Chapter 709
’It was his own fault.'"
Lulu did not feel her conscience gnawing at all, because she never lifted a finger.
Naturally, Mrs. Slate was not about to believe her. "Really? Do you think you'd believe it if you were told that?"
"I would," Lulu replied.
Mrs. Slate scowled. "You..."
"Please, I need a signature," the nurse interjected just then.
Worried about Zachary's safety, Mrs. Slate quickly signed the consent form and said, "You have to save my son."
"Don't worry, the doctors will do their best, and it's not that serious anyway."
With that, the nurse returned inside with the surgery consent form, leaving behind a scowling Mrs. Slate.
She did not speak to Lulu, but the gears in her mind were working furiously.
It was clear that she could not make things work for Lulu-even if she had a change of heart and accepted Lulu now, Lulu's behavior only left her repulsed.
Lulu kept demanding that she die for what she did, and had been hurting her and Zachary repeatedly.
She probably would never be able to sleep with her eyes closed from now on in fear of her next attack.
And if Lulu plunged a knife into Zachary this time, what would happen next time?
Would she be next?
No... Lulu was no daughter-in-law. She was a walking disaster!
Suddenly, Mrs. Slate said, Taking things that far... it's clear you don't love
Zachary anymore, do you?"
Lulu spaced out for two seconds, but she soon turned calm and answered, "How could I still love him?"
"Stay away if you don't. Dont let him find you, ever."
"Soon, once the sedative wears off," the nurse replied.
Mrs. Slate nodded.
Able to tell that Mrs. Slate was worried, the nurse said, "Don't worry, it's just a minor surgery. He can leave right after he wakes up."
"I see. Thank you," Mrs. Slate replied and waited there until Zachary regained consciousness.
Isaac had destroyed the videos and the scheduled email Harvey had saved.
Harvey was not lying when he said that he had hidden it in a secret room of his study, and they would have had a hard time looking for it if Harvey kept his mouth shut.
Still, he searched Harvey's study thoroughly again and ensured nothing was left before leaving.
On his way back, he received a call, and answered it when he saw that it was James.
"Sorry, sir..." James apologized. "I messed up."
Isaac narrowed his eyes. "What is it?"
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