The stairs of the fire exit continued one after another, as if there were no end.

Brian stepped down but he felt that his legs were powerless. He lowered his head slightly, and his eyes were hidden in the dark light of the passage.

If it weren't for him holding the papers so tightly in his hand, which meant that he still had strength, people would believe that he would fall down at any time by looking at his back.

When he noticed that Joanne was pregnant, his ecstasy was no less than the moment he got her.

But Joanne did not intend to tell him the news, and she did not intend to keep this child.

If it weren't for Chris, if he didn't see her in the hospital, he wouldn't even believe that Joanne would be so cruel that she could just kill their baby like that.

For a moment, anger burned his reason, and the moment he reached out, he had really wanted to kill Joanne.

But she was so slim and thin, standing there with red eyes, like an innocent child who ahd been bullied; he had taken back his hand in the end.

Even if Joanne had given up the truly innocent child, even if he was already angry, he still couldn't bring himself to hurt her, at all.

The stairs suddenly disappeared, and a fire door appeared in front of Brian.

Pushing the door open, it was the hospital hall where it was full of patients.

Brian walked out, and the noisy voices around him became a beeping sound; there was a strange face clearly in front of him, but it was very vague...

His surroundings seemed to form a vacuum. He didn't realize that the hall had become gradually silent. The eyes of adults and children had gathered on him.

People were just curious-that man clearly had a good look, clearly dressed in a glamorous way, but the forehead was covered with blood; the collar was also somewhat askew, and he looked sad and empty.

Even if that many people were looking at him, he seemed to be unable to see anyone, and went straight outside.

"That person..." someone guessed, "Did he just find out that he has some untreatable disease? What a young man, and he looks so good, what a pity..."

At that time, Wendy, who was chasing him down, had just exited the elevator. She instantly recognized Brian's back in the crowd and caught up to him. She said, Hey, you're hurt, let me take you to deal with the wound."

Brian looked at Wendy and asked, "Who told you to come down?"

Wendy bit her lip, and she was not sure if she should tell the truth. She just held Brian and said, "I am a doctor, I have the responsibility to prevent you from leaving the hospital like this!"

Brian gently moved away from Wendy. "I am fine."

"But"

Wendy looked at the blood on Brian's forehead and determined that the injuries on his body would definitely be more than that. Joanne's fears were right. There would definitely be an accident if he was allowed to drive back by himself.

Or she could just call a few people to force him to be checked.

At that time, Brian suddenly said, "She needs you more, you go up."

Wendy was stunned and when she realized that the person he meant was Joanne, he had already left the hospital.

She had to dial Gavin's number, as Joanne had asked her to call Gavin to pick him up.

At that time, Gavin had just arrived and saw Brian coming out of the hospital.

He had no time to talk about it with Wendy, and rushed down to help Brian. He asked, "What happened?"

Brian seemed unable to hear what Gavin had just said. Give me the car keys. The car he had just left at the hospital's entrance had been towed away by the police.

"...Do you actually think that you can still drive!?"

Gavin rarely rebelled against Brian and it was also the first time for Brian to not look back at him with dangerous eyes, but he bowed his head and laughed.

In an instant, Gavin understood everything-Brian had not arrived on time to stop Joanne. The child ...might be gone.

He shook his head subconsciously. "Impossible."

In the past few years, he had been paying attention to Joanne for Brian's sake, so he had already understood Joanne's character very well, even before he had officially met her.

He did not believe that Joanne would do such a heart-wrenching thing.

Gavin hoped that he had guessed wrong. He hoped to hear Brian arguing on her behalf and asking him to get out.

But Brian had only gotten into the car, sitting in the back seat like a mournful statue. His eyes were dark and motionless; only the blood on his forehead was slowly flowing down.

Gavin opened the back seat door and said, "No matter what, the injuries on your body should be tended."

Brian closed his eyes and said, "Call Doctor Chen and have him go to the company."

In that hospital place, he didn't want to stay for half a second, not even to deal with the wound.

Gavin was previously unable to persuade Brian. He knew that it would be of no use to even try at the time. So he said nothing, and dialed Doctor Chen's number while driving back.

The white car drove directly into the Lambert Group' underground garage, and Brian went directly from B1 to the president's office at the top-level.

When it was time to get off work, almost everyone had already finished their jobs. Several secretaries in the secretary's office were chatting and they had all gone silent, opening their eyes when they saw Brian.

Even at his worst time, he had always been well dressedm with his image was as good as ever, but that day...

