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Twins in Her Womb: Sir President Please be Gentle Chapter 1091- Heart-Rending Cry
The room was quiet save for Shanks occasionally flipping the pages. The siblings did not do anything.
An hour later, the effects of the anesthesia wore off, and Bianca slowly came to.
She opened her eyes with much difficulty. She could feel pain all over her body.
Noticing Bianca's movements, Shanks put the magazine away, glanced at the drip bottle, and looked at her. "How do you feel?"
Without the effects of the anesthesia, Bianca thought that her entire body was in pain. She opened her lips slightly and found that they were numb." Hurts."
Bianca's weakness lasted for only one second. She remembered that she had just delivered and asked, "Where is my child?" "The operation was successful. The child is with Abel,” Shanks replied.
Bianca took a deep breath. After bearing the baby for nine months, she did not have the right to carry the baby in her arms.
"It's a girl," Abel said.
Silent tears flowed down Bianca's face when she thought that the baby girl could not remain by her side.
Shanks frowned when he saw the tears. He wiped them away with a napkin and said, "You shouldn't let your wounds get wet." 'Wounds?' Bianca lifted her hand and realized that her face was covered in bandages.
"My face..." She opened her eyes wide and stared at Shanks. She had an ominous feeling about it.
"Abel ordered me to change your face," Shanks said, "I didn't want to put you under so many times, so I did the procedure together with your C- section."
Bianca put her hand down defeatedly and closed her eyes.
Without knowing it, she had become a stranger even to herself.
"Miss..." Eler’s heart wrenched when she saw Bianca behaving like that. She wanted to comfort her.
Shanks stood up and replaced the empty drip bottle with a new one. "She's no longer at risk now. Come and look for me if anything happens." "Yes!" Eler nodded and watched Shanks leave the room.
Bianca opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling. The paint on the ceiling was peeling because of long-term neglect. She imagined that her face was also like the ceiling.
"Eler," Bianca called out weakly. Her strength had not returned since the operation.
"Yes, Miss. I'm here." Eler wiped away a tear.
"Is there a mirror?" Bianca asked.
Eler hesitated when she saw the bandages on Bianca's face.
Bianca knew what Eler was thinking. She continued, "Get me a mirror. I'd like to take a look." "Yes." Eler took a mirror from the bathroom and handed it to Bianca. "Your face is covered in bandages, Miss."
Bianca took the mirror with trembling hands and brought it in front of her face.
She wanted to see what Shanks had done to her face.
Other than her eyes, nostrils, and mouth, every other facial feature was tightly wrapped in bandages. Bianca could not see anything.
In other words, Shanks might have changed her entire face.
"Miss..." Eler could not bear to watch. She felt that it was too cruel.
"I'm fine." Bianca put the mirror down and tried to bear with the pain. She continued, "Were you waiting for me outside the operating theater?"
"Yes, Miss. We didn't move away, even a single step." Eler nodded.
"Did you see the child?" Bianca asked.
Eler and Amur looked at each other and fell silent for a few seconds before Eler answered, "Yes, but the kitchen lady brought her away. She didn't let us carry her." "How does she look?" Bianca was on the verge of a breakdown. She was forced to separate from the baby moments after her birth.
"She is fair and cute. Unlike other children, she doesn't cry. When we went closer to take a look, she even smiled at us. She's a good girl, Miss." Eler tried to recall what she had seen earlier.
They wanted to make Bianca happy.
"She has an elder sister. Her name is Rainie." Bianca closed her eyes. Her lips were trembling. ' Her sister is as pretty as her. When I gave birth to Rainie, I didn't get to carry her either."
Eler did not know about Bianca's past. When she heard that, she could not help but comfort Bianca, "I don't know what happened to your past, Miss, but we're on the same island now. Even though your daughter is with Boss, you should be able to see her again, won't you?"
Bianca blinked. Indeed, what Eler said was true. They were on the same island.
However, she would rather the child be somewhere else instead of being held hostage by Abel.
Bianca did not want to let the child go. As long as the child was in Abel's hands, Bianca would have to listen to Abel and do his bidding.
From now on, she had become Abel's puppet.
"Boss!" Amur, standing guard at the door, called out loudly when he saw Abel approach. He was also warning the people in the room.
Bianca was surprised when she heard that Abel was coming. She could feel the hatred in her heart grow.
Abel came into the room with a crying child in his arms.
"Your child is such a bother, Bianca," Abel said. He knew that the newborn baby was very fragile and dared not do anything rough to stop her from crying. After all, it would not be as fun if something happened to the child.
Bianca could hear the baby crying as though she was calling for her.
She closed her eyes and ignored Abel, even though she yearned to see the baby.
Abel could guess what Bianca was thinking when he saw her defiant expression. He laughed and said, "Bianca, are you really neglecting your child?" "Take her away." Bianca could feel her heart bleeding when she said those words.
She wanted to see her child very much, but she could not.
If Abel knew that she cared for the child, he would be able to exert more control on her.
Bianca did not want that.
Abel brought the wailing baby next to the bed. "Tsk tsk tsk, look at how pathetic she is. She's complaining that her mother is neglecting her after she's born."
Bianca gripped the bed sheets tightly. She wished that she could cover her ears so that she did not have to listen to Abel or the crying baby.
The child's heart-rending wails were like a sharp blade that stabbed her heart repeatedly.
Amur stood by the door. He could not bear to watch that.
As though sensing what he was thinking, Eler shot him a glance and shook her head, warning him not to act rashly.
