In the hospital...

Yuna knew that Joanne was fine after watching the news and was relieved.

Joanne almost lost her child twice. It was so close. If this time she lost her child because of Rowdy, she would be so ashamed that she couldn't stay in Arlington anymore, let alone face Joanne herself.

In the afternoon, Kai, who was supposed to be working in Glasgow, was followed by a nurse.

Seeing Yuna's astonished expression, Kai touched his own hair subconsciously out of embarrassment. "Yuna, Brother Wesley told me that you got hurt and asked me to come and see if there is anything that I could help with and said that I should take care of you. By the way, your hospital transfer procedure is all settled. You can now pack and go."

"I've just been admitted. There's not much to pack." Yuna sat up. "Kai, where is Brother Wesley?" she asked after a second thought.

She hadn't heard from Wesley since he had left the hospital in the morning. She knew that it was silly to be worried about him. But when the idea of Rowdy planning to kill him came to her, she couldn't stop being silly.

"Brother Wesley has a lot on his plate, but he didn't say anything about what it is. He just asked me to help you with the transfer."

"Miss Xu," the nurse interrupted, "that guy waited all whole night last night outside the ward. He was there for you for the entire night. I guess he is your boyfriend, right? He was so hot. We were so jealous!"

Yuna finally figured out why Wesley was able to rush into the ward this morning right on time. He had been right outside.

"Yuna, what was Brother Wesley doing sitting outside?" Kai asked with uncertainty. "He was worried about you, right?"

Yuna chuckled. "If he did worry about me, he should have stayed in the ward. Who knows what he was doing out there? Weirdo..."

"..." Kai went silent.

Having said nothing, Kai sent Yuna to the private hospital.

Yuna had heard about this private hospital under Lambert Group. But when she got to see it for herself, she was still overwhelmed by the fully equipped facilities and the elegance of the hospital environment.

Kai couldn't help sighing. "So this is how the rich roll."

In order to ensure that Yuna was accompanied 24/7, Joanne had assigned two care workers to Yuna. The arrangement of her ward adhered to the standard of a suite, and the facilities were very fancy, like those in a five-star hotel.

Yuna was so overwhelmed that she had this illusion: She was here for a vacation, not for medical treatment.

Kai wondered while still in shock, "Yuna, if I broke my leg, do you think Brother Wesley would send me to a hospital like this for medical treatment?"

"Well..." Yuna into deep thought. "If you really want to know, I can break your leg so that you could find out."

Kai had a chill run through him. "Nope, I'm good."

The care worker came up behind Yuna. "Miss Xu, may I help you to get in the bed?"

"How?" Kai stopped the care worker. "Yuna is wearing a thick cast. What are we gonna do if you accidentally hurt her?"

"So-" the caretaker hesitated, "are you gonna carry her to the bed?"

Blushing from shyness, Kai couldn't look directly at Yuna or speak properly. "Sister Y-Yuna, do you mind if I hold..." All of a sudden, Wesley showed up in the ward, while Kai was still stuttering.

"Brother Wesley!" Kai looked at Wesley and stood up straight, as if he did something wrong and was busted.

Wesley responded with a "Yeah," and passed Kai a note,"Go there. Find Gavin. He will show you to Mike."

Kai had never expected that he could meet someone as influential as Mike. He felt a little unconfident. "Then? What do I need to do?"

"Be aware of the environment and be safe." Wesley said, "Gavin will take care of the rest."

"Got it!"

Kai ran away and left the ward, and the care worker also left for work. There were only Yuna and Wesley in the ward.

Yuna stared at the bed. While she was trying to come up with a way to get in the bed, she was lifted up. It was Wesley who was lifting her.

At that moment, her heart was beating like crazy. She felt like she had thousands of butterflies in her stomach.

As Yuna looked up, all she could see was Wesley's sculpture-like face, looking intimidatingly stern. Despite his pursed lips, to her, they still looked incredibly delicious. If she lacked self-control, she wouldn't be able to hold back any longer and would just kiss him.

Once the soft and warm female figure lay on his arms, he finally realized what he was doing. After being startled for a moment, he then threw Yuna onto the bed emotionlessly.

It was insane. Yes, Kai was about to hold her. But what did that have to do with him? Why did he rush in? Just so he could carry her himself into bed?

"Bang!" Yuna was thrown onto the bed.

Yuna didn't expect the roughness of Wesley. She couldn't react. Also, the wound on her leg was bumped, which led to the death of the butterflies in her stomach.

She gritted her teeth and gripped the bed sheet very hard. Out of this unbearable pain, she grabbed a pillow nearby and threw it at Wesley fiercely. "Who let you touch me? Damn! I would have chosen Kai over you to carry me."

To Wesley, she had to be some kind of garbage. Otherwise, why would he throw her away like that without care?

Noticing the cold sweat dripping down her forehead because of pain, his heart was stung as if there was a nail being hammered into it. But on second thought, maybe this was the right thing to do.