Gavin used his gaze to signal them to not make a fuss. The secretaries were all very responsive people. Soon they acted like they didn't see anything, and they bowed their heads, pretending to be busy. After Brian entered the office, they only exchanged a few doubtful eyes and did not dare to discuss anything.

Not long after, Dr. Chen rushed to the company and looked at the wound on Brian's forehead. While dealing with it, he asked, How was he injured?

Gavin replied for Brian, "It should be the time when he was driving."

Dr. Chen handled the wound on his forehead in a neat way. The head is hurt like this. There must be other wounds on the body...

Before Dr Chen finished, Brian interrupted him, "The other places are fine. Dr. Chen, you can go."

"If the head was hurt like this, how can the other places be fine?" Dr. Chen widened his eyes, "Gavin, take his clothes off!"

Gavin shrunk his shoulders. "I don't dare."

The doctor's instinct made Dr. Chen unable to ignore the problem of Brian's injuries. He thought about it and gestured to Gavin, "Call Mrs. Lambert, I don't believe..."

Gavin's face changed instantly, and took Dr. Chen out of the office.

Mentioning Joanne in front of Brian at that time, did he want to be sent to Africa or to be thrown away as a coolie?

In the office, Brian's ribs were still in pain, but he was not as angry as Gavin thought.

Before that, he had thought that he would not be able to hear Joanne's name in the future, but when Dr. Chen unintentionally mentioned it, he discovered that his anger and resentment against Joanne had already disappeared.

Even if she did such a cruel thing, not to mention to hurt her, and even to hate her, he couldn't do it.

Brian laughed, and the bottom of his eyes were full of self-deprecation.

Gavin could only helplessly sigh when he saw Brian looking like that, after he had sent Dr Chen away.

He walked over. "What are you going to do next?"

Brian's eyes flashed with some extreme danger. "...Rowdy has spent so much effort to take down Lambert Group; we should also do something."

"You know what I mean," Gavin said, "I am talking about Joanne. What are you going to do?"

Brian thought for a long time, then slowly said, "Contact Lawyer Zayn, to draft a divorce agreement."

Every word of his shocked Gavin, who had only found his voice after a long while. You... are you sure? Do you really want to divorce Joanne?

"If we can't find out what she's hiding," Brian looked sullen as he continued, "Then we can probably know of it after I sign a divorce agreement."

Gavin vaguely understood Brian's plan and nodded to contact Lawyer Zayn.

His cell phone rang again after he told the lawyer what to do; it was an unregistered number, but it felt familiar.

After thinking about it, he finally remembered the call he received an hour ago-it was Joanne's cousin, Wendy.

He picked up the phone, and Wendy's cautious voice came, "Umm, I just want to ask, his injuries... How is he?"

He smiled and said, "Tell your cousin, the wound was handled well, the trauma cannot be treated."

"...Oh." When Wendy just wanted to hang up the phone, she realized and said, "What should I tell my cousin!? I am just..."

"Hey-" Gavin didn't want to listen to the lame explanation, "Little cousin, you are still too young to steal things from me."

Being exposed so scornfully, Wendy, who was on the other side of the phone, was so irritated that her face had become twisted, but she thought about it and calmed down. "Envying my youth, Uncle!?" she said, then she hung up the phone.

Gavin had been immersed in the mall for so many years, hadn't he heard all things good or bad? It was unneccessary to mess with a small girl, so he just hung up the phone calmly.

It was almost eight o'clock after working overtime, and Brian still didn't plan to leave the company.

Gavin ordered some takeaway for him, but he did not expect him to eat, so he left the company with a group of assistants silently.

There was a mirror in front of the elevator door. While waiting, Gavin looked at him in front of the mirror. The secretary on the side ridiculed him, "Special Assistant Gavin, you are handsome enough!"

Gavin touched his face, that was perfect and flawless. He asked, "Do I look like an uncle?"

How? The secretaries were soft and sweet. Twenty-eight, it's the best age of a boyfriend for girls.

"Do I look like a dangerous person?" Gavin suddenly remembered that Wendy thought he was dangerous when they had met at the wine party for the first time.

The secretaries looked at Gavin and nodded, "Just by looks, Special Assistant Gavin, you are really not safe." Lips and nose were both so seductive.

Gavin disagreed from the bottom of his heart, and stepped into the elevator. "You are just like the little girl!"

Several secretaries all looked at each other; no one knew who the "little girl" in his words was.

However, they remembered that "little girl".