Twins in Her Womb: Sir President Please be Gentle Chapter 1092- I Cannot Take Care of Her
After he finished speaking, the baby cried even louder. Her face was red.
Bianca's heart wrenched, but her eyes remained closed. She did not want to look at the baby.
"Tsk tsk." Abel shook his head at the crying baby. "I didn't expect that you could be so heartless, Bianca. I'll be bringing the baby away with me. You can come to me any time you feel like seeing her."
After that, he left the room with the baby.
The baby continued crying. Bianca could hear her wails as she disappeared down the corridor.
Bianca slowly opened her teary eyes. She looked as though she was going to cry at anytime.
Eler immediately wiped her eyes with a napkin. "You shouldn't cry, Miss. It'll be troublesome if your wounds are infected."
Bianca blinked and looked upward.
From Bianca's expression, Eler could see that she was not as heartless as Abel said she was. "Miss, if you miss your baby, I'll let Boss know. He seems like he wants you to take care of the baby."
Bianca shook her head. "I can't take care of the baby."
Seeing that tears were oozing out of the corners of Bianca's eyes again, Eler carefully wiped them away. She thought that it was very cruel of Bianca to neglect her child, but she understood that Bianca must have her reasons fordoing so.
"If I show the least bit of love toward the child, Abel will definitely use the child as a hostage and order me to do horrific things," Bianca explained. "I want to love and take care of my baby, but as much as I
want to, I cannot. She'll hate me after she grows up."
Eler was silent when she heard that.
Bianca might be a prisoner just like them, but she had other worries.
To Abel, Bianca was much more useful than the two siblings combined.
"Don't be too sad, Miss. Your child will understand what you're doing." Eler could only comfort Bianca with words. She could tell that Bianca was doing that for the child's own good.
Bianca blinked and smiled wryly. She accidentally stretched her wound, which made her furrow her brows in pain.
Children were supposed to be innocent. She could envision that Abel would be teaching her daughter all the bad things, and her daughter would lose her innocence at a young age. How would her daughter understand what she had to go through? 2
The more Bianca thought about it, the more she regretted it. Perhaps she should not have given birth to the baby.
Eler did not know what to say when she saw Bianca like that. She could only sit next to Bianca and accompany her.
Seven days later, Shanks removed the stitches from Bianca's face.
The needlework of the plastic surgery procedure was meticulously done, and there were no scars.
Shanks tossed the bandages on the floor and looked at her. "Do you want to see yourself?" "Mm." Bianca nodded.
Shanks handed her a mirror. "Behold the new you."
Bianca's pure looks were now seductive and charming. Even though her face had not fully healed, Shanks was very satisfied with his handiwork.
Bianca's hands that were holding the mirror were shaking.
She looked completely different.
She was no longer her former self. Even though her face remained swollen from the procedure, she could tell that her face was supposed to be seductive.
With his scalpel, Shanks had turned her face into something charming and sexy, like a movie star in the magazines.
"You've turned another woman into me and turned me into another woman. I have to admit that you're very skilled," Bianca mumbled as she looked at herself in the mirror. Her voice was suffused with despair.
She wished that she was looking at someone else. However, when she opened her mouth, the reflection in the mirror also opened her mouth. When she closed it, the reflection closed her mouth too.
Shanks felt something peculiar when he heard her say that. He did not answer her question but instead said, "You can see the effects even when your face is swollen. After the swelling subsides, you can let me know if you're not satisfied with anything. I’ll change it for you."
Bianca put the mirror away in despair. She had been steeped in misery ever since the procedure. When she heard what Shanks told her, she wanted to slam her head into the wall.
"Rest well. Your training will resume in a week," Shanks said decisively.
Shanks did not give her a confinement period after delivering the baby. He only gave her some time to rest because she was weak after the C-section.
Bianca did not pay attention to what Shanks said. Her mind was occupied with her face that did not look like herself. Slowly, she slumped on the bed. Her gaze was hollow.
Not long after Shanks left, the kitchen lady came into the room with a device.
"Sit up," the kitchen lady said brusquely to Bianca.
Eler looked at the middle-aged lady suspiciously. "Is there something, Madam? Miss isn't feeling well."
The kitchen lady rolled her eyes. "Boss told me to extract some breast milk from her. If she's not taking care of the baby, what should the baby eat?"
Eler blushed and looked at Bianca worriedly. "Can you sit up, Miss?"
Hearing that the baby needed to be fed, Bianca nodded. She had to sit up even though it was painful. She could not take care of her baby personally, so that was all she could do for her.
"Help me up," Bianca said.
Eler pressed her lips together and carefully helped Bianca sit up.
Bianca felt pain shoot up her stomach when she sat up, and her body uncontrollably arched. It had been seven days since the delivery, but the pain lingered.
Eler could see that Bianca was uncomfortable. She asked, ' Madam, can you do it if she's lying down?" "You're not married, so you don't know. She'll have to sit up," the kitchen lady said coldly.
"I'm fine." Bianca sat up straight with Eler's help. She was not in the hospital, so the bed could not be adjusted. She had to push herself up inch by inch and lean on her bed.
Eler turned her head to speak to Amur. "Go out and close the door, Amur." "Yes." Amur nodded and went out of the room.
The kitchen lady opened Bianca's shirt and massaged her. Shanks had taught her what to do, but she was not a professional, and that made Bianca quite painful.
Eventually, her breast milk started to flow.
"That's so little milk! Boss already told me to cook you nutritious food, and you can go to the kitchen to take it. Also, I'll leave the pump here so you can pump your milk regularly." The kitchen lady put the breast milk in a flask and left. She did not look like she was going to harm Bianca.
