Chapter 489 She Feels Very Sorry For Him


    Steven stood to the side with his hands behind his back, saying with his gaze lowered, “Not


    only did Mdm. Isabe knew about this long ago, but she also knew that her inability to bear


    children was caused by Old Mr. Faulkner. Only by doing so could he bring Mr. Faulkner back for


    her to raise. That''s why she hates them both so much and is indifferent to Mr. Faulkner, never


    celebrating his birthday...”


    He then added, “Back then, Mdm. Isabe had also instigated Mdm. Mavis to attack Mr. Faulkner. She


    also found someone to nt a bomb in Mr. Samuel''s car. As long as Mr. Faulkner sat in his car, he


    would also meet his end.”


    Steven originally thought that Isabe hated Cesar immensely because he did not save his adopted


    daughter.


    However, after he investigated thoroughly and pried out a lot of things from the mouths of the


    housekeeper who had followed Isabe for years, he realized that things were beyondplicated.


    Long before Steven finished speaking, Genevieve was already crying.


    She could not imagine how much indifference the man she loved had experienced in his childhood. Not


    only did his beloved mother never treat him well, she even plotted to kill him.


    She truly felt miserable and very sorry for him.


    Steven looked at Genevieve, who was crying silently, and said after a long while, “Mr. Faulkner is truly


    exhausted. Since you chose to leave back then, you shouldn''t havee back. He died for you once.


    Isn''t that enough?”


    He paused before continuing, “Please don''t be so selfish, Ms. Rachford. Mr. Faulkner is already thirty-


    seven years old and no longer young. Many men his age already have children who are in elementary


    school.”


    Genevieve wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and looked up at him, “Does he truly like


    Sylvie?”


    “What do you think?” Steven responded with another question.


    Of course, Genevieve had no idea.


    If she could read Armand''s mind, she would not feel so sad.


    Genevieve sat there for a long time before cing the photos and other documents back into the folder


    and returning it to its original spot in the open drawer.


    She then stood up and approached Steven, saying lightly, “There are some things that I will tell you


    after Mando has recovered.”


    Steven furrowed his brows. Just as he was about to speak, she beat him to it. “Steven, when I get the


    answer I want, I''ll never pester him again. I meant what I said.”


    “I hope you don''t forget your promise.” With that, he left the study first.


    The two returned to that hospital at half-past four in the morning.


    Genevieve tiptoed into the ward and found Timothy leaning against the chair at the side, dozing with


    his arms folded.


    She patted him gently to wake him up and told him to go to the neighboring ward to rest.


    The man lying on the hospital bed had his eyes tightly closed. His face was bruised in many ces,


    making him a ghastly sight.


    His left hand had just been moved back into position. Genevieve did not dare to touch it, so she sat by


    the hospital bed and stared at him in silence.


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    She rested her head on her hands and dozed off.


    When she woke up, it was bright outside, and it was already past nine in the morning.


    Genevieve went into the bathroom to wash her face and tie her hair up. Uponing out, she noticed


    that the man lying on the hospital bed was awake and rushed over.


    “Mando.” She leaned down to look at him. “Do you feel any difort anywhere?”


    When Armand saw her, his eyes narrowed but became indifferent soon after. “No,” he said in a hoarse


    voice.


    Genevieve quickly called Timothy over.


    After giving Armand a thorough checkup, he told her, “Armand is doing fine. However, with the gunshot


    wound on his back, and the severe injury on his left arm, he needs to lie still and rest. In a few days,


    when his condition improves, I''ll transfer him to the General Hospital.”


    Genevieve was relieved upon hearing that.


    Noticing that Armand''s lips were a little dry and cracked, she dipped a cotton swab in warm water and


    dabbed his lips. She then ced a straw in a ss of water and brought it to his lips.


    “Timothy said you can only have a liquid diet at night, so you should drink more water now.”


    After he drank a few mouthfuls of water to moisten his throat, his voice was not as hoarse as before.


    “Tell Steven toe over.”


    “I told him to go to thepany.” Genevieve ced the ss on the table and readjusted the quilt on


    the man''s body, “I''ll stay here to take care of you during this period of time.”


    Armand rejected. “That won''t be necessary.”


    However, Genevieve replied solemnly, “No. I must take care of you here until you''ve recovered and left


    the hospital. It''s my fault you are injured, so I must take responsibility for it.”