Gavin held the steering wheel of the car, and his destination was clear - the hospital.

However, not long after the car went out, Brian in the back seat suddenly said, "Go home."

Gavin couldn't help but complain. "Go home now, you will be carried to the hospital tomorrow. So I advise you to walk in today."

"..." Brian did not speak for a long time.

Just as Gavin was surprised to think that President Lambert had finally compromised, Brian suddenly said lowly, "Send doctor Chen to home."

"..." Gavin silently brought up his Bluetooth headset. "I'm beaten by you."

Gavin dialed Brian's home number and asked Simon to call Dr. Chen to home.

Simon was shocked and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? Is the young master or young lady?"

"It's just that your Mr. Brian had a stomachache again. But he refused to go to the hospital, which means that the problem is not serious. Rest assured!"

After mocking and ridiculing, Gavin still speeded up and sent Brian back home within half an hour.

Dr. Chen diagnosed and made a rigorous suggestion. "Mr. Lambert, I think you should go to the hospital for the sake of safety. I can relieve pain for you now, but you may have to stay in hospital to recuperate if the situation drags on."

"There are still many affairs in the company tomorrow, I can't go to the hospital." Brian reached out and his tone was faint but determined. "Doctor Chen, I have to trouble you."

Dr. Chen hurriedly eyed Gavin a few times, indicating him to persuade Brian.

Gavin received the signal, but he only spread his hand and shrugged his shoulders, which meant that he could do nothing.

If he could persuade Brian, he would have thrown him into the hospital long ago.

The only person in the world who could make Brian obedient was now divorcing him, and Gavin would not be stupid to ask her to do anything.

Dr. Chen shook his head and reluctantly gave Brian an infusion. Then he prescribed medicine to let him take them. He urged. "Mr. Lambert, take a rest, if you really can't bear it, you must go to the hospital tomorrow."

Brian closed his eyes and beckoned that he understood it, and then Gavin was pulled out of the room by Dr. Chen.

In the large single room, only Brian stayed.

Brian was lying in bed, like back in days before they married -

There's only him. He opened his eyes, seeing the room was empty, and even the shadows were single. When he closed his eyes, emptiness howled and surrounded him again; he could even hear his breathing.

For many years, he was either in the company or in the study, dealing with endless affairs. He usually exhausted himself to an extent that he could not keep his eyes open and fell asleep as soon as he lay on the bed.

But now, when he opened his eyes, there's Joanne's figure everywhere. She was sitting on the sofa reading a book, she was lying on the bed watching a movie, and she curled up in the bed and talked to him...

Even if Brian closed his eyes, his breath was filled with her scent.

However, he couldn't see her.

Even if he turned the room upside down, he could not find her.

Brian suddenly remembered the last time he had a stomachache, they'd just married. Maybe she had never seen a sick Brian, she rushed into the ward and tears burst out.

At that time, as long as he had little confidence in himself, he could detect Joanne's feelings for him and would not make so many troubles.

Fortunately, it was not too late that he knew it later.

For so long together, he did not doubt Joanne's love, so he didn't believe the report about her and Shawn's affairs anyhow.

But why did Joanne not only admit it, but also refuse to listen to his explanation, and then insist on divorcing him?

There must be something wrong, what did he miss?

He couldn't understand it, but the stomachache gradually eased. Brian brought the phone and called Chris.

"How are you?" The phone didn't ring a few times and Chris answered.

"I'm fine. It was just an old disease." After a pause, Brian asked, "How about Joanne?"

"In the room, I don't know if she fell asleep."

"... Have you found anything?"

Chris sighed helplessly. "No matter what I asked, she didn't say anything and just repeatedly stressed that she would divorce you."

"..." Brian's head also ached along with the stomach. He could not help but press the temple. "Take care of her for me these days."

Chris said, "Don't worry."

Chris hung up the phone. The calling interface faded and the home screen background was loaded.

It was the photo of the extraordinary Paris at night, the romantic high tower, and he and Joanne kissing in front of the tower...

At that time, everything was fine, and Joanne almost followed him as if she had been glued to him at every moment.

But overnight, everything changed. Did Joanne really hide something from him?

Now, only Joanne had the answer to this question.

Now, Joanne was lying on the bed of Chris's guest room, holding the doll which Brian should send her when she was ten years old. She was tossing and turning.

When she left, she only took away the fourteen gifts that Brian sent her, and the small suitcases only contained these items. As for the clothes, she could use Freya's in Chris's room.

She had considered all things, and also knew that the next few days would be dark and difficult.

But she didn't expect it was so difficult.

Since she married Brian, she had never felt the darkness and endlessness of the night. She always slept well until dawn in Brian's arms.