Tears welled up in Eler's eyes seeing Bianca in agony. She helped Bianca button her shirt while saying, "Just bear with it for a little longer, Miss. You can lie down soon."
Bianca's eyes were also filled with tears. "I'm fine." "You seem to be in a lot of pain. Why not feed the baby with formula?" Eler helped Bianca lie down.
Twins in Her Womb: Sir President Please be Gentle Chapter 1093-Is She Bianca?
"It's not painful. It's better to feed the baby breast milk," Bianca said softly. She knew that breast milk was better than baby formula.
Seeing Bianca's determination, Eler did not try to convince her otherwise. She saw that it was already noon and said, "I'll go and get lunch from the kitchen, Miss. Please rest for a while." "Alright." Bianca closed her eyes.
Meanwhile, in A City.
Luke was standing in the corridor. He frowned hard when he heard the hysterical screams coming from inside.
Unable to alleviate his frustration otherwise, he took out a pack of cigarettes and lit one.
The person screaming hysterically in the ward was Bianca Rayne. He had made arrangements to transport her back to A City after finding her.
According to the diagnosis, Bianca had many serious psychological problems caused by repeated trauma.
As for her body...
Luke dragged his cigarette out of frustration.
Johann had asked a female doctor to conduct a full examination on Bianca's body, who found many signs of abuse. According to the condition of her wounds, the last time Bianca was violated was three months ago.
Wanda walked over hurriedly when she saw Luke. "Luke, we heard that Bianca is back. Is it true?" "Yes," Luke replied as he listened to those hysterical screams. Bianca was in a horrible condition. She would not let any stranger go near her, and she would react violently whenever she saw a male.
"How is she?" Wanda and her father had gone back to their hometown and stayed there for a while. They only returned to A City after receiving the news that Bianca was found.
She did not realize that the person screaming hysterically in the ward was Bianca.
"Aunt Wanda, she..." Luke stubbed out the cigarette and took a deep breath before continuing, "She's not well." "What do you mean?" Wanda's heart skipped a beat and asked anxiously.
Luke glanced at the door and said, "The doctors are treating her."
Wanda's eyes opened wide in disbelief. "She's injured? Does the voice belong to her?" "Mm." Luke nodded, feeling agony in his heart.
Wanda shook her head. "No. That's not Bea's voice. She would not make that kind of noise even if she's suffering from a breakdown."
Wanda was Bianca's aunt and had watched her grow up. She knew what Bianca's voice was like.
"Bea's been through some things, Aunt Wanda. Her voice is different now because of the trauma," Luke said. From the scar on Bianca's neck, he could tell that her vocal cords were damaged.
Wanda's vision turned black all of a sudden, and she supported herself with the wall. "How could this... did Bea lose her mind?"
Luke did not reply. He did not know if Bianca had lost her mind, and Johann could not give him an answer. Occasionally, Bianca would behave normally.
She would only become hysterical when he or other men appeared in front of her.
"Bea wouldn't lose her mind. She's a strong girl..." Wanda could not believe it.
"Don't worry, Aunt Wanda. She'll eventually recover," Luke comforted her.
"I still don't believe that the person inside is Bea. Can I go in and take a look, please?" Wanda said.
"You can go in later," Luke said. "Bea is emotionally unstable now, and the nurse is administering a tranquilizer shot."
Bianca tended to behave recklessly, such as stripping her clothes or injuring herself and others.
"Okay." Wanda nodded and clasped her hands together. They were cold, just like her heart.
The sounds in the ward subsided a little, indicating that the tranquilizer was taking effect. Luke brought her to the door and said, "You can go in now, Aunt Wanda." "Aren't you going in?" Wanda looked at him.
"Bea hasn't recovered yet, and she will react violently when she sees any male. I don’t want to agitate her," Luke explained that Bianca did not recognize him.
Wanda pressed her lips together and went inside.
A woman laid on the bed. Wanda could see that her fingers were still moving; the tranquilizer had not taken full effect.
"Bea?" Wanda called out with a trembling voice.
The patient on the bed gave no reaction.
"Is it really you, Bea?" Wanda walked over slowly and looked at the patient on the bed. She had the same face as Bianca.
It was indeed Bianca.
As Wanda stared at the woman, her expression slowly dulled. She could not believe that the person in front of her was indeed Bianca. Tears gushed out of her eyes when she saw the bandages around the woman's body.
"What happened to you, Bea?"
The woman on the bed did not respond. Instead, she slowly closed her eyes.
The tranquilizer was taking effect.
The nurse standing by the side said, "She's not very responsive to people now. She would ignore anyone who speaks to her."
Wanda could not believe it. She covered her mouth and began to sob. "Will she get better?" "The patient is very uncooperative now, and the doctor can't promise anything, so we don't really know. Don't worry, we'll take good care of her nonetheless," the nurse promised. Bianca seemed to have retreated into her own world, and she never acknowledged the conversations that happened around her.
The doctor said that Bianca was displaying signs of post-traumatic stress disorder. That was how she could cope with what happened to her.
Wanda shook her head. "This isn't Bea."
The nurse was not too surprised. "Give her some time, she'll eventually recover," she comforted Wanda.
Wanda shook her head again. She could not sense a bond with the person in front of her.
It was not because the person in front of her had lost her mind. Wanda watched Bianca grow up, and they shared an inexplicable familiar bond. She did not sense that in the person in front of her.
Other than the face that looked exactly like Bianca, the woman seemed to be a stranger to her.
Wanda shook her head and left the ward.
