Chapter 3
Gisele hadn’t even returned to Jefferson Vi when Dorian called her. “Are you the one who pulled
that stunt with the marriage certificate? Didn’t I give you money?”
Gisele gripped the phone, steadying her breath. “A divorce certificate looks much better now after
you see the marriage certificate. Am I right?”
“Gisele, even if you want to be snarky, you should know your ce.” Dorian’s voice wasn’t only
impatient; it also carried a cold and oppressive tone.
“You’d better-”
“I’m hanging up.” Before Dorian could finish, Gisele hung
1. up.
It wasn’t that she dared to be defiant with Dorian. It was because the second wave of bleeding from
the miscarriage had suddenly attacked her.
Gisele trembled, clutching her abdomen. She took out a needle case from her bag and inserted
silver needles into her CV 4 and CV 8 acupuncture points.
Her phone kept buzzing as she slumped in the cab, falling into a deep sleep.
By the time the driver reached Jefferson Vi, Gisele finally regained some color.
As soon as she pushed open the car door, she heard a string of shrill sounds.
“Have you seen the news today? Jefferson Group’s stocks dropped by 5 points. The Meyers can’t
cover the losses!”
“It’s been three years since the wedding, and she has given us no child. She has only brought us
bad luck!”
“Exactly! Shees from a low–ss, uneducated family of trash. She’s not even fit to be a
woman!”
The ones speaking were Dorian’s mother, Celeste Pritchard, and his aunt, Za Jefferson. They
had never been satisfied with Dorian’s choice of wife.
All of Gisele’s encounters with them were filled with hurtful words. It was as if they thought that it
was the only way they could redeem the prestige they had lost by being rted to
Gisele.
“Shut up!” A resounding voice cut them off, silencing them instantly.
It was Den, the founder of Jefferson Group and Dorian’s grandfather.
Den had been a force in the business world his entire life, carving out a bloody path in both
business and politics. He always had the final say in the Jefferson family.
He was the only person in the family whomanded Dorian’s respect and fear.
But Den soon sumbed to a coughing fit, as if he were going to shatter his chest.
When Den had been younger, he had been on the battlefield. As a result of that, he had been
left with a lung injury..
It hadn’t been that bad when he had been much younger. But now that he had gotten older, it kept
getting worse day by day.
“Where’s his medicine?” Dorian promptly called out.
When Gisele walked into the hall, everything was in chaos.
Za saw Gisele and suddenly shoved her. “I was wondering why Dad started coughing so badly.
Now I see it’s because you’ve returned!”
Gisele staggered back, putting pressure on her fractured foot. She almost fainted from the
pain.
Za showed no remorse. Instead, she raised her thin eyebrows. “You jinx! No wonder you can’t
have children. If you did, you’d end up killing them yourself!”
The words hit Gisele’s ears, making her dizzy. 1
Dorian was beside her. Upon seeing her pale face, he instinctively reached out his hand
toward her.
But just as he extended his hand, Gisele swayed away, dodging him.
Dorian suddenly remembered the phone call she had abruptly ended earlier and frowned.
Normally, Gisele’s gaze would only be fixed on him whenever he was around. Yet, at that moment,
she had avoided him.
Dorian let out a cold snort as he withdrew his hand.
Gisele bit her tongue hard to steady her breathing. Without a word, she stepped forward and
repeatedly massaged Den’s chest and LU 9.
Soon, she was perspiring profusely. It wasn’t from the exertion of the massage but rather a cold
sweat. She couldn’t control the wave after wave of cold sweat that made her palms sl*ppery.
But, thanks to Gisele’s gentle massage, Den’s cough gradually subsided.
Thereafter, Alfred brought the medicine and served it to Den.
“Tsk, people from low–ss families have a knack for this sort of thing.” Za turned sheepish
when she saw that Den had recovered.
But her words were filled with contempt as she asked, “Who are you trying to fool with that pitiful
act?”
Both Den’s and Dorian’s gazes swept over Za. She averted her eyes at once.
“What happened at St. Anne Hospital today?” Den had calmed down. He looked at Dorian with a
piercing gaze.
“Why are you ming Don, Dad?” Celeste saw Den questioning Dorian and immediately snuck a
covert nce at Gisele. 1
“Don always knows his ce. But someone is stilltching onto him. Are we going to let him be the
last of the Jeffersons?”
Celeste smiled, her eyes crinkling. “I once had Don’s fortune told. Apparently, he’s quite hot -
tempered. Only a girl from the McMin family ispatible with him.
“She will have no problem conceiving many kids, unlike someone who failed even with artificial
insemination!”
This was news. Years ago, no one had said anything about Sierra beingpatible with
Dorian.
But Sierra had be famous after her return. She was no longer the same person she had
been three years ago.
She was still the top beauty in the medical field. Just the mention of her name brought a glow to
Celeste’s face, unlike when thetter thought of Gisele.
Before Celeste could continue, Den mmed his cane on the floor. “Did I ask you?”
“Grandfather.” Dorian straightened his back. “It’s not Sierra’s fault.”
Den was about to blow his top when Gisele suddenly announced, “I’m pregnant.”
The entire hall fell silent for a moment.
Dorian’s gaze shed intensely as he pulled Gisele to face him. “You’re pregnant?”
Gisele was pulled forward by Dorian’s tug.
“Name your price,” Dorian said in a low voice.
Gisele closed her eyes, but luckily they didn’t well up with tears.
Then, she gave Dorian a serious yet unfamiliar look, as If she wanted to memorize the agitated and
determined look on his face.
She felt like she really was despicable; she insisted on hearing the answer from Don before
giving up hope.
“Gisele!”
Gisele was startled when Dorian called out to her. “Sorry, I didn’t make it clear. There was a
misunderstanding between Dorian and Ms. McMin today.”
Gisele lowered her head. “If I had been pregnant, others wouldn’t have interpreted it incorrectly
when Dorian took Ms. McMin to the hospital. Sorry to make you worry today, Grandpa Den.”
By saying this, Gisele had defused Dorian’s earlier statement–it was not Sierra’s fault.
When Dorian heard that, he unexpectedly gave Gisele a once–over.
The woman’s face was deathly pale, but she couldn’t conceal her innate ssic beauty and
gentleness.
Her clear eyes were devoid of emotion when she met his gaze. They seemed to be voids of
emptiness, yet they highlighted her inherent coolness and pride.
Dorian frowned without realizing it. He couldn’t shake the feeling that Gisele had never
looked at him like this before.
“Is that so?” Den snorted. “Even if it was a misunderstanding, it can’t happen again! Do you hear
me?”
Den hadn’t bought Gisele’s exnation, but he decided to let it go for now.
He knew about the little things that had been done in the name of the curse letter. After all, no one
would have dared to post that rification on Jefferson Group’s official Facebook page without his
permission.
But at the end of the day, it was Dorian and Gisele’s rtionship that mattered. It wasn’t worth
risking their marriage over a woman like Sierra.
“Today is your third wedding anniversary. Go back and have a good time.”
Den waved his hand, then pointed at Dorian. “Don’t go anywhere today. Stay with Gisele to
celebrate-”
“Grandpa Den, I have something to inform you.” Gisele interrupted Den before he could finish.
She took out a document that she had prepared in her bag.
Before she could take the docume
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