You're The Best Medicine For Me novel Chapter 22

Shirley lurched a little and her hands were glued to the steering wheel. She turned around and glared at Bryan.

She was studying the slightest of changes in his expression and she discovered that when he asked that question, his face looked natural, like an onlooker simply curious about something.

Was he… not curious about Jacob’s identity?

“The father to my children…” Shirley averted her gaze, pretending to be calm, and then she stomped on the gas pedal and uttered the last few words with vengeance, “Is dead!”

When Bryan heard those words, his brows were knitted tightly.

For some reason, he felt a little restless.

When a woman labelled a man as good as dead, it usually meant that he was really dead or it meant he had been hurt too deeply by him despite loving him too much. It meant she hated him to the gut.

However, as he recalled from the child’s tone, it didn’t sound like that man was really dead.

He persisted in prying into the matter, “How did he die?”

Shirley sucked in a deep breath while her foot which was stepping on the gas pedal jerked a little. As she suppressed the urge to hurl this man outside the window, she said with utter contempt, “Sudden cardiac arrest!”

“Cardiac arrest?” Bryan stared at the woman’s face for a few seconds.

Shirley turned and met his eyes, and the smile on her face was extremely dazzling, “Right, he had a cardiac arrest. Are you satisfied with what you heard?”

The creases on the man’s forehead deepened.

This woman was toying with him.

“Do you hate him that much?” He couldn’t fathom why, but when he heard her speaking those words, he felt his mood taking a turn for the worse.

If she hated him that much, it meant she must have loved him equally hard too.

Otherwise, how could she hate someone so much that she even wanted to curse him to death?

Shirley gritted her teeth and felt reluctant to continue this topic with Bryan, “Mr. Moore, are you always this interested in gossips surrounding people’s privacy?”

“Which man could endure your bad temper? Your children are unfortunate to have you as their mother.”

“You…” Shirley stomped the gas pedal all the way and the car roared even louder. She howled with agitation, “What do you know? You know nothing. He has inflicted so much pain on me, yet what do you know? You are blaming me while you know nothing. Who are you to blame me?”

She was already at a loss for words as the indignant, painful and depressing emotions swept over Shirley like a huge tide.

Tears were rolling in her eyes and in order to prevent them from spilling, she expanded her pupils and trained her gaze on a space in front, “If you stand in my shoes and can still think from his perspective knowing that the man almost doomed me and harmed the children, I would laud your generosity and kindness. However, I am unlike disgusting dog shit men like you who toy with others’ feelings. I am just a little woman, and you will never know how much I have… gone through.”

When she reached the end of her sentence, Shirley still couldn’t hold back her tears from spilling.

She raised her hand to wipe off a streak of tears on her cheeks vehemently.

She was telling herself not to cry. There was nothing to cry about since she had gone through so much. Now, no one could bully her anymore and take anything away from her.

In an instant, the interior of the car sank into a depressing silence.

Bryan continued to stare at her side profile, and his lips quivered ever so slightly, as if some words were going to come out of his mouth. However, after realizing that no words would fit this situation, he ended up saying nothing.

He shut his eyes, and Shirley’s agonized face and the child’s cute face filled his mind…

If that man were him, he would be responsible towards them.

…

After reaching a private hospital sponsored by the Moore family, a dozen medical personnel flocked to them.

At that time, Bryan was immersed in a deep sleep, so he was carried into the operation theatre.