Chapter 938
The couple exchanged a nce and changed the subject. Some things were too secretive, and the
more people who knew, the more dangerous it became. Not knowing was their best protection.
Jasmine felt a slight sense of guilt for hiding things from her loved ones, but she had to abandon
that feeling for his and their own protection.
She handed Giancarlo a pair of disposable fork and said, "Eat up! You must have gained at least
five pounds during your hospital stay."
"Jasmine, you always like to expose my weaknesses," Giancarlo replied with a smile as he took the
fork from her hand and tasted some mushrooms.
As they were eating dinner, they heard knocking on the door outside. re put down her fork to
answer it and saw Sylvia and Franklin standing there.
re''s face lit up with joy as he greeted them warmly. "Sylvia, Mr. Maskelyne! You''vee!"
"Uncle," Franklin corrected him with a smile. "No need to be so formal; we''re all family here." He
ced his gift in the corner cab while Jasper carried two boxes inside.
"You bring so many skincare products; we can never finish them all," Jasmine chuckled softly as
she weed them in her elegant manner that made even every wrinkle around her eyes seem
gentle.
"You''re too kind," Sylvia replied before walking over to Giancarlo''s side asking about how he was
feelingtely while calling up his medical records on phone along with recent prescriptions used by
him.
After getting urate answers regarding Giancarlo''s health status from him or doctors'' reports if
needed, Sylvia nodded approvingly before asking if he had gone through any check-ups earlier
today?
"We have almost daily check-ups now; let me call someone over." He immediately called out for
someone nearby who could help take care of this matter quickly before turning back towards Sylvia
and Franklin again. "Have you guys eaten yet? My uncle brought extra food tonight; would you like
some?"
"We already ate earlier; please enjoy your meal!" Franklin sat elegantly on one of their sofas with
legs crossed looking quite refined and sophisticated while waiting patiently for further updates
regarding Giancarlo''s health condition which soon arrived thanks to diligent efforts by both doctors
and nurses alike who kept track of everything meticulously including prescriptions used during this
period since admission into hospital till date etcetera...
"Dr. Sylvia, take a look at these." The doctor handed over all these things to Sylvia.
Sylvia took them and started looking down.
The doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead due to running and stood next to Sylvia.
After a few minutes, Sylvia handed all these things back to him. "The recovery is quite good, much
better than I expected."
"The old man has been wanting to leave the hospital..." The doctor looked at her with some
difficulty. "What do you think, Dr. Sylvia?"
"Good recovery doesn''t mean he can be discharged immediately." Sylvia smiled with bright eyes.
"Let''s observe for another two days and give him two more days of IV fluids to reduce inmmation.
It''s better safe than sorry."
"Sylvia, I''m so tired of staying here," Giancarlo said even during his hospital stay; his hair was
combed very carefully without any messiness visible in it. His silver strands were clearly visible
against slightly sunken eye sockets while deep brown eyes quietly spoke of the marks left by time.
"When it''s time for leisure, you have to take a few days off," said Sylvia as she handed him another
small steamed bun jokingly. "Eat more; when you''re dischargedter on, you''ll have to walk out
yourself."
"Of course I have to walk out myself! If I keep lying in bed every day like this, I''ll turn into a
mushroom!" Giancarlo directly epted her joke andughed.
"Stay for two more days; discharge on the day after tomorrow," said Sylviafortingly as she
looked at him. "Your illness is not trivial; after barely saving your life back then, you must cherish it
well now! Besides that my uncle''s engagement banquet has chosen a date next Saturday so if you
leave early then there won''t be any chance for you attend!"
Hearing what Sylvia had just said made Giancarlo finally ept this fact. "Okay then... I''ll stay here
for another two days."
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It really feels like living here will make me go crazy!
The Ritter Vi.
Mrs. Ritter tearfully handed over a bunch of keys to the buyer before carrying her luggage and
saying, "Let''s go."
Ashlyn''s eyes were also red and swollen but she still took onest reluctant look at their home
where they had lived together for many years before saying. "Alright, let''s go."
After Ritter Group dered bankruptcy, Mrs. Ritter was forced to sell their valuable vi in order to
pay off debts
"Mom, don''t be too sad," Ashlyn said as she opened the car door. "Dad still needs a lot of money for
his medical treatment, and we have so many debts to pay off. Our family is falling apart, and our
rtives and friends can''t even help us anymore."
"Thank goodness, we still have this car," she continued as she got in the driver''s seat. "Otherwise, it
would be inconvenient for us to go anywhere. Taxis are expensive, and buses waste time."