Luke was still standing in the corridor. Wanda went over and asked him," Are you sure that the woman is Bea?" "Aunt Wanda?" Luke was confused. "Why do you ask that?" "She doesn't give me the feeling that she's Bea. She's like someone wearing Bea's face, but she's not Bea," Wanda said.
Luke was secretly shocked. He had the same feeling ever since he found the woman.
He thought that he was feeling that because Bianca had lost her mind. That made him feel very guilty.
Now, Wanda had confirmed his feelings.
"Trust me, Luke. I'm Bea's aunt. The woman there seems like a stranger to me. Are you sure that she's Bea?" She said.
Twins in Her Womb: Sir President Please be Gentle Chapter 1094-Bea, Are You Really Back?
Luke was silent.
Just like Wanda, he had the same unfamiliar feeling with the woman in the ward. He had been telling himself that Bianca had changed a lot after the trauma she had experienced.
Wanda was silent when she saw that Luke did not say anything. "I understand that you have reasonable doubts, Luke. I might be Bianca's aunt, but I won't say anything if you decide to investigate."
Luke nodded slightly. 'Til go in and take a look at Bianca."
Wanda nodded. 'Til go home first. Bea's grandfather is still waiting. I hope you can give some consideration to what I said." "I'll consider it carefully," Luke said thoughtfully.
After Wanda left, Luke went into the ward.
The nurse taking care of Bianca nodded toward him, then left the ward to give the married couple some personal space.
Luke moved close to the bed and looked at Bianca, who was sleeping soundly.
Ever since she was admitted to the hospital, she had been either behaving hysterically or sitting there in a daze. She responded to no one, had to be sedated through medication, and barely ate or drank anything. In just a week, she was visibly thinner.
The children at home wanted to meet their mother very much, but Bianca was in a terrible state. Luke could only find excuses to stall them.
The media outlets found that Bianca was found and even caught wind of what happened in D City. They staked out at Crawford Manor, T Corporation, and the hospital, hoping to get the latest scoop.
Bianca's return caused a sensation in A City.
"Bea, are you really back?" Luke asked.
Bianca did not respond.
Luke looked at Bianca's hair. His gaze wavered when he thought of what Wanda told him.
Eventually, he did not touch her.
Bianca was in this mental state because of her trauma. He still believed that the woman was truly Bianca.
Luke pulled his hand back, sat down next to her, and covered her with the blanket.
The news that Bianca was found soon spread to the capital.
Maxine was furious when she heard about it. She immediately went to her bedroom and called Abel.
After the call went through, Maxine started yelling into the phone. "What's the meaning of this, Abel? I've already forgiven you for not killing Bianca, but why did you set her free? What should I do?"
Abel frowned and moved the phone away from his ear when he heard that voice. He said, "I say, Ms. Douglas, why are you so agitated? Our deal was to deal with Bianca. I've never promised that I'll help you court Luke."
Maxine became even angrier when he mentioned that. "So what's the meaning of setting Bianca free?" "Are you sure that the woman is Bianca?" Abel smiled sinisterly and looked at the baby cot next to him. Bianca's daughter had fallen asleep after drinking milk.
The sleeping baby was like an angel. That only made Abel want to destroy the baby even more.
Maxine was shocked. "What do you mean? Are you saying that the woman Luke found is an impostor?" "Indeed. I've arranged it." Abel reached out and poked the baby's cheek.
The baby pouted to show her dissatisfaction to the person who disturbed her, but she did not wake up.
Maxine lost her temper at that instant. "Why do you do that? How am I going to win Luke's heart after this?"
Ever since the drugging incident, her father had kept a strict eye on her and did not let her step out of the house.
Even so, she could not stop thinking about Luke. She sank into despair when she found out that Bianca was back.
"I've told you that whether you manage to court Luke is none of my business. I don't provide any after- sales service. Also, I have my reasons why I arranged an impostor Bianca. How can you blame me when you can’t court him after nine months?" Abel's voice was suffused with impatience.
He made it clear that he did not promise to help Maxine win Luke's heart.
Even if he did, he would break his promise, just like what Capital Corp did.
The breach of contract dealt a huge blow to his plans. He had to dig into the funds that Robert left for him to finance the pharmaceutical company. That was why he arranged for an impostor Bianca despite knowing that Maxine was still trying to court Luke.
"You!" Maxine bit her lip. Abel sounded calm, but she could hear the mockery in his tone.
He was implying that Maxine was not capable.
Backed into a corner, Maxine said hatefully, "Aren't you afraid that I'll tell Luke that the woman is an impostor? He'll find out everything if he sends her DNA for analysis!"
Abel narrowed his gaze, not threatened by what Maxine said. "Go and tell him if you wish. I'll have to remind you that we're on the same boat now. If you ruin my plans, I won't let you off that easily too." "You've gone too far, Abel!" Maxine hung up angrily.
Abel was not in a hurry to call back. He knew that Maxine was not stupid.
She would not spoil his plans just because of an impostor Bianca.
However, Maxine's words reminded him of something: He could fake Bianca's appearance but not her DNA.
Abel dialed a number on his phone and said, "Help me do something..."
Meanwhile, Bianca ate her meal, prepared her baby's dinner, and put on her clothes. Shanks came into the room.
Bianca was shocked. After seeing that it was Shanks, she handed the flask to Eler and said, "Please help me deliver this to the kitchen lady, Eler." "Yes, Miss." Eler took the flask. Her gaze lingered on Shanks's face for one second before looking away and leaving the room with her head lowered.
