Free Web NovelChapter 523: You Obviously Didn’t Put What I Said In Mind
Christian’s assistant saw the situation and he quickly said loudly, "Everyone, don’t listen to this woman’s one-sided statement. You know that she is Michael Lucas’s wife. Michael Lucas has always been a competitor of our CEO.
It’s obvious that she is seizing this opportunity to defame our CEO. Don’t be fooled by her. She is the one with evil intent and selfish motives. She said that she’s Zen’s friend. But she only wanted to ruin her loved one’s reputation after she got into an accident."
Michael shot a cold glare at the assistant.
The assistant was only an assistant after all. He subconsciously lowered his head when Michael stared at him.
Wendy obviously got agitated by their shameless accusation and she was shivering in anger.
Michael hugged her tightly in his arms, saying to the camera, "You will know who is telling the truth just by doing some investigation about what happened yesterday."
Wendy’s eyes were red as she gritted through her teeth, "Christian Lucas is a bastard! Which of you asked me how Christian threatened Zen? I will tell you now.
He threatened Zen using his underlings’ lives. Yesterday, one of his underlings got shot by him. He even threatened Zen using her parents. If she were to run away, he would take her parents’ lives."
Christian took a deep breath and roared her name, "Wendy Stewart..."
Christian clenched his fists tight. He was obviously on the verge of losing control, but he held himself back.
He had to hold himself back in front of so many reporters.
"Christian, are you angry out of embarrassment?"
"Do you want to hit someone? That’s why you clenched your fists? Do you admit everything that Mrs. Lucas said earlier?"
"Would you like to explain yourself?"
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Milo walked out from the side, saying grimly, "What are all of you doing here?! Don’t you know that this is ICU? You have to be quiet here. Don’t you know that? Go outside if you want to fight or argue!"
Milo had a dozen security guards behind him.
They were obviously there to chase the reporters out.
The reporters had many questions that they wanted to ask but no one had the courage to stay back, seeing that Milo had brought so many security guards with him.
They were in the hospital after all. If they were to cause chaos, the media would be at a disadvantage. Plus, they had already gotten what they wanted and more. They wouldn’t be at a loss if they were to leave now. So, the reporters exchanged glances and left one after another.
The place became quiet after the reporters left.
Wendy saw that the reporters had left. She closed her eyes and her body grew weak all over.
Luckily, Michael had been holding her. Otherwise, Wendy couldn’t stand firm on her feet.
"Both Mr. Lucases are here. It is such a rare sight," Milo said, walking before them.
He then looked at the person inside the ICU.
He wasn’t close to Zen but he knew of her relationship with Christian.
After all, Christian did a great job marketing themselves recently. They had been on the trending topics.
"I wonder which Mr. Lucas brought the reporters?" Milo asked, looking at them coldly.
However, no one answered Milo’s question.
Milo didn’t find it awkward but continued, "I don’t care which of you brought the reporters, but I am warning you now. This is a hospital. Regardless of personal scores or business disputes, don’t make a scene in the hospital. If there were to be a next time, although I am not a public figure, I am still able to put your names on the blacklist."
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Milo was Michael’s friend. So, he was actually trying to taunt Christian.
No doubt, Christian got the memo.
He was the one who summoned the reporters. It was impossible that Milo didn’t know about it.
The taunting comment was actually serving Christian a warning.
Although Christian tried really hard to control his emotions, his quivering hands gave himself away.
"Go and look for Alice Johnson right now..." Christian whispered to his assistant next to him.
His assistant nodded and immediately took out his phone, wanting to make a phone call.
However, although they were soft, it was really quiet after the reporters left. So, Wendy and the others heard what Christian said.
Wendy said, "There’s no need to call. We had already seized control of Alice Johnson yesterday. Christian Lucas, just sit and wait for your ruin and shame."
The way Christian looked at Wendy then was complicated.
His assistant called Alice’s phone, but no one answered.
He called again and it was still the same.
Christian’s assistant shook his head at him.
Christian took a deep breath, holding back his emotions, but he failed to control his emotions in the end.
He landed a forceful kick on his assistant, roaring in anger, "She is such an important person and you didn’t take care of her?! How dare you let Michael’s people find her?! How do you work?!"
The assistant took the kick and fell into the corner from the impact.
He didn’t have the courage to speak and endured the pain silently.
"Why do you vent your anger on your subordinate? Christian, failure is right ahead of you," Michael said, smirking coldly.
"Failure? Hehe..." Christian reined in his emotions. He tidied his collar, wearing an unrestrained smile, and continued, "So what if you seized control of Alice Johnson and exposed these to the public? You are merely changing the direction of people’s opinions towards you. So, everyone would be badmouthing me. This wouldn’t cause me any substantial harm."
