Outside the Kooper residence, Lea kept rapping on the gate and shouting Gilbert's name.

No one responded to her. After an hour, some bodyguards came out to chase her away.

Lea cried out in despair. She should have known better that Gilbert, who hated Kisa and wanted her dead so much, would not save Kisa. It was whimsy to think that he would help. She regretted coming to beg that cold-blooded man.

Behind a window on the second floor, Sharon watched with a smug on her face as Lea went.

'She wants to save that woman? Heck! Dream on!'

Shortly after Lea had left, a car drove into the compound. George carefully carried Andrew, who had just been discharged from the hospital, into the house, with Ada following along.

As he came into the house, Sharon greeted him and said gently, "You can just leave Andrew to me."

"It is alright, Ms. Case. I will just carry him to his room." George avoided

After George finished, he did not hear Gilbert's response for a while.

So he could not help but glance in the rearview mirror, only to see Gilbert had closed his eyes with no expression on his face. No one knew what was on his mind. George pursed his lips, wondering if Gilbert really did not care about his wife at all now.

As it was a matter of life and death, he could not help but speak again. "Mr. Kooper, she—"

"Has she died yet?"

"Huh?"

It struck George dumb when Gilbert suddenly spoke. "Who died?"

"Kisa."

Gilbert's tone was nonchalant. He did not sound worried at all.

Suddenly, George was at a loss for words.

"Heck!" Gilbert suddenly sneered. "Kisa is addicted to playing victims now. Next time, if you come across that woman, tell her I'm willing to give her a hand and save her the trouble of pretending if Kisa is really so eager to die."

'It is ridiculous. I haven't even given her the comeuppance, and she has come to make trouble again. She is really addicted to cheating me with this, isn't she?' He secretly gritted his teeth. 'This time, I will settle the score with you, Kisa. Just wait and see.'

George looked at the grimness and hatred on his face, startled. After a while, he sighed helplessly. 'It has been five years. Hasn't Mr. Kooper forgiven Madam yet?'

The Kooper residence--

"I don't want to eat. I just want Ma'am. Get out. All get out."

Gilbert had just reached outside the room when dishes were thrown out, landing at his feet and shattering on the floor. He quietly stared with a darkened face at Andrew, who was throwing his tantrum inside. George had only mentioned on the phone that Andrew was throwing a tantrum and refused to eat every day, but he did not expect that it was all because of Kisa.

Whenever Gilbert thought of the scene at the hospital that day, he would get so furious with blue veins popping up on his forehead. If it had not been for a sudden incident in the company that required him to go on a business trip, he would have paid Kisa back in spades.

While Gilbert was abroad, he had been thinking of skinning Kisa alive all the time. At this moment, when seeing his beloved son throw his tantrum over Kisa, his hatred and anger almost exploded.

"How long has he been like this?"

"He was clamoring to see the woman when he was in the hospital. Now it is even to the point of throwing his tantrums and making a hunger strike," George said.

Gilbert was even more furious upon hearing this. 'I wonder what that liar has done to my children that they now have become so attached to her.'

"Mr. Kooper, what should we do? Andrew is still sick. If he still refuses to eat, I'm afraid—"

"Force him to eat if he doesn't," Gilbert said.

"How can you do that? This boy has always been amenable to coaxing, but not coercion. If you do that, I'm afraid he will resent you," George said.

"It's better for him to resent me than to watch him starve to death."

George resignedly shook his head. After a while of hesitation, he said, "Why don't you ask Mrs. Kooper back?"

"No way." Gilbert snorted.

"But Andrew's life is more important. Whatever feud between you and your wife have, it can always be settled later."

This time, Gilbert hesitated.

And George quickly added. "I will ask the bodyguards to find Mrs. Kooper and invite her back."

"No need." Gilbert secretly clenched his hands. "I will go myself."




"Where is she? Where is Kisa?"

Having soothed Andrew, Gilbert came over and saw the emergency room door wide open. There was not a single doctor inside, and Kisa was nowhere to be found.

Sharon looked at the anxiety in Gilbert's eyes, and her heart was filled with jealousy. However, her expression remained gentle. "Take it easy, Gilbert. Andrew's condition—"

Gilbert hissed at Sharon, not waiting for her to finish. "I'm asking about Kisa?"

She was stunned. Gilbert had never yelled, not even raised his voice at her like that, since she was young. Jealousy filled her heart.

But she was a natural actress. She could maintain that gentle and innocent look even if she was jealous to the point of frenzy. "Don't worry, Gilbert. Kisa is fine."

"How can she be fine after vomiting so much blood?" Gilbert was frantic and searched everywhere outside the emergency room. While this was going on, K

Outside the Kooper residence, Lea kept rapping on the gate and shouting Gilbert's name.

No one responded to her. After an hour, some bodyguards came out to chase her away.

Lea cried out in despair. She should have known better that Gilbert, who hated Kisa and wanted her dead so much, would not save Kisa. It was whimsy to think that he would help. She regretted coming to beg that cold-blooded man.

Behind a window on the second floor, Sharon watched with a smug on her face as Lea went.

'She wants to save that woman? Heck! Dream on!'

Shortly after Lea had left, a car drove into the compound. George carefully carried Andrew, who had just been discharged from the hospital, into the house, with Ada following along.

As he came into the house, Sharon greeted him and said gently, "You can just leave Andrew to me."

"It is alright, Ms. Case. I will just carry him to his room." George avoided Sharon and headed upstairs.

Sharon narrowed her eyes. 'You old coot. I will kick you out of here w

Chapter 21 A Lady Came Making a Scene