"Why are you here?" Bianca asked.
"For an examination." Shanks walked over and revealed a syringe. "Roll up your sleeve. I want to take some blood.”
Bianca did what she was told because she knew that she could not say no.
Shanks deftly tied Bianca's arm with a thick rubber band, found the vein, and inserted the needle.
Her blood slowly filled up the small vial.
Abel pulled out the needle and pressed her arm with a cotton pad.
"I can do it myself." Bianca pressed on the cotton pad so that blood did not spurt from her arm.
After packing up the vial, Shanks took a zipper bag and a pair of scissors from his pocket.
"What do you want?" Bianca was not afraid when she saw the scissors in Shanks's hand. If Shanks wanted to kill her, he had plenty of opportunities to do so.
Shanks did not reply. He snipped off a lock of hair. Before she could react, he also plucked two strands of hair from her head.
Twins in Her Womb: Sir President Please be Gentle Chapter 1095- Stomach Flu
Bianca lifted her head in shock and saw Shanks placing her hair in the sealing bag. "What are you doing?" "Preventing Luke Crawford from discovering that the person is a fake Bianca Rayne." Shanks did not hide the truth from her. Now that she had delivered her baby and her health was recovering, he was not afraid that she might kill herself.
He expected that Bianca would be angry after hearing that. However, she smiled mockingly instead.
"How meticulous. How else do you plan to torment me?" She asked.
As Shanks looked at her mocking expression, his heart stung as though there was a tiny needle pricking it.
He picked up his things on the bed and left the room.
Bianca's mocking smile faded as she watched Shanks leave the room. She expected that Luke would suspect that the woman was only an impostor and get her DNA analyzed, but she did not expect that Abel and Shanks would think of that too.
If Luke performed a DNA test on that woman, they would be swapping her blood and hair samples.
Once they managed to fool Luke with the DNA samples, the lie would become the truth.
Luke would believe that the woman who looked like her was really her.
When she would eventually appear in front of him with a different face, he would not even look at her.
That was the truth. No matter how intelligent she and Luke were, Abel in the shadows was always a step ahead of them.
Shanks returned to his laboratory. He still felt the slight pain in his heart, as though a heart attack was coming.
He took out a bottle of heart pills, took one out, and swallowed it immediately.
Abel came in with Bianca's baby and noticed that Abel was swallowing a pill. "Hey, what happened to you? Why are you taking pills?" He asked curiously.
"It's nothing." Shanks's face turned ashen when Abel caught him in the act of taking medicine. He put the bottle of pills away and turned around.
When he saw the unprofessional way Abel was carrying the baby, he frowned and took the baby from Abel's hands.
Abel could not help but chuckle when he saw how nervous Shanks was." You seem to care for the baby a lot. Why don't you take care of her? That'll save me some trouble."
The baby was very young, but her personality was exactly like Bianca's.
She was adorable when she was quiet, but once she started throwing a tantrum, Abel had the urge to toss her on the floor to silence her.
"No." Shanks rejected the idea immediately. Abel could have given the baby back to Bianca if he did not want to take care of her, but he did not do so, as though he was deliberately tormenting her.
"Teh. I didn't expect you to refuse so quickly." Abel was quite disappointed.
"What's wrong with her?" Shanks asked. He knew that Abel was not the kind of person who would carry a baby around just for the fun of it. Abel must have a reason for bringing the baby to look for him.
"She threw up after she drank milk. The kitchen lady said that she's been having the runs too. Can you check on her?" Usually, Abel could not be bothered dealing with such petty matters, but the baby was frail and dependent on him. If he neglected her, she might die at any time.
When Shanks heard that, he stuffed the baby back into Abel's arms.
"You..." Before Abel could let his dissatisfaction known, Shanks began running his tests.
Soon, he announced his conclusion. "She has the stomach flu." "What should we do?" Abel asked. He had no experience in childcare, and he was not interested in taking care of children.
"Reduce her food and liquids. If she doesn't recover, I'll have to hook her to a drip," Shanks said.
"That's so troublesome," Abel said in frustration when he heard that. He stuffed the baby into Shanks's arms. "You'll take care of her while she's sick. Don't worry, I'll get the kitchen lady to help you too."
Before Shanks could protest, Abel had already turned around. Suddenly, Abel seemed to have remembered something and turned around again." Right, where are the things I want?"
Shanks looked at several objects on the table.
When Abel saw where Shanks was looking, he went over and picked up all the items from the table. Then, he patted Shanks's shoulder and said," Thanks."
After that, he left the laboratory.
Shanks lowered his head and looked at the baby. The baby had already woken up after being shoved around. She was looking at him.
The baby was too young to recognize faces, so she was not afraid of strangers. Shanks's gaze turned gentle when the baby smiled sweetly at him. He could feel a corner of his heart melt.
Shanks sighed. He would have to deal with the little menace for now.
Abel got his minions to send over the baby cot and all sorts of supplies to Shanks's laboratory.
Shanks was not used to so much clutter in his laboratory. The baby had already fallen asleep again, so he gently put her in the cot.
The kitchen lady came in. She was behaving courteously toward Shanks." Mr. Shanks, Boss asked me to come here to take care of the baby."
Shanks was the only doctor on the island, and he was irreplaceable. Everyone on the island had to respect him.
Abel glanced coldly at the person who had just come through the door and said, "I don't like being interrupted when I'm conducting experiments. If I don't need you, you can wait outside." 2 "Yes." The kitchen lady dared not retort because she knew that Shanks had an eccentric personality.