"True that. No one beats you in shamelessness after all," Wendy made a sarcastic remark.
Christian secretly clenched his fists and let go slowly.
He didn’t stay on the spot for long. He was afraid that he might not be able to hold himself back and launch an attack. So, he didn’t say anything in reply and left.
Watching Christian’s receding figure until it disappeared, Wendy finally let out a breath of relief.
Milo asked with concern, seeing that Wendy didn’t look too good, "Are you okay? We are in the hospital now. You’d better do a pregnancy check-up."
Wendy came to do her pregnancy check-up the day before. But she ran into Zen and failed to do her check-up. freёwebnovel.com
It would be good to do a check-up today instead.
Wendy nodded in agreement, saying, "Thank you."
They already said whatever they should reveal to the media. Milo came just in time.
If he didn’t show up, the reporters would definitely drag on even longer.
"Don’t mention it. Have you resolved the matter with Christian?" Milo asked.
Michael held Wendy as they walked to do her check-up. He walked while he answered, "It will soon be taken care of."
"But Christian is right. He doesn’t care about the public opinion," Wendy said, letting out a sigh.
"He really doesn’t bother about the public opinion, but his goal to take advantage of Zen will be ruined. He will definitely become reckless in desperation. Without Zen as his chess piece, it simply meant that he lost his shield for money laundering. Then, it would be much more difficult for him to carry out his next step. We will have more chances too," Michael analyzed the situation.
Michael then paused before he continued, "Don’t think so much for now. Take care of your health. Take care of the baby inside you. I will manage the rest."
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Michael kept Wendy company as they went for her pregnancy check-up. When the doctor received her medical report, he said with a reprimanding tone, "Mrs. Lucas, your body is weaker than other ordinary pregnant women to begin with. I have mentioned it to you before. You have to rest more and pay more attention to your diet. You obviously didn’t put what I said in mind."
Wendy was busy saving Zen the day before and she only ate at night.
When she arrived home the night before, her stomach was aching dully.
But Wendy didn’t dare to tell Michael.
Fortunately, the baby was tough.
Wendy still had rather complicated feelings about the baby.
Although Michael repeatedly insisted that he didn’t care whose child it was, it was a thorn in her side after all.
Hence, there were times when Wendy thought it might be a good thing if she were to have a miscarriage.
However, when Wendy saw Zen lying on the ground covered in blood the day before, it was her first time realizing the baby in her stomach was already a living thing.
It was the first time she felt like protecting the baby.
She put her hand on her stomach which was still flat, sincerely accepting the doctor’s advice. She said, "I’m sorry. I will be more careful in the future."
"There’s no need to apologize to me. The baby is yours. As you made a decision to keep the baby, you have to treat yourself and the baby well. I will give you medication for miscarriage prevention. Take it on time," the doctor replied.
"Would there be any side effects?" Michael asked.
"Don’t worry. We use the most advanced medication. There is almost no side effect," the doctor answered while typing on his keyboard.
Michael nodded faintly, saying, "Thank you."
The doctor exhorted them to pay attention to a few things and Michael took note seriously. He was more serious compared to Wendy.
Michael carried the medication in one hand and held Wendy in another hand, walking out of the doctor’s office.
"Let’s go back. The doctor said that you have to eat and rest on time. Go back and have lunch. Then, take an afternoon nap," Michael urged.
"I want to go and visit Zen. Can I?" Wendy asked with anticipation, holding Michael’s hand.
"Didn’t we just go there earlier?" Michael frowned. He obviously didn’t want to.
"The place was filled with reporters earlier. I didn’t even see her. I will just take a quick look at her at the door. I won’t be long," Wendy said.
Looking at Wendy’s pleading eyes, Michael didn’t have the heart to reject her. He let out a sigh and gave in, "Alright, but only for a short while. She is still in the ICU. We can’t go anyway."
Wendy nodded happily when Michael gave in. She then tiptoed and gave Michael a quick peck on his cheek.
Michael was astonished at the sudden kiss.
When he came back to reality, Wendy had already walked far away.
Michael lifted the corners of his lips and quickly caught up behind her.
Wendy arrived at ICU and looked at Zen through the glass window from outside.
She was lying down quietly. Her face was as pale as a sheet.
Wendy couldn’t help but feel despondent.
There were reporters earlier and Christian was still making use of her.
If Zen woke up and found out that Christian still made use of her when she was on the verge of life and death, just how upset would she be?
Wendy’s eyes were welled up in tears as she said softly, "Zen, you have to wake up.
By then, let’s watch Christian fail together. You will be free then. We can continue to work together on designs that we are passionate about."