The Ritter family had owned several luxury cars, but they had all been sold off. Only the cheapest
BMW X3 remained - it was meant for their driver to use.
Now all of their drivers and servants had been dismissed.
The Ritter family... had truly fallen from grace.
"Oh..." Mrs. Ritter got into the car and rolled down the window before turning back to look at their
former home - the Ritter Vi - as they slowly drove away until it was out of sight.
"Don''t worry, mom," Ashlyn said while driving. "I''ll work hard in order to make you proud once again
when dad wakes up from hisa."
"Even though our new apartment is small," she continued trying tofort her mother who started
crying again after speaking up about how small their new living quarters werepared to what
they were used too; "As long as we''re together with dad, once he wakes up, then that''s all that
matters."
"A small two-bedroom apartment is better than sleeping on the streets right?" She tried reassuring
her mother some more by saying. "It''s easier for me clean since I''m not good at cleaning big houses
anyway plus we can''t afford maids anymore"
"Why did things turn out like this?" Mrs. Ritter sobbed quietly while reflecting on how far they''ve
fallen from being high society members; She couldn''t ept what has happened now that they''re
just ordinary people struggling through life day by day.
"It''s like one minute you''re in heaven but then suddenly everything changes," Ashlyn spoke softly
trying her best not upset her mother any further with words such as these.
"Besides Mom," She added trying another way offorting her mother. "I found a job! I''ll earn
eight thousand dors a month!"
Mrs. Ritter listened intently but felt more heartbroken than ever before hearing those wordse
out of Ashlyn''s mouth.
"Eight thousand dors? Back then you couldn''t even buy yourself clothes with that amount," Her
voice trailed off into sadness once again; "And now you have to work so hard just so you could earn
enough money?"
"I didn''t raise you just so you could be someone else''s teacher."
"Mom, only that piano institution is willing to take me. Everyone in the piano circle knows I''m
Jenna''s underachiever. It''s already good enough that someone is willing to give me a job. If I teach
well, my sry will increase in the future. Once I be a famous teacher, how can I not have a
high sry?" Ashlyn said as tears fell down her face. She wiped them away and continued,
"Everyone else can survive, why can''t I? But I know for sure that I will make it! Mom, from now on,
I''ll work hard and take care of you and dad."
She knew she was no longer the little princess of the Ritter family or the spoiled heiress who relied
on her family''s wealth.
From now on, she had to work hard and earn money to support her parents.
The rain quietly fell as cars honked their way through the misty drizzle.
Today was Giancarlo''s discharge day from the hospital.
Despite it being a rainy day outside, he looked full of energy with a smile on his face. To keep him
warm from the cold rain outside due to his surgery recovery process Jasmine had prepared him
with a ck hat for him to wear over his head.
He didn''t let anyone help him but walked towards his car by himself where he saw re and Mollie
waiting for him.
"re! Will security say anything if we park here at this entrance?" He asked jokingly while opening
up their car door.
"Sylvia has already taken care of it so don''t worry," re replied with a smile before adding "Uncle-
inwe inside quickly because The Gibson family has prepared dinner for you!"
"What? The Gibson family?" Giancarlo looked confused.
"A few days ago Old Mr. Gibson personally invited my parents over as guests at their house then
insisted we stay there too since we''re all going to be one big happy family soon." re exined
sheepishly before continuing "It was nice staying at our hotel but..."
Giancarlo could see re blushing slightly which made things even more awkward especially since
Mollie was present too.
"You guys are shameless!" Jasmine chimed in after getting into their car "How could you just go
stay at someone else''s house like that?"
"Oh my, isn''t this a generous offer? If I refuse again, it would seem too distant." re blushed even
more. "Sylvia went to the Gibson family early this morning to help with their home banquet.
Although they hired a chef, she still wants her uncle and you to taste her homemade dishes."
"Sylvia is really filial! I''m so touched," Giancarlo eximed. "I''m really lucky to have such a
granddaughter-inw..."
He wanted to share his research results with her even more now.
"So she couldn''te pick you up," re said as she started the car. "Franklin is also there
chatting with the elders of the Gibson family."
"Auntie, Uncle, my family is easygoing and friendly. You don''t have to be nervous," Mollie whispered
from the passenger seat.
"We''re not nervous at all. We''re old folks; how could we be nervous? Only children get nervous,"
Giancarloughed again, feeling very good after being discharged smoothly despite the rainy
weather causing some difort in his wound.
Jasmine remained silent as they drove towards the Gibson family''s location.