Sheryl Lancaster?
"Mrs. Quinn," the butler’s face darkened slightly. "She ca by herself, I didn’t call her here, don’t get mad, young master is in a coma now, there definitely won’t be anything happening between them, I’ve been watching the whole ti."
"What nonsense are you explaining?" Dr. Mo pushed the butler aside, speaking sarcastically, "So won simply don’t care whether Jared lives or dies, nor do they care if he is with other won.
She might even wish for him to be with soone else, so they can break up cleanly, and she can leave him far behind."
"What rubbish are you spouting?" The butler glared at Dr. Mo, then chid in, "The little master likes Mrs. Quinn so much, if she leaves, the little master surely won’t eat or drink again, and who knows how any new woman would treat the little master."
lody Thorne felt an inexplicable pain in her heart, partly because of Timmy, and a small part due to Jared Quinn.
Jared fell into a coma because of her.
"Poor little master, having no mother since a young age, and now about to be abandoned again," the butler wiped tears.
The more he spoke, the more pain lody Thorne felt in her heart.
She wouldn’t allow Timmy to beco pitiful like that.
"Move," lody Thorne pushed the butler aside and opened the door to the hospital room.
Inside, Sheryl Lancaster was closer to Jared Quinn than ever before, the buttons of the man’s shirt on the hospital bed were all undone, exposing his strong physique and honey-colored, smooth skin. Back when she was his nominal girlfriend, she couldn’t even touch him; now she was sowhat obsessed.
Her fingers couldn’t help but explore Jared’s chest, lingering in a touch, eyes closed in enjoynt.
Given the chance to offer herself to Jared right now, she’d strip bare without hesitation and give herself to him.
The door suddenly swung open from outside; her fingers were left in a compromising position, looking lewd.
Both the butler and Dr. Mo widened their eyes, this woman was clearly like a sexual predator, trying to violate their young master in his absence.
"lody Thorne, why are you here?" Sheryl Lancaster hurriedly withdrew her hand, her face flaring red, speaking in a harsh tone, "Why are you here? Is it that you think you’ve not hard Jared Quinn enough?"
lody Thorne stepped forward coldly, glaring at her. This Sheryl Lancaster certainly knew how to take advantage of an opportunity, "The matters between my husband and don’t concern an outsider like you."
She curled her lips into a smirk, echoing Jared’s oft-spoken words dismissively.
"Well, Miss Lancaster, thank you for taking care of him, but now that I’m here, you can leave."
"lody Thorne, you don’t deserve to be by his side." Sheryl Lancaster was provoked by her words, "No matter what, I was his ex-girlfriend, it’s my duty to take care of him. With a woman like you around him, I feel uneasy."
lody Thorne chuckled lightly, "You are the ex-girlfriend; I’m his wife. Even if I stop wanting him, you won’t have the right to stay by his side."
"lody Thorne," Sheryl nearly scread, "You’re the one who caused this to him; the one who should leave is you, not . I ca to take care of him with the butler’s consent."
Sheryl thought invoking the butler as her backing would suffice.
"Oh, really?" lody Thorne turned her gaze to the butler, "In that case, since you brought her in, you can escort her out."
Sheryl Lancaster "!!"
The butler stepped inside, already displeased with Sheryl’s actions toward their young master, who detested being touched by won, yet she claid to take care of him under a guise of indecency.
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