Chapter 5


    Chapter 5 She Was Serious


    Wilton Potter waited at the hospital gate. He was dressed in professional attire, wearing his rimless


    sses. He was anxiously standing beside the Maybach.


    Seeing Darren walk out of the hospital, Wilton trotted to him. The usually calm man seemed anxious


    today. "Mr. Sampson, you''re finally here. We only have five minutes before the international video


    conference begins. The materials are here..."


    Darren raised his hand and stopped Wilton.


    "Postpone the meeting."


    Wilton was taken aback for a moment. "Okay," he nodded.


    Darren had always valued this coboration. Wilton couldn''t understand why he postponed the meeting


    all of a sudden.


    Without any further ado, Wilton called the other party right away.


    The conference was important to Darren. He had prepared for it for a long time. However, at the


    moment, only ire''s voice asking for a divorce rang in his mind.


    Three years ago, his father had a heart attack, and ire had saved him.


    The two people instantly hit it off well from the start. Once his father found that ire liked Darren, he


    asked his son to marry ire.


    Darren had been unwilling at first. However, he finallypromised to fulfill his father''sst wish.


    Although they were married, he and ire didn''t live like a couple. They were only polite to each other.


    He didn''t like his wife. But as time went by, Darren got used to herpany.


    Two months ago, he got drunk and spent a night with Sierra.


    He tried to tell ire the truth but never had the courage to admit his mistake.


    It was all his fault. He owed an apology to ire.


    Darren got into the car and called ire, but no one answered.He then called the hospital but was told


    she had already left.


    Darren panicked.


    Just as he was about to call home, a delicate gift box wrapped in a satin ribbon caught his attention.


    "What''s this?"


    Wilton, sitting in the passenger seat, turned around. "Mrs. Sampson asked me to give it to you."


    Darren''s face lit up. "Did you see her? When did she give this to you?"


    "This morning."


    It was right before the car ident. Darren''s heart sank with disappointment.


    He opened the gift box and saw a pair of exquisite cufflinks in the shape of whale tail.


    "Today is your third wedding anniversary," Wilton reminded him.


    Darren turned and glowered at him.


    Wilton realized he shouldn''t have said that. He forced a smile and turned around. Wilton felt uneasy as


    he sensed Darren''s burning gaze.


    Darren took a deep breath and called the butler Marcel Morris.


    "Marcel, I''ming home for dinner. Please ask the chef to prepare all of ire''s favorite dishes. By


    the way, she is injured. Make sure they are nutritious and avoid unhealthy food," he said, stroking the


    cufflinks in the gift box.


    "Yes, sir."


    "Is ire home?"


    "No."


    A frown lined Darren''s forehead as he hung up the phone.


    It was so cold outside, and she was injured. Where would she go?


    Darren called ire several times, but no one answered.


    He had assumed ire had asked for a divorce out of anger. But now he realized she was serious.


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    Darren massaged his throbbing temples. He could feel the frustration building up within him.