Chapter 111-120

Chapter 111 He Knew She Was Crying

“Do you want me to go upstairs to apologize to her?” asked Genevieve in a soft voice as she propped herself up from the couch with her head raised while looking at Armand. It wasn’t until then that he noticed that her face was extremely pale. There was also a hint of agony in her expression because of the pain. Frowning, he released her immediately. When he turned to go back upstairs, he demanded the housekeeper coldly, “Call for a doctor!” “Understood.” Knowing that Timothy wouldn’t be able to come downstairs while busy taking care of Marilyn, the housekeeper reached for the landline again, but Genevieve held her hand down. “That won’t be necessary.” “But Mdm. Genevieve, your legs…” The housekeeper glanced at the drenched hem of Genevieve’s dress before saying in worry, “Those burns will leave scars if we don’t tend to them in time…” Ignoring the housekeeper, Genevieve took out her phone and dialed a number. After around ten or so minutes, Patrick arrived at the Faulkner residence. He was surprised when he saw Genevieve’s pale face when he entered the living room. “What happened to you, Genev?” Instead of replying to him, she stood up from the couch while gritting her teeth. “Come help me up.” After Patrick moved closer, she leaned against his arm before tentatively taking a step. The excruciating pain in her legs made her face contort with agony. “You should stop, Mdm. Genevieve.” The housekeeper could sense her pain just by looking at her. “I’ll call a doctor.” Forcing herself, Genevieve took two more steps to get accustomed to the pain before turning around to instruct the housekeeper, “Inform Old Mrs. Faulkner when she returns that I’ll dine with her another day.” “Mdm. Genevieve…” Even though the housekeeper wanted to say something, Genevieve left with Patrick physically supporting her. It took her all of her strength just to walk out of the house. No longer able to hold herself up, she almost collapsed as her legs shivered. Frowning, Patrick caught her in time. “Genev, are your legs hurt?” He saw the bucket beside the couch as soon as he entered the house. Judging from the housekeeper’s tone of voice, Genevieve seemed to have suffered a grave injury, but he couldn’t check on her condition. She refused to reply while struggling to walk with her head hung low. Due to exertion, the veins on the back of her hand popped up. Seeing that she wasn’t about to reply to him, Patrick braced himself before leaning over to reach his arms underneath her legs and lift her. The moment his arm came into contact with her legs, she gasped while clutching onto his shirt tightly. She buried her face in his chest as she shuddered. “Hang in there. I’m taking you to the hospital.” Patrick carried her while hurrying to the car. Soon, he felt a warm liquid seeping through his shirt and landing on his chest, causing him to stop in his tracks for a moment. He knew Genevieve was crying. Upon reaching the car, Patrick opened the backdoor with one hand before gently laying Genevieve down on the seat. Then, he climbed into the driver’s seat and drove the car out of the Faulkner residence. Patrick called the hospital as he drove, informing them that he had a patient who got scalded. Upon hearing that, Genevieve said while enduring the pain, “I’m not going to the hospital.” “This won’t do. I heard the housekeeper mention that your injuries are serious. Let’s get it checked at the hospital first,” Patrick objected. “No. We’re going to Regality Gardens.” There was an aloof and stubborn look on Genevieve’s small, pale face. “Otherwise, stop the car by the road and let me out!” Patrick didn’t respond to that. “Patrick!” Genevieve raised her voice. “I! Am! Not! Going! To! The! Hospital!” She abhorred the smell of disinfectant in hospitals, which would also remind her of the past that she wished to forget. “All right. We won’t go to the hospital.” Seeing that she was, indeed, angry, Patrick coerced her with nice words while making a U-turn at the traffic lights to head to Regality Gardens as per her request. He looked at her from the rearview mirror, noting that she was texting someone on her phone.