Shanks glanced at the sleeping baby and said, "I don't need you now. Go outside and wait. I'll call you if I need you." "Yes." The kitchen lady glanced at the sleeping baby and could not help but wonder how Shanks managed to calm her down.
When the baby was under Abel's care, she did not stop crying and wailing. The kitchen lady would have to carry her to sleep. After the baby was placed in the cot, she would usually start crying again.
"Why are you still standing there?" Shanks asked.
The kitchen lady rubbed her nose and answered, "I'm afraid that the baby might wake up and disturb your experiments." "She's sleeping soundly now," Shanks said.
The kitchen lady nodded and left the laboratory.
At night, Eler brought the flask of breast milk to Abel but was told that the baby was with Shanks.
Feeling quite frustrated, Eler brought the flask to Shanks's laboratory. She saw the kitchen lady standing in front of the door and asked her, "You're here, Madam. This is from Miss."
The kitchen lady took the flask, nodded, and continued to stand there.
Seeing that the kitchen lady had no intention of going inside, Eler was confused. "Aren't you going inside, Madam?" "Mr. Shanks told me to wait here. He'll call me if he needs me," the kitchen lady said brusquely. She had been standing there for an entire afternoon. Though she was glad that she could shirk around, she was already feeling quite bored.
"Why is the baby with Mr. Shanks?" Seeing that the kitchen lady was willing to speak, Eler tried to find more information from her.
"He said that she got the stomach flu. She'll have to eat less." The kitchen lady glanced at the flask. Half of it would be wasted.
"What? Is it serious?" Eler was worried about the baby.
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"It's not serious. Don't you trust in Mr. Shanks's skills?" The kitchen lady chuckled when she saw how anxious Eler was. Then, she continued, "It's strange though. The baby has been very difficult, but I've never heard her cry in the lab. Mr. Shanks is either very good with kids, or..."
The kitchen lady stopped speaking. Eler did not understand what she was trying to say, so she asked, "Or what, Madam?"
"Silly girl! What if Mr. Shanks calmed the baby down with drugs?" The kitchen lady whispered.
Shanks was not short on drugs. Surely at least one of them could be used to calm a baby down.
Eler was shocked. "Mr. Shanks will never do that!" She said in disbelief.
"What do you mean? None of the men on this island would have the patience to take care of a baby!" The kitchen lady said.
Eler became even more anxious when she heard that. She was about to rush into the laboratory to check on the baby when Shanks came out while carrying the baby.
"Give it to me." He glanced at the flask in the kitchen lady's hand.
The kitchen lady gave him the flask immediately.
Eler stole a glance at the baby in Shanks's arms. She had a smile on her fair and cute face, and her eyes were animated and lively.
The baby did not look like she was drugged.
Shanks glanced at Eler. "Is there anything?" He asked.
Eler shook her head and replied, "Nothing. I'll go and take care of Miss. Bye, Mr. Shanks."
She bowed, turned around, and hurriedly left.
Shanks turned his head to look at the kitchen lady. The middle-aged woman bowed her head subserviently, as though waiting for his orders.
"I don't like people who talk behind my back. You can go back to the kitchen," Shanks said coldly.
The kitchen lady was shocked when she heard that. Kitchen duty was tiring and dirty while taking care of the child was relatively easier. She tried to explain herself, "I didn't mean that, Mr. Shanks."
"Don't make me repeat myself." Shanks closed the door.
The kitchen lady watched the door close and could only turn around and walk away while cursing Eler under her breath.
Back at the room, Eler smiled and told Bianca, "I have news for you, Miss."
Bianca put the book away and looked at her. "What is it?"
"Mr. Shanks is taking care of the baby now. He's quite easygoing, and he won't tell tales. If you miss your daughter, you can visit her at his lab," Eler said happily.
To Eler, Shanks was much gentler than Abel. She believed that Shanks would be able to take care of the child properly.
"Shanks?" Bianca was surprised. "Did something happen to my child?"
"It's nothing serious, she only caught the stomach flu. Don't worry, Mr. Shanks is a very skilled doctor, and your daughter will surely be fine. I saw her earlier, she doesn't look like she's sick."
'Stomach flu...'
Bianca felt slightly more relieved. She knew that it was common for newborn children to be down with the stomach flu because of their weak immune systems. Tommy had been down with the stomach flu several times before he turned one.
The baby would be fine as long as someone took good care of her.
"Do you want to visit her, Miss?" Eler asked.
"It's fine. Mr. Shanks will take good care of her, and she doesn't need me." Bianca decided to be heartless. Shanks might not have harmed her on his own accord, but she treated him as her enemy.
She dared not visit the child in case it would result in some unwanted incidents. She was happy as long as the child was safe.
Bianca knew that she could not protect the child. What was most important now was to keep her distance from the
child and not get too involved with her upbringing. In the future, when she was strong enough to leave the Island of Despair, she would bring the child along with her.
"Alright." Eler sighed. She knew that Bianca would not be able to stay strong if she visited her child.
Seven days later.
The swelling on Bianca's face had subsided. The adjustments on her face looked more natural and charming than ever.
She would be resuming her training today.
She did not undergo any strength training when she was pregnant, so Abel had arranged a series of intensive strength training programs for her.
"Can you take it, Miss?" Eler was worried when she found out what Bianca had to do.
"I need to become stronger." Bianca pinched her stomach and put on her jacket. She was too weak now, and if she followed her previous routine, it would take a very long time for her to become strong.
If she wanted to escape from her current situation, she had no one else to rely on but herself!
