his mind and went back inside first.
Watching Harrison's back, Margaret smiled.
She also agreed with Harrison's decision. She had figured it out these days.
Nolan's death was mostly Ava's fault, and Jessie's accident was almost caused by Ava.
It had been said earlier that Ava was the bane of the Ramirez family.
The farther away from the bane, the better the Ramirez family would be.
Let Ava stay in the hospital for the rest of her life.
"Harrison, Jessie is recovering well. The doctor said she'll be discharged in another half a month."
Under the lights, Margaret followed up, feeling relaxed.
...
Just a day passed, and Gordon developed mouth ulcers due to excessive internal heat. Alessia was unreachable by phone, and Ava was inexplicably sent to a psychiatric hospital just after leaving the police station.
Despite his efforts to arrange a meeting with Ava, the psychiatric hospital was heavily guarded, and even with his family's influence, Gordon couldn't see her.
Seeing his beloved wife lying in bed looking haggard all day, he felt utterly powerless. The feeling was more painful than death itself.
Inside the hospital room.
Gordon tightly held Evelyn's hand. Evelyn had been awake for five hours but had been sleeping for most of the day. Gordon was afraid she might not wake up again.
Finally, Evelyn's eyelids fluttered, and she woke up.
Gordon quickly suppressed his worries and smiled, "You're awake!"
Evelyn turned her head to look at Gordon, her face showing a satisfied smile.
"Gordon, I just dreamed that our daughter came to see me. She said she missed me!" Evelyn exclaimed.
Gordon's smile froze, and his lips trembled as he replied, "Don't talk nonsense. Why didn't our daughter come to see me? If she misses you, she must miss me too. We haven't had enough time together."
"But I'm tired," Evelyn withdrew her hand, no longer looking at Gordon.
She knew her body better than anyone else. She was already on the decline, and she had long lost the will to live. It was only recently, with the appearance of Chris and Elle, that a ray of sunshine had entered her life.
And then there was Alessia, the girl who always had a cold demeanor. Even though she felt a sense of closeness to her, she knew that her daughter was irreplaceable. Even the foster daughter Gordon brought back to make her happy was just a substitute.
No matter how good it is, it's still a substitute.
"Evelyn, don't be so cruel to me. If you die, I'll go with you," Gordon looked at Evelyn's thin figure, unable to hide his emotions, tears streaming down his face.
Never mind the notion that men shouldn't cry; it's just that they hadn't reached the depths of true emotion.
"What's wrong with you?" Evelyn didn't turn around, just sighed.
"Knock, knock, knock!"
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Coming!" Gordon wiped away his tears, got up, and gently tucked in Evelyn's blanket. As he left, he whispered softly, "Because I want to be with you."
Evelyn couldn't help but be moved, hiding her tears and recalling the past with hollow eyes.
In fact, Gordon never knew that she had secretly loved him for seven years before they got married. It was just that after they got married, everything that happened almost eroded her love.
Especially the moment their daughter died.
Everything couldn't be undone.
Meanwhile, Gordon opened the door, and two nurses entered.
One of the nurses took out a pre-prepared syringe and politely said, "Mr. Laroux, we need to draw some blood from Mrs. Laroux."
"Why?" Gordon frowned.
"For examination."
"We just did an examination a few days ago. Why do another one when everything was fine?" Gordon questioned.
"This examination is different from the previous one. This is a preoperative examination," the nurse explained.
"What preoperative examination?" Gordon was even more puzzled.
The nurse shook her head, "Mr. Laroux, your case is personally handled by the hospital director. I'm just following the director's orders to draw blood. If you have any questions, you can directly communicate with the director."
The nurse's explanation was clear, and Gordon couldn't find fault with it. Although he was still puzzled, he allowed the nurse to draw blood first.
After the nurses left, he called the hospital director.
The director chuckled. "Mr. Laroux, there's no need to worry. Drawing blood for examination is a good thing. There are some matters I can't tell you temporarily, but rest assured, there's a turning point in Mrs. Laroux's illness, and I believe there will be a chance for recovery."
After saying this, the director didn't give him a chance to ask further questions and hung up the phone.
Gordon called again to inquire, but this time, the director didn't answer.
Gordon was completely baffled.
But the director did say that there was a turning point in Evelyn's illness, which was indeed something to be happy about, so he didn't dwell on it any longer.
After talking to Evelyn for a while, Gordon went to Forest Hill to find Alessia.
He waited until dusk, but he still hadn't seen Alessia.
At this moment, Alessia had just left the laboratory and saw Gordon. It was time to get off work, and there were colleagues around the laboratory. Alessia didn't want to attract attention, so she stopped in her tracks.
She looked at Gordon with a cold gaze.
Gordon didn't want to waste any more time. It was not easy for him to find Alessia.
As the president of the Laroux Group, apart from his wife, he had never invested so much effort into anyone else.
He got straight to the point. "Alessia, what exactly do you need to agree to perform surgery on my wife? Isn't it enough that you've returned to the Laroux family? Perhaps you want the Laroux family's wealth. You name it, it's possible."
"Mr. Laroux, in your mind, I've always been a woman who only cares about personal gain, right?" Alessia asked disdainfully.
She had already reached a conclusion about Evelyn's illness in her heart, and she had already spoken with the hospital director in the morning.
Originally, she didn't want to pay attention to Gordon and just wanted to tease him for a few days. However, every word Gordon said struck a chord in her heart.
"Isn't that the case?" Gordon naturally countered. He sighed in relief. "Alright, stop pretending. I need your help now. Whatever you want, I can satisfy you, because nothing is more important than Evelyn's illness."
Alessia looked at the affectionate yet ruthless man in front of her, remained silent for a moment, and then chuckled lightly. She asked, "Gordon Laroux, if I were Aunt Evelyn's daughter, would you still think of me so negatively?"
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