Chapter 1234

Riley murmured coldly, “A family? Hah!” The laughter at the end was more like a wordless expression or irony.

“Okay. Let’s take Riley back to the ward to rest.” Rosalie stepped forwa to steer the situation, and Amelia hurried over to help.

A group of bodyguards kept the reporters at bay. Amelia was going to accompany Riley to the ward, but when she was about to leave, Zephyr stood in front of Riley’s wheelchair.

As soon as the wheelchair stopped, Riley looked up at the man in front of her.

He was as handsome as ever, and age had added a layer of maturity to his appearance. But for her, there was only hatred left behind in the wake of her once deep love for him.

She hated how Zephyr claimed to love her yet didn’t believe her at all.

She hated how this man could silently watch her being labeled as a mentally ill person and was still unwilling to reach out and help her.

Riley mused that the one she hated most was, in fact, herself. She questioned her foolishness in falling in love with such a man.

“Is what you just said true?” Zephyr mumbled his question.

Riley’s chapped lips slowly opened. “Mr. Scott, don’t you think your words are ridiculous?” Her voice sounded as scratchy as sandpaper.

voice stung his heart like the fiercest

his heart was about to plunge off a cliff at the thought of Riley being locked up in a psychiatric hospital for years despite being

from his sight. Zephyr’s gaze gently dropped. The reporters swarmed around

and asked nervously, “Zephyr, where

want to stay here again and be everyone’s laughingstock?”

left. Harriet bit her lip,

knows if someone taught h to say all that? Now, her so-called ‘friends’ are just trying to use her to demand more benefits

eyes as if thinking about something, completely ignoring Harriet.

If the diagnosis

prove that she’s mentally ill?

her back. The man in

mental illness in the past? Even then, you also said it would be better

Zephyr murmured, staring at his wife expressionlessly with dark eyes. “Tell me. Was

she tried hard to answer in

His eyelashes trembled slightly. A moment later, he closed his eyes and leaned his head against the backrest of the car seat. “Get out!”

Harriet was

of the car now. I want some time to be alone.” The car pulled to a stop as the words left his

“You… You want me to get out of the car? But there are so many reporters following us. If I get out of the car now, the paparazzi will write

slowly opened his eyes. But this time, he shot Harriet an

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