"You can do it, Miss!" Eler cheered her on. She and her brother had also been training, but they did not improve as fast as Bianca did.
"You too, for yourself and Amur." Bianca wrapped a rubber band and left.
"Yes!" Eler replied and followed behind her.
Eler felt emotional when she looked at Bianca's seemingly frail back. Bianca always had a way to cheer the siblings up.
They had to work harder so that they could escape from Abel's clutches.
A mercenary was already waiting for Bianca at the training grounds. His beady eyes flashed with interest when he saw her petite and frail body.
"You're late," he said.
Tardiness at the training grounds was met with punishment. Bianca glanced at her watch and said coldly, "I still have one minute."
The mercenary looked at his watch and saw that it was indeed the case. He grunted coldly.
Bianca stood opposite him and counted down. When the time was up, she said, "Let's begin."
"We'll wrestle today." The mercenary took off his jacket, revealing the pure, solid muscle underneath. There were a few menacing scars on his arms, and Bianca could tell that he was going to be a formidable opponent.
Bianca sized up the mercenary. She had a rudimentary grasp of wrestling thanks to Rain, and she would not be able to defeat the man.
"I don't have any experience," she said.
The mercenary did not look like he was going to go easy on her. "You'll learn after every fall. Come here.'
Bianca walked over and lifted her head to look at the man who was much taller than her.
Before she was mentally prepared, the mercenary rushed at her and threw her on the mat.
Bianca grunted in pain. She could also sense that the mercenary was taking the opportunity to cop a feel.
She immediately flipped over and got to her feet.
"That's wrestling," the mercenary said sinisterly. "Let's continue. Don't think of leaving before you're thrown a hundred times."
Bianca stretched her limbs which were beginning to hurt.
Eler felt worried for Bianca. She stepped up and said, "Miss doesn't have any experience in wrestling. Shouldn't you teach her the fundamentals before training?"
"Shut it! Otherwise, you can replace her!" The mercenary grabbed Eler's throat and glared at her viciously.
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With the mercenary's hand on her throat, Eler struggled to breathe. She slapped the mercenary's hand to free herself, but he did not loosen his grip.
"I'll spar with you," Bianca said.
The mercenary let go of Eler when he heard that. He smiled viciously at Bianca and said, "Alright, let's do it."
Eler took two steps back. While she caught her breath, she looked at Bianca worriedly. All the mercenaries on the island had blood on their hands. How would Bianca remain unhurt?
Bianca looked warily at the man that would pounce at her at any time. He was like a wolf, while she was nothing more than food.
She was not going to be defeated.
"Coward," the mercenary muttered. Seeing that Bianca did not take the initiative to attack him, he pounced at her again. He had a complete advantage in terms of size and strength.
Bianca nimbly dodged the attack.
"Amateur!" The mercenary grunted coldly. He steadied himself before launching at her again.
When the opponent got close, Bianca remembered what Shanks had taught her and stared intently at a certain spot
on the opponent's arm. Just when their bodies were about to touch, she pinched that spot on his arm.
"Ahh!" The man roared in pain and held his arm.
Bianca let go and looked at him calmly.
"What did you do to me?" The mercenary glared at her.
"Shall we continue?" Bianca asked. She had learned a lot about human anatomy from Shanks when she was pregnant, and she was familiar with the body's weak points.
The mercenary might be a skilled fighter, but he was not as well-learned in anatomy. Bianca knew that she could not beat him in brute force, so she had to fight him with her strengths.
The mercenary was not going to admit defeat yet. He tried to charge at him again, but he could not lift his arm at all.
"What did you do to me?" The pain in his arm was causing him to tear up.
"Nothing much. You'll be back to normal in twelve hours. Just make sure that you don't overwork your arm in this period," Bianca said.
"You! Just you wait!" The mercenary wanted to throw a punch at Bianca, but he could not clench his fist. It was as though his arm was broken.
He could only leave pathetically.
Bianca looked at Eler. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Miss." Eler smiled so that Bianca did not have to worry about her.
Bianca looked at the red mark on Eler's neck seriously.
Eler looked at Bianca respectfully and asked her, "What was that move earlier, Miss? That looked quite powerful!"
Bianca gripped a horizontal bar and began to do pull-ups. "I knew where his weak point was."
The effect was different depending on how hard Bianca pinched his weak point. She had used her full strength earlier, so his arm was temporarily incapacitated.
If she did not pinch so hard, he would have felt pain in the arm for a while, but he would be able to use it immediately after that.
She did not show mercy to the mercenary. After all, he had tried to take advantage of her earlier.
"Weak points? That's amazing, Miss!" Eler's admiration toward Bianca grew even more.
"It's all thanks to Shanks." There was no hint of admiration in Bianca's voice when she said those words.
Indeed, she had to thank Shanks forteaching her anatomy. Otherwise, she would be dead or at least seriously injured by the end of the session.
The mercenary went to complain to Abel. "Trash!" Abel yelled at the mercenary when he heard that Bianca had disabled the mercenary's arm with one pinch.
The mercenary was angry, but he dared not talk back. He
had indeed underestimated Bianca, but calling him trash was too much.
Abel stepped out with a savage expression on his face. "I'd like to see her trick for myself."
He did not believe that Bianca could incapacitate a mercenary that easily.
Bianca was still doing pull-ups while Abel came to the training grounds. She grinned when she saw Abel and the mercenary walk in. The routine was quite physically demanding, so she was panting when she hopped off the bar.
"What did you do?" Abel asked.
"I found his weak point," Bianca replied while looking contemptuously at the mercenary behind Abel. She did not expect him to tattle on her.
