Zachariah looked serious and was surprisingly silent.
Mr. Kenelm sighed, smoothed his hair, and said, “I didn’t mean to judge you, but you’re so not clever on
this. How could you do such a thing? I like Ophelia from the bottom of my heart. Although she does not
have a distinguished family, she has a sincere heart, which Cora can never compare with. I thought you
would be good to her, but you did such a foolish thing. I really don't know what to say about you.”
Zachariah got his hands clasped together and said, “Mr. Kenelm, I’ll handle it.”
Mr. Kenelm sighed. After all, he had no position to say more, but he did like Ophelia, as an elder. He
had seen countless couples and knew that Ophelia was the right woman for Zachariah, sensible,
decent, beautiful, and smart. Such a woman can be worthy of Zachariah. As for Cora, she was
stunning but capricious and spoiled by her parents, and she probably could never learn how to take
care of a man.
“I never meant to judge you, but you shouldn’t have done anything to hurt Ophelia. She’s a good girl. If
you do not know how to cherish her, sooner or later you will regret it.”
Zachariah never thought what Mr. Kenelm said would turn out to be a prophecy. After divorcing
Ophelia, it was so hard for him to live alone in the apartment filled with Ophelia's memories, and he
could only use his busy work to stop himself from missing her.
This was, of course, what would be happening soon.
Mr. Kenelm stood up and walked to him. He patted Zachariah’s shoulder and said, “That will be it.
Please be good to Ophelia, she’s your wife, as for Cora, she’s really not right for you.”
Zachariah nodded.
“I’ll leave you to it, you go talk to Mrs. Gwylan later. She’s not easy to handle, so be careful, and don’t
let her hurt Ophelia anymore.” Mr. Kenelm concluded.
After Mr. Kenelm went out, Mrs. Gwylan soon came in.
She asked, “You won’t leave now, right?”
Zachariah stood up and said, “Mrs. Gwylan, I’ve got business in the office, so I have to go now. Please
take care of Cora.”
Mrs. Gwylan completely went furious, “Stop!”
Zachariah looked at her, and his eyes invariably gave her a sense of oppression.
Mrs. Gwylan subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, “Zachariah, I’m begging you. You
are responsible for Cora becoming like this today, can you really be so cruel to her? Even if you want to
cut all ties with her, don't you have to wait until she gets better?”
Zachariah didn’t say anything.
Mrs. Gwylan couldn't figure out what he was thinking for a while, so she had to say politely, “Zachariah,
Cora didn’t do anything wrong. Please stay with her. I don’t care what will happen between you two in
the future, but she’s still in the operating room and I can’t allow anything to happen to her. When she’s
getting better, I promise I will never interfere with you and her again.”
Zachariah thought about it, but finally nodded.
Mrs. Gwylan breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Thank you, Zachariah!”
Zachariah then said, “I can wait for Cora to get better. But I think I need to run through the relationship
between her and me again.”
Mrs. Gwylan's face stiffened for a moment.
Finally, she sighed and said, “I don't want to get too involved in what's going on between you two, I just
hope you don't let her get too sad.”
Zachariah nodded, “I’ll try.”
They then left the dean's office and returned to the front of the operating room.
They waited outside the operating room for almost two and a half hours before the lights in the
operating room went out.
A group of doctors took off their masks and came out somewhat tired, and Mrs. Gwylan immediately
rushed over, “Doctor, how is my daughter?”
The doctor in charge was also a little angry, “If you really care about your daughter, you should keep
her in a calm mood. She just had a miscarriage and her emotions are so unstable, even if she gets well
in the future, there will be after-effects. If you don’t care about the patient, there's nothing we doctors
can do.”
Mrs. Gwylan’s face turned pale.
“Doctor, how is my daughter?”
“She’s fine now, but there will be after-effects, and her emotions are not stable. But it should be difficult
for her to get pregnant again, you family members should be a little psychologically prepared.”
Mrs. Gwylan’s face turned paler.
The doctor in charge said, “The patient will be pushed back to the ward later, we’ll leave her to you
now.”
After the doctors left, Mrs. Gwylan's feet went weak and she almost fell to her knees.
After her emotions stabilized a bit, she turned around and punched and kicked at Zachariah and
shouted excitedly, “You happy now? She can’t have a baby anymore, are you happy now? If you're still
a man, you'll take full responsibility for her.”
62fb1bb41dcb31934bd49bda