The car followed Olivia to the airport.
The driver in the car watched Olivia get off and followed her.
Olivia checked in and went to the security check channel.
Before passing the security check, she called George.
"Dad, I'm at the airport now.I'll be there in about two hours.Which hospital is mom at? Send me the
address.I'll go to the hospital as soon as I get off the plane"
"Two...Two hours?" George was surprised.
"Yes!"
"Aren't you in Paris?"
It took one more than a dozen hours from Paris to C City.
"I'm back on a business trip."
"Well, in that case, be careful on the road"
"Okay"
Olivia hung up, put her phone in the pocket, and went through security.
The person following her watched her passing through security and picked up his phone.
"Mr.Weston, Miss Hadley is going back to C City.'' George hung up the phone and said to Elizabeth on
the sofa, "What should we do? Olivia isn't in Paris.She's at home.She'll arrive in two hours."
Elizabeth frowned.
"So soon?"
"Of course it's fast at home.She asked me to send her the address of the hospital.What should we do
now?"
"Let me think."
After that phone call Elizabeth had made to Olivia, she had been feeling upset.
But Elizabeth was afraid that Olivia would perceive anything, so she hadn't contacted her during this
period of time.
Finally, she came up with an idea to get her back.
As long as Olivia was back, everything was fine.
But who would have thought that she was actually in the country? If she had known this earlier,
Elizabeth would have called Olivia in advance and asked where she was.
Seeing that Elizabeth remained silent for some time, George was a little anxious.
"If Olivia found out that we lied to her, would she be angry?" Elizabeth glared at him.
"How dare she? What are we? Parents, we are her parents.Do you understand?"
"I do, I do.Don't be so loud"
"If I'm not loud, would you pay more attention to it?"
"Am I not paying attention to it now?"
"Not at all!"
Olivia arrived at the airport at almost midnight.
She turned on her phone and a text message came in.
"Olivia, we're in the in-patient department of F City Hospital, Room 902, Building 3,"
Olivia called George.
Soon, the phone was answered.
"Dad, I just got off the plane.How's mom?"
"She's out of the emergency room, but she's not awake yet."
"What did the doctor say?"
"The doctor said she hit her head.There's nothing wrong with her for now.We'll see it when she wakes
up."
Olivia tightened her grip on the suitcase.
"How come she hit her head?"
The head was very important, and any carelessness could cause a big problem.
She was worried.
"I don't know either.I'll ask her when she wakes up.’
"Okay, I'm out of the airport.Let's not talk about it now.I'll grab a taxi to the hospital right away."
"I'll be waiting for you."
Olivia hung up and stopped a taxi to the hospital.
Meanwhile, in an elegant western restaurant in Q City.
Brayden and Melody were sitting in the private room, a cup of coffee in front of each of them.
Brayden looked at Melody.
"Thank you."
The moment he saw Melody being interviewed, he understood that those reports on the Internet.
Were done by her.
Although those reports had initially hurt Olivia.
He still had to thank Melody.
Melody stirred the coffee with a spoon, crooking her fingers elegantly.
Hearing Brayden's words, she gave a smile, "If you had told me that the lawyer had been replaced
earlier, you and Olivia would have already got the marriage license."
Although there was a smile hanging on her lips, she didn't seem to be smiling at all.
Brayden picked up the coffee cup, took a sip and said, "I found that out later.When I knew about it, it
was already too late."
Melody put down the spoon, leaned back in her chair and stared at him.
"Was it?"
Brayden looked up.
"As things are, it's the perfect timing."
Finally, there was some warmth in the smile hanging on Melody's lips.
"Among all the things you've done, I'm most satisfied with what you've done today." Brayden looked at
her.
"Aunt, I hope you won't hurt Olivia the next time you do something."
Those reports were full of condemnation of Olivia.
Countless reproaches spread over the Internet.
Olivia didn't pay attention to them, so she didn't know about them.
But he knew.
Melody's eyes narrowed slightly and the smile on her lips widened.
"She deserved it."
Brayden's eyes darkened.
"Aunt, I call you aunt because I accept you as my aunt, but that doesn't mean you can hurt the person I
care about unconditionally.’
Melody sneered, "Brayden, why do you think I haven't taken action until now?"
"It's just because you, Brayden, care.’
"Let me tell you.If she wasn't someone you cared about, I would long have done something
outrageous to her."
‘Do I need to take things slow like what I'm doing now?’
Melody stood up, took up her bag, looked down at him, and smiled, "You're a spoony, but usually,
spoonies can't get what they want."
Because they only wanted to give, not to take.
Melody left the private room and walked out, but stopped when she walked around the corner.
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