Marriage Resumption (Valeria and Hackett)

Hackett was fully dressed when he walked out of the cloakroom a few minutes later.

He put on his coat in a hurry and glared at Valeria fiercely. "Do you dare take the pille Or I won't let you off!"

The bedroom door slammed shut.

The room returned to a cold and cheerless state in an instant.

Sitting on her bed, Valeria pondered the phone call Hackett had just received. She only heard the keywords that one committed suicide by cutting her wrist!

Who on earth committed suicide by cutting her wrist to make Hackett so flustered?

Suddenly, Valeria thought of someone.

Could it be... Cheryl?

Did Cheryl commit suicide by cutting her wrist?

Valeria's face turned slightly pale. The shock was written all over her face, and it took her a long time to recover.

At the hospital.

Hackett arrived at the hospital and went straight to the operating room.

A middle-aged couple was waiting anxiously outside the emergency room. They immediately stood up and walked over to denounce Hackett as soon as they saw him

"Mr. James, why did you break up with Cheryl? Why? Cheryl committed suicide because she couldn't take the blow. When we found her, she had been lying in the bathtub for a long time. She had bled so much... We don't know if she's going to make it..."

The woman was crying hypocritically. The man at the side reprimanded. "What are you talking about' Cheryl will definitely be fine. She's lucky, and nothing can happen to her!"

The couple was Milo and Irina Harper, Cheryl's uncle and aunt. They had benefited from Hackett. They were simply frantic when they knew that Cheryl had been abandoned. "Shut up!"

Hackett let out an

intolerant roar at the couple's argument.

Everything fell silent instantly, leaving only Irina to shed a few false tears aside.

Of course, Milo and Irina didn't want anything to happen to Cheryl. Otherwise, their money tree would be gone, and they would have to worry about their living for the rest of their lives. After an unknown period of time, the door of the operating room slowly opened. The doctor walked out and took off his

mask.

Hackett immediately went forward and asked, "How is she?"

"If she had come a few minutes later, she would have bled to death. She's saved now. She'll be sent to the ward for observation for a few days."

Upon hearing the doctor's words, Hackett heaved a sigh of relief. It was great that she was okay.

Milo and Irina, Cheryl'euncle and aunt, also breathed a sigh of ghef. Their money tree was finally saved

In the VIP ward.

Cheryl finally woke up an hour later. Her wrist was wrapped in snow-white gauze, and blood was seeping out

Her face was as pale as paper, devoid of life and blood. It was as if she had just died.

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Cheryl saw the handsome and tall back of the man in front of the floor-to-ceiling window the moment she opened her eyes.

Was it Hackett...

Was she dreaming? Hackett had been hiding from her for the past few days, and she couldn't even enter Hackett's office. Why was he in the hospital? "Hackett... Is that you?" Asked Cheryl.

Cheryl's voice was weak as she struggled to sit up.

She was afraid that she was dreaming.

Hackett turned around and walked toward the bed when he heard Cheryl's voice. He helped her up and placed a pillow behind her.

"It's really you!" said Cheryl.

Cheryl grabbed Hackett's arm. Her eyes were filled with tears. She was not dreaming. It was really Hacken!

"Cheryl, you're being stupid doing so. No man would like a woman who wants to kill herself, Yet Hackett said such hurtful words.

Cheryl looked embarrassed and bit her lower lip, not knowing what to say.

Hackett pulled back his arm and sat down in a nearby chair. Looking straight at Cheryl in the hospital bed, he said in a low voice, "We just broke up. You don't have to seek death. There are many things you can do in your life. You don't have to focus all your energy on me. Can't you live without a man? Are you deliberately trying to make me feel guilty?"

"No! You asked me to divert my attention, but I couldn't. What should I do? You're all I can think about! I've been centered on you. You're my dream. Now that you've suddenly destroyed my dream, how can I accept it?"

Cheryl cried out, aggrieved. She also needed to vent and confide in him.

If she continued holding it in, she would probably go crazy.

She really did not want to give up on Hackett. She had waited for him for so many years and was unwilling to give up. "Then learn to accept the reality," said Hackett. His voice was cold and heartless, not giving her any hope. Cheryl's tears could not help but roll down her cheeks and fall onto the blanket. 'Are you suddenly so heartless because you know about the child?"

It must be because he knew about the child's existence. Otherwise, why would his attitude change so drastically?

Hackett frowned slightly. His dark eyes were full of doubt. "What child?" he asked.

Cheryl was a little stunned. How come Hackett didn't seem to know anything about the child?

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Hackett did not have much-of a reaction. His heart was filled with disdain. He thought the child was probably Keith's son again. Cheryl must have misunderstood the child as Valeria's child. "Cheryl, I have nothing to do with you and that child. Besides, that child is not mine."

Cheryl immediately looked confused and muttered in her hear

Since the paternity test results were out, the child must be Hackett's biological son. Could it be that Hackett didn't know about the existence of the child?

The child was simply a trump card. Why didn't Valeria tell Harket?

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What was Valeria up to? She really couldn't understand whu Valeria was thinking.

Hackett added, "And don't mention that child to me again. He has nothing to do with me."

His tone was filled with disgust as if he really hated the existence of that child. Could it be that he really did not know anything?

"Rest well. I'll come and see you tomorrow. Don't do anything stupid again. I don't like it," Hackett said as he stood up and prepared to leave.

Cheryl quickly lifted the blanket on her body, removed the IV needle from her hand, got off the bed, and hugged Hackett's tall body from behind. "Hackett, don't go! Please stay with me. I'm scared..."

"What are you scared of?" Hackett stood where he was and said coldly.

Cheryl rolled her eyes and deliberately mentioned her brother. Tve been dreaming about my brother these past few days. I dreamed he was covered in blood and kept shouting for me to save him, but I couldn't do it. I'm scared..." Whenever Abbot was mentioned, Hackett would remain silent. No matter what Cheryl asked, he would agree time without exception.

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to her.

Cheryl did not know if it would work this time. She was a little nervous.

After all, Hackett's attitude was quite unyielding this time. He fully wanted to cut ties with her.

As expected, Hackett fell silent again. He was silent for a long, long time...