Settled with this idea, he sneered ruthlessly, "Oh, I thought you were familiar with this pain when you were practicing Taekwondo. Well, take that as a memory recall."

While investigating the missions assigned by Rowdy that Yuna had carried out over the past few years, he discovered the facts that Yuna had once broken her ribs, fallen off from a cliff, and basically gotten hurt everywhere when she was in training.

She had taken this much pain for Rowdy. How painful could that little bump be?

"Why would I want to recall my pain?" Yuna rolled her eyes to Wesley in disbelief. "Wesley, what's wrong with you? Go get yourself checked out."

"..."

"..."

"If you need anything, ask the care worker."

After leaving a few last words, Wesley left the ward.

Yuna was right. Maybe there was something wrong with him. Something serious.

Considering that Wesley was out of his mind, Yuna didn't take this into account. She lay down and turned on the LCD TV that had a wonderful visual effect to kill time.

...

The next day, the evaluation review that Rosalyn had taken in the police station came out. She was detained and forced to undergo drug rehabilitation in a rehab center.

A well-known superstar with a once-promising future became an artist with an unremovable stain on her life and no future.

But Brian had no intention to let Rosalyn go that easy.

The upcoming movie scheduled to come out in a week starring Rosalyn was canceled. The biggest investor, the Scott Group, suffered a heavy loss. Apart from that, the endorsement events and advertisements related to Rosalyn were all banned. The companies were all required to terminate the contracts and provide compensation.

On top of having an irrevocably broken name, Rosalyn also had to face a great number of compensation claims.

Even worse, Rosalyn's management company made an announcement that they had officially terminated the contract with her. Upon the termination, they were no longer responsible for Rosalyn's management business. Also, they were not liable for her personal actions.

None of the artists who had been Rosalyn's friends, those who had claimed to be her "BFFs", stood up for Rosalyn. More importantly, they stopped updating their social media status in order to avoid suspicion.

It was very clear from the rumor in their circle that it wasn't the Artist Authority shutting out Rosalyn. They were going to do it later. It was Brian who was shutting Rosalyn out.

Unless one didn't want to stay in show business, there wouldn't be a person who would want to go against Brian's will.

On the third day, Rosalyn hosted a press conference in her own name confessing the fact that she was in rehab.

When the press asked her about the incident of her crashing into Joanne, she cried and said, "I was devastated and I wasn't conscious. I thought all the pain I was suffering was because of her, so I did such an irrational thing to her out of anger. Fortunately, it didn't lead to a more severe consequence. I hereby apologize to Mrs. Lambert and to all my fans-I am really sorry. I was blinded for love, had no idea about loving and cherishing myself, and let you all down. I will do my utmost to quit all these unhealthy habits and I would like to beg for your forgiveness."

"Rosalyn, what's your plan for the future? A tainted artist wants to get back into show biz... Seems a bit hard, isn't it?" a reporter asked.

Rosalyn cried even more wretchedly. "I am really really sorry, guys. If you are willing to give me another chance when I come back, I want to be devoted to doing charity work, helping people in need, and do everything I can to make up for it."

Hearing that, Joanne switched off the TV.

Although Rosalyn was in trouble with a ruined reputation, she was still influential in show business after all these years. The tears she dropped at this press conference could earn back a lot of sympathy.

Based on her previous accomplishments, as long as she kept a certain amount of her fans and maintained her popularity, she could be whitewashed and storm back after doing a few years of charity work.

If she were right, Rosalyn would tell everyone that she had moved on from Brian, had broadened her horizon after years of charity work, and would like to focus only on those in need at that time and help them, while trying her best.

At that point, a well-written story would be completed: A goddess, who was once nearly ruined because of unobtainable love, washed the taint off herself and found her way back from the mud to where she belonged.

Joanne couldn't help sighing. No wonder why people always said that life is a play: If this isn't dramatic enough, then what is?

Brian got off from work earlier than usual. He saw Joanne sitting on the couch and switching TV channels out of boredom.

It was getting warm. The indoor temperature was comfortable. Joanne wore warm, creamy-white house clothes, sitting on the couch. It was not difficult to see the bump on her stomach.

Joanne was aware of him when he was changing his shoes. Even though the little guys in her womb couldn't hear it, she still said to them, "Daddy is back."

Brian smiled upon hearing what she had said. He walked into the living room, noticing the stiffness she suddenly had on her face.

He frowned while speeding up. "What happened?"

Joanne blinked, feeling incredible. She dragged Brian over, took his hand, and placed it on her stomach. "They moved! Right when I was telling them daddy is back!" She grabbed Brian's hand excitedly. "They heard me, right?"

Brian put his knee down in front of Joanne and his hand covered her stomach carefully. There was not any movement. But he knew exactly that there were two little lives growing inside there.

He stared at Joanne with complete gentleness. "You sensed it for the first time?"

Joanne nodded. "Yeah." Suddenly, she paused and said with all seriousness, "But isn't it weird to have the fetal movement this soon?"