At this moment, she was alone with a doll not for her age. The silence and darkness quietly drowned her. She couldn't feel Brian's solid warm chest or smell his reassuring breath...

She naturally couldn't sleep.

The night was long. The longer she lay in bed, the more she would suffer. Joanne got out of bed and fond the luck charm that Brian personally knitted.

She was not good at crafts, so she didn't know whether it was difficult to knit such an item.

But thinking of Brian slightly bowing his head, using the pair of hands that, in the business, controlled and killed, to weave an ordinary gadget for her, Joanne's lips would unconsciously come up with a happy smile.

The happier she felt in her heart, the emptier the smile on her face was - the painful and unbelievable eyes of Brian just surfaced in front of her eyes.

After what she said, would he really believe that she had extramarital affair and then sign the agreement in rage?

Joanne waited for it to happen, but she was also afraid of the moment when it really happened.

She held her knees in her hands and shrank herself into a small ball. She was just like a lost lamb and didn't know what would happen in the future...

The next day.

Joanne sat down at the table, and Chris frowned. "Didn't you have a good rest?"

Her face was very poor and she looked downcast.

Joanne faintly smiled, sipping the milk that Chris handed over. "It's fine. I'll just get sleep at noon," she said, frowning her eyebrows and putting down the milk. "Brother, have you changed the milk? Why does it taste differently?"

If she remembered correctly, Chris only drank milk from an imported brand. But today she felt that the milk smell was much heavier, unlike the milk produced by that brand.

"No." Chris did not think much and teased her. "Maybe your taste sense also didn't have a good rest."

Chris's words left Joanne speechless.

After breakfast, Joanne said that she was going to work. Her long leave would over today.

"Are you sure you don't want to rest for a few more days at home?" Chris doubted whether she could work in such a condition.

"I'll feel worse if I rest for a few more days." Joanne picked up the bag. "So I might as well go to work." Whether it was the police case or the old case of Brian's father's, those both could distract her and make her daytime less difficult than the nighttime.

Chris did not trust Joanne to drive and sent her to the police station.

Only half a month, when she stepped into the police station again, Joanne already had the illusion that things changed - The last time she stepped in here, she and Brian were fine, and everything was fine.

But now, the kind-hearted colleagues looked at her with strange eyes.

Gradually, Joanne felt that something was wrong.

Even if others didn't know, who in the station didn't know that she and Shawn were just friends? Even if they all believed in those words in the report, they should not see her in such sympathetic and contemptuous eyes.

When passing by Hannah's office, Hannah took Joanne by the hand and asked, "Joanne, do you really want to divorce Mr. Lambert?"

Joanne was stunned, and then, Hannah had already opened a webpage. She saw today's entertainment headlines C

"Revealed! Brian and Joanne Divorced. Joanne's Extramarital Affair Evidence Exposed, the Couple Suspected Fallen Apart."

The so-called "extramarital evidence" was those pictures when Lambert Group were in trouble, Joanne left the police station from the back door but was still blocked by reporters. Therefore, Shawn came out to help her out.

At that time, Shawn was angry and protected her to return to the police station. The media's photographing angle was very tricky. They not only looked particularly intimate in the photos, but also the twisted anger and worry on Shawn's face were clearly captured. It was easy to misunderstand.

The report said that the hotel refused to disclose anything, but according to Joanne's colleagues, she would almost do everything with Shawn in the police station. They entered the police station on the same day, ate together, went to the crime scenes together and investigated cases together. In the beginning, many people thought that even if they were not a couple, they would definitely become a couple.

Also, the reporter exposed Shawn's background. He was the only legal heir of the Jiang Enterprises. In the circle of the rich second generation, Shawn kept a low profile, but his fortune was immeasurable.

Shawn's considerable fortune and powerful background, for no reason, became the evidence of Joanne's extramarital affair. And people were all criticizing her in the news comment section.

"The woman must have regarded the Privileged Mr. Shawn Master as a spare tire at the beginning. Brian must be richer than Shawn, so she abandoned the spare tire and married Brian. However, Brian's company was out of order recently, she decisively abandoned him and wanted to be Shawn's wife. Ah, she's a psychic bitch."

"I said that this woman is only pure on the surface!"

"Hah, it was good that such a person had the self-knowledge to leave Brian. Mr. Lambert belongs to Rosalyn, hmph!"

"Joanne, others may don't know you and Shawn, we can't know you better." Hannah said, "Why don't you clarify but let the news spread on the Internet?"

Joanne smiled and closed the webpage. "There's no need."

She could see the news, and naturally, Brian could also see it.

After that, would he at least doubt her and Shawn in some way?

This was exactly what she wanted. Now, Brian would not sign the agreement unless he was enraged.