Go After My Ex-wife

Later, Santiago came to Stuart's side and saw that Jepherson had been standing there for a while. He thought about something and turned to look at the people around him, all of whom were an eyesore. He placed his hands into his pockets and did not speak. Jepherson was sitting at the side.

Hadrian said, "I have already informed Mr. Robertson."

Santiago paced back and forth before seating himself next to Jepherson. He glanced at the people around him and said, "Stay the f*ck away. Y'all are triggering my bloodlust."

Hearing Santiago's words, the few people in front of him scampered away, afraid that he would get upset and ended up killing them.

Most of them retreated, as did Hadrian. But he was not far away. After all, Jepherson had said that Hadrian was responsible for Stuart's safety.

Everyone had left. Santiago asked, "Have you investigated?"

Jepherson narrowed his eyes. "It has something to do with the Cole family."

Santiago laughed. "Sounds like they are asking for death."

"We can't act rashly and alert the enemy. There is more to this incident than meets the eye. They want to take advantage of Jacky's grudge against the Atkinson family to stir up trouble. Remember, no matter what happens, we can't leave Raeleigh alone. Notify Jacky and arrange people to surround and protect the Atkinson family. Protect Deanna, and tell Zorion to take good care of his own woman." Santiago glanced at Jepherson. "What are you planning to do?"

Jepherson did not answer. Just then, someone entered the elevator on the other side of the corridor. The sound of footsteps was steady and sharp. Hadrian looked over first. Santiago got up and stood there, looking at the newcomer, with his hands in his pockets.

The newcomer was dressed in black, his suit, coat, and shirt, they were all black. They hadn't seen each other for a few years, and there was almost no change. He worked hard when he was still in-training. Besides, he was a Special Forces soldier, and he also brought an eagle with him. So, even Aron's real age was a mystery to those who didn't know him.

If they hadn't seen Aron's files, almost no one knew his real age.

Aron's bronze skin looked striking under the light. Even if he was middle-aged, his aura could not be matched by ordinary people.

After coming out of the elevator, Aron glanced at the sides and saw Santiago, Hadrian, and the others. He stepped towards them.

Jepherson did not get up, still sitting on the chair. His gaze did not change, and he was always staring at Stuart inside the glass window.

Stuart was Aron's foster son, but no one knew if that was the truth. There were so many people under his wing but only Stuart was chosen to be his foster son. There was also a time when Jepherson saw Aron personally donate his blood to Stuart. They were of the same blood type and looked somewhat similar.

No one said anything, but it did not mean no one knew.

When Jepherson heard that Aron's footsteps were approaching, he lowered his head until Aron walked in front of them and said politely, "Young Master Jepherson, Young Master Santiago." "Mr. Robertson."

"Mr. Robertson."

Santiago was the first to speak, followed by Hadrian, but Jepherson didn't say anything.

Aron turned around and looked at Stuart, who was behind the glass window. He breathed deeply and his heart ached.

"What did the doctor say?"

"The doctor said that surgery can't be done yet, but the operation that should be dealt with has been dealt with. Mr. Harvey has already contacted the best experts from overseas. Stuart is in a bad state now. We have to wait until he is stable before we send him abroad."

Aron nodded and followed to see Jepherson. "Mr. and Mrs. Harvey already know about this and they've already called me."

Jepherson raised his head and said calmly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Robertson."

Aron paused and said, "It's not your fault. I also believe that Stuart will get better."

Jepherson didn't say anything. He looked inside the glass window and felt a dull pain in his heart. He remembered how he owed Stuart one for this.

Aron stood there for a while. Calvin came over with Belle. As soon as he arrived, he apologized to Aron. However, Aron said, "Mr. Harvey, you are too polite. If not for..."

"Aron, we've promised each other that we wouldn't mention it again. This time, we're also very sad. We'll leave it to Jerry. Now, the most important thing is Stuart's well-being."

"Thank you, Mr. Harvey." Aron was always very grateful to Calvin. After so many years of shared experiences, they had become friends in life and death.

"Aron, it's our fault that Stuart is in this condition. I'm also very sad. Don't worry, he'll definitely be fine." Belle held Aron's hand and he nodded. "Thank you."

Belle looked around, but she did not see Raeleigh and felt strange. "Isn't Raeleigh here?"

"Raeleigh is ill too. She is recuperating in another ward," Santiago said. Belle felt less impetuous when she saw her youngest son. She couldn't sleep and eat well when she heard that something had happened to Stuart.

She took a look at her youngest son and went over to see Stuart. When she saw Stuart, she began to cry. She was afraid that people would see her and she was busy wiping her face, but she couldn't stop her tears no matter how hard she tried.

Calvin stood to the side. He saw this and was about to go over to comfort his wife, but he was still a step too late. He wasn't as fast as his youngest son, Santiago.

Santiago stood behind her and pulled two locks of hair from the back of her head. He walked over to Belle, and muttered, "Women are truly troublesome."

After that, he untied his clothes and held her in his arms. He wrapped them around her frail body and gently comforted her. "There, there, don't cry. Everything will be fine. Don't cry. I'm not crying, so why are you? You are my Mommy."

Hadrian felt goosebumps all over his skin. Calvin was not in a good mood. He had just come back and he already had to see this. This score had to be settled.

Aron and Calvin went to the side to speak. Belle and her two sons were left behind while Hadrian stood guard.

Belle's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and she did not intend to leave.

Santiago held Belle's small face and kissed her forehead. "Mom! Don't cry. You're breaking your son's, okay?"

Belle nodded as if she were a child. It was the first time that Hadrian had seen such a scene.

But it was true that Santiago was good at coaxing women.

Even Belle was persuaded into submission. This was extremely similar to Calvin. Compared to Santiago, Jepherson's personality was much more introverted. He was more like his mother.

His performance in love was reserved, so he suffered a lot.

Belle sniffed and looked at Jepherson. "Jerry, don't be sad. Everything will pass."

Santiago leaned to one side. He really hated being compared to others.

They all grew up the same way. Why was there such a big difference?

Jepherson looked at his mother. "I'm fine, just a little uncomfortable. Your health is not very good and you still need to take care of Dad. I'll take care of everything here. Mr. Aron, go home and have a rest. I'll take care of Stuart. If the doctors allow him to go abroad, then I'll send him abroad for treatment as soon as possible."

"Santiago, you have to listen to your brother, don't be disobedient."

Belle repeated this over and over again. Only when Santiago agreed did she feel relieved and left with Calvin first.

Belle, who entered the elevator, wiped the corners of her eyes. "Those people are too cruel. This is Aron's only son." Calvin's expression turned cold. "People who commit evil deeds will pay the price sooner or later."

Belle nodded and leaned into Calvin's embrace.

Calvin patted his wife's shoulder and left together.