Chapter 112 Calling Armand

Regality Gardens was a well-known housing area in the city center. It was famous for its prime environment, excellent services, and home to many wealthy people and celebrities. Patrick drove to the south entrance of Regality Gardens and saw a man dressed in a suit standing by the roadside. The man was looking around, and when he saw Patrick’s car, he quickly ran toward them. The man in a suit walked toward the backseat and greeted Genevieve, who had lowered the car window and showed her face. “Ms. Rachford.” Genevieve asked Patrick to unlock the car, and the man got in. Listening to Genevieve and the man’s conversation, Patrick learned that the man was a realtor agent. He was there to show her the houses. Soon, they reached the building at the back of Regality Gardens. The agent brought Genevieve and Patrick to the 16th floor and showed them the large condominium. The large condominium was elegantly decorated, with everything from an indoor pool to a home theatre. It was the kind that one could move in immediately. Patrick held on to Genevieve as they walked into the house. The latter sat on the couch, glanced around, and took out a card from her bag. “I’ll buy this.” “Sure.” As soon as the agent heard that, he quickly took out the agreement from his bag. The entire buying process took only ten minutes. Patrick sent the agent out, and at the same time, the doctor that he called had arrived at Regality Gardens. Since they could not get in, Patrick went down to fetch them. After the doctor entered the house, he lifted a bit of Genevieve’s wet skirt. Patrick stood next to the couch. From his point of view, he could clearly see Genevieve’s exposed calves. Her skin was burnt red, and almost none of her skin was intact. Judging by the seriousness of her calves, the burn on her thighs might have been even more severe. The doctor was still lifting her skirt, so Patrick turned around and clenched his fists tightly. “Ms. Rachford, your burnt injury is too severe.” As the doctor examined Genevieve’s calves, he gasped. “You need to go to the hospital. Ointments are useless. Otherwise, it’ll leave an unsightly, huge scar on your legs.” After hearing what the doctor said, Genevieve’s expression was calm, and her tone was composed “So be it. Please apply the ointment for me.” The doctor did not say anything after she spoke. He took the best ointment and applied it to both her legs. Once the doctor was done treating her injuries, Patrick gave the medical personnel extra tips after sending the doctor to Regality Gardens’ entrance. He saw Genevieve leaning against the couch while hugging a pillow when he returned. Patrick secretly let out a sigh of relief as he noticed that she was not as pale anymore. The color had returned to her face. He recalled not seeing Armand when he went to the Faulkner residence earlier. As he fished out his phone, Patrick said, “I’m calling Armand.” He should know that Genevieve has severe injuries on her legs. Furthermore, Patrick hoped Armand could persuade Genevieve to go to the hospital. Otherwise, it would be a problem if there were scars. “No need for that. Mr. Faulkner is busy too.” Genevieve stopped him before he could call Armand. She lowered her eyes and said calmly, “It’s just injuries on my leg. I’m still alive.” Mr. Faulkner? Patrick was somewhat taken aback when he heard Genevieve address Armand as “Mr. Faulkner” since she usually called him “Mando.” Furthermore, he realized that something was amiss with Genevieve after leaving the Faulkner residence. “Patrick, please go back to Swallow Garden and bring Maria here,” Genevieve said, looking exhausted while leaning her head on the pillow. Patrick was momentarily stunned and asked, “You’re planning to stay here and not return to Swallow Garden?” “Yes. I’ll return when Mr. Faulkner needs me, but I’ll stay here when he doesn’t.” It seemed like Genevieve dic not want to talk with him as she took her phone from the couch. “All right. I’ll go pick her now.” Looking at her in that state, Patrick could not help but soften his tone. “Genev, is there anything that you would like to eat?” She did not answer but turned her head to look at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window. Patrick massaged his temples. When he left, he could not help but wonder what happened to Genevieve when she was at the Faulkner residence where she suffered such a severe burnt injury.

Chapter 113 Disappointed In You

At the Faulkner residence, after Harriet prayed, she had wanted to stay at the church longer with Samantha. However, after she heard about the incident, the two rushed home in the afternoon. Harriet sat on the couch for a long time with a grim expression after learning about what had happened from one of the housekeepers, Mandy. The other housekeepers were standing by the side with their heads hanging low not daring to breathe loudly. The housekeepers were either busy upstairs or in the courtyard in the early morning. No one would expect such a shocking incident to happen in the house. According to them, Genevieve had pushed Marilyn, causing the latter almost to have a miscarriage. Even though the Faulkner family was filled with their descendants, Harriet liked Samuel and Armand the most. However, Samue had passed away in an accident, leaving Marilyn and the baby in her tummy behind. Thus, Harriet loved her unborn great-grandchild a lot. Some of the housekeepers even felt that as much as Harriet liked Genevieve, she would never forgive the latter for such a grave mistake. Just as the housekeepers felt uneasy, Harriet suddenly rose to her feet. With a darkened expression, she walked toward Armand, who was standing next to the couch. She lifted her hand and slapped him hard across the face. The slap was so loud that it scared the housekeepers. They were old housekeepers who had been serving the Faulkner family for a long time. Whenever Armand came to the Faulkner residence, Harriet was thrilled to see him. Hence, they had never seen her hitting him. W-What is happening? “Armand, I’m very disappointed in you,” Harriet said while shaking her head and putting her hand down in a huff. She had been alive for a long time and had seen all kinds of deceptions and the worst of human nature. Of course she would not believe everything a maid said. This was the first time in Harriet’s life that she had beaten Armand. She was exasperated that her grandchild had publicly taken Marilyn’s side without investigating what happened. He even ignored Genevieve, who had severe burns on her legs. Armand’s expression was still ice-cold, even after being slapped. He lowered his gaze and said, “Yes. You did right by punishing me.” “Mom, just leave this matter to Armand,” said Samantha. She had stepped out to smooth things over. She held onto Harriet’s arm and said, “You’re tired. Let me help you up to rest.” Harriet glared at Armand and sneered, “Right. He has his way of doing things. There’s no need for an old lady like me to take charge.” With that, she let Samantha help her, and they both went up to the second floor. In the living room, the housekeepers lowered their breathing rates even more. They saw Armand sitting at the end of the couch with his wrist on his knees. He looked casual, but the cold aura he exuded was terrifying. After a while, Armand asked flatly, “Who treated Mdm. Genevieve’s wounds?” “I-It’s me.” A younger female housekeeper stepped out from the crowd of housekeepers. She was the one who had served Genevieve beef pie last night. Armand looked at her. “Is she injured badly?” “Her burns are severe. Both her legs, from her thighs to her calves, were burnt red. Some parts had blisters too.” The housekeeper could not help but shudder as she recalled the horrific sight. If there are blisters on her burns, then it must be serious. Armand thought about how the woman looked at him calmly, yet she must have put a lot of effort into suppressing the pain she felt in both legs. His throat tightened after hearing what the housekeeper said. “Did she leave with the doctor?” “Mdm. Genevieve did not want me to call the doctor.” The housekeeper thought for a while and added, “But she called Mr. Patrick. I think they went to the hospital together.” After hearing that, Armand’s furrowed brows relaxed a little. He waved and called the other housekeeper, Mandy. “Mandy, repeat what you just told Old Mrs. Faulkner.”

Chapter 114 Get Lost This Instant