Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

As a result, Sheffield felt very confused about his own body for some time. After all, he used to be a doctor. He was well aware of the changes inside his body—change in sleep, appetite, and blood circulation.

One day, Sheffield found that the Angelica Roots he had stored away were getting fewer and fewer in number, which made him suspicious.

Soon after, he caught his son red handed, secretly adding Angelica Root powder into his bowl of porridge. A misdeed, to which Godwin admitted full responsibility in the end.

Ever since, Sheffield couldn't help dreading the idea of his son switching Angelica Root to Datura when he was older. What if Godwin decided to add poisonous herbs instead to his food in the future?

As such, he decided to stop his son from learning about traditional Chinese medicine in its entirety.

Godwin, however, was passionate about traditional Chinese medicine. When Sheffield forbade him from learning about Chinese medicine, he snitched on him to his grandfather. Needless to say, Sheffield would never dare to speak over Carlos, so he had no choice but to turn a blind eye to Godwin's love for Chinese medicine.

Matthew couldn't stay calm anymore that afternoon when he watched Erica lying still in a coma. He paced around the ward in an irritable mood before he decided to pay the attending doctor a visit.

The man frowned and coldly asked, "Didn't you say that my wife would wake up today from her coma?"

The attending doctor wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and said, "Mr. Huo, don't worry. Mrs. Huo will be awake before tomorrow morning."

Matthew cast a cold glance at the doctor, who was so frightened that he immediately shut his mouth.

The man warned him coldly, "If my wife doesn't wake up before tomorrow morning, I'll burn down this hospital!"

"Y-yes, Mr. Huo!" The doctor had no choice but to agree.

In the evening, Matthew, who had returned to Erica's ward from his son's ward, received a call from Owen. "Mr. Huo, she's here!"

"Okay, I'm coming now."

After hanging up the phone, Matthew walked to the bedside, kissed the forehead of the woman whose eyes were still closed, and softly whispered, "Rika, I'm going out for a while. When I come back, I want you out of bed, okay?"

didn't respond. Stifling his sympathy, Matthew turned around and strode out of

group of bodyguards that stood outside the ward all stood straight at once and

them and went

bed, attentively listening to Wesley telling

"Dad!"

little better when he heard his son calling him. He walked over and touched the little boy's head.

"It doesn't hurt, Dad!"

you can go home." Luckily, Damian didn't suffer any serious injuries. He could have been discharged from the hospital that day, but Matthew didn't want to take any risk with his son's health. After all, he was attacked by an

to hear that he could be

"Mom is fine. Sleep well tonight and she will be up

"Okay!"

Wesley before leaving in a hurry.

Carlos and Debbie came to the hospital

went straight to a dock where a slightly old ship was

surrounded the ship, as Matthew entered the underdeck

inside the damp cabin that filled Matthew's nostrils. A woman was tied to a pillar. Her eyes were covered tightly and her mouth was stuffed with a duster

the woman's eyes, but he deliberately left

on his face. A shiver travelled down her spine, shaking her to the core. She kept mumbling through the gag in her mouth. Clearly, she was trying to say

remorse in her eyes. He took off his coat and handed it to his subordinate

a whip hanging on the wall and cracked it in the

shook Noreen back to her senses

whip and

removed the duster cloth from the woman's mouth. When she could finally speak, she immediately said, "Mr. Huo, what are you talking about? Ah!" Before she could finish her words, Noreen was silenced by the excruciating pain that surged her

she had to shut her eyes and grit her

her unconscious as she whimpered

my wife and my children? I will show you what the true meaning of suffering