Abel raised an eyebrow. He could not help but be impressed by Shanks's knowledge as he admired the charming face." Was that wrestling?"
"It's not wrestling, but he wasn't trying to wrestle me either. He wanted to kill me!" Bianca said.
"Nonsense! I was teaching you how to wrestle!" The mercenary retorted. Abel had told them that none of them could attempt to kill Bianca.
He would be punished if Abel found out about what he was trying to do.
"You also tried to cop a feel when you threw me," Bianca continued.
"Nonsense! Do you think that you're that desirable? You're nothing but used goods!" The mercenary retorted sarcastically.
"Shut up!" Abel yelled at him.
The mercenary shut his mouth sheepishly.
Abel could see that the mercenary was indeed trying to hide something.
The mercenary felt uneasy being stared at like that. He tried to deny it again. "That woman is lying, Boss!"
Bianca listened to his weak defense and chuckled coldly." Am I lying?"
"Yes you are! How can I possibly be interested in you?" The mercenary retorted.
Bianca did not speak further. Abel was not blind, and there was no point in her talking.
Abel turned around and faced the mercenary.
"Boss..." The mercenary wanted to explain further when Abel kicked him to the door.
"Ugh, Boss..." The mercenary tried to speak while clutching his stomach.
Abel placed a foot on him and stepped down hard. "What did I tell you before you came here?"
He had told him that Bianca was an important pawn in his plan, and no one could attempt to take her life.
The mercenary thought that his ribs were going to break. He quickly begged, "Boss... I was wrong. Please forgive me. I won't do that again!"
"I don't need anyone who can't follow orders!" Abel cackled sinisterly. The mercenary was already confessing to everything.
What Abel hated the most was people who disobeyed his orders.
Bianca stood there and watched the scene coldly.
The strong and well-built mercenary was so weak in front of Abel. Abel had taken him down with one kick.
She was not sure of the extent of Abel's strength.
All she knew was that she had to be stronger if she wanted to escape from Abel's clutches.
Abel turned his head and smiled viciously at Bianca. He bent down and grabbed the mercenary's head.
The mercenary knew what Abel wanted to do, and he started to panic. "Please, no, Boss. I won't do it again." He shook his head.
"So many people on the island are like you. I want to use you as an example," Abel said while his hands twisted the mercenary's neck.
Bianca could only hear a crack, and the mercenary instantly stopped breathing. 5
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Abel chuckled, stood up, and looked at Bianca.
She remained impassive, even though he had ended someone's life in front of her.
"I'll get you another trainer.” Abel turned around and walked away.
Eler could not stop shaking as she looked at the dead mercenary. "What do we do, Miss?"
"That's just how Abel is, Eler. Try to steer clear of him." Bianca stared at the dead mercenary, whose eyes were still open. She showed no fear even after Abel left.
She turned around, went back to the horizontal bar, and continued doing pull-ups.
Eler took two steps back and said in a daze, "What about that man..."
Bianca struggled to pull herself up the bar while saying,"
Abel will take care of that."
The mercenary's eyes were wide open, though there was no light in them. He looked at them as though hoping that they would help him.
Eler was unnerved. She went toward a corner of the wall.
Soon, two well-built men came into the training grounds. They did not say a word as they carried the dead mercenary
away by his arms and legs.
"Wait, what are you going to do with the body?" Eler asked them.
"Throw him into the wolf pen. Boss's orders," one of the men replied.
Abel reared several wolves, and that man had become their food. Eler's stomach churned when she imagined how the wolves would tear through that man's body.
The two men left the training grounds with the man's body.
Eler walked up next to Bianca and saw that she was drenched in sweat. "Please rest for a while. Miss," she said.
"I'm fine." Bianca remained determined. She did her next pull -up.
After a few more reps, she felt that she was at her physical limit, so she jumped off the bar.
Eler handed her a towel and a bottle of water. She took them, drank two sips of water, and wiped her forehead.
She had to train harder so that she would be physically stronger.
Another mercenary came in through the door and said to Bianca impassively. "I'll be your trainer."
Bianca nodded and stood at the position of the student.
Word had spread around the island that Abel had dispatched an insubordinate mercenary. The rest of the people dared not go against Abel's orders.
The mercenary walked in front of the two women, took off his jacket, and gave them an introduction to the fundamentals of wrestling.
Bianca listened to the explanation attentively. When it came to putting the theory into practice, Bianca was lacking in physical strength, but she managed to put up a tough fight.
The mercenary nodded in satisfaction. "Very good, you've mastered the basics. You'll improve greatly if you can complement your technique with strength training."
"Thank you." Bianca nodded. She looked at the time; it was the end of the training session.
After the mercenary left, Eler looked at Bianca while panting. "Miss, are you tired?"
"I'm not tired." Bianca wiped the sweat off her body with a towel. She could see that Eler was worn out. "Let's go back," she said.
"Alright." Eler stood up, picked up the water bottle and the towel, and followed behind her.
As they were walking toward their room, they met Shanks, who was pushing a baby stroller.
Bianca's heart skipped a beat. She immediately turned around so she did not have to face Shanks.
Shanks stopped walking when he saw Bianca behave like that. He lowered his head to look at the sleeping baby and said, "Don't you want to see your daughter?"
"I don't," Bianca lied and acted tough. Tears had already welled up in her eyes as she turned over.
Shanks carried the baby in his arms. "You haven't given a name to your daughter, Bianca."
"Do I have the right to?" Bianca lowered her head. She could not control her tears. She had been thinking of a name before she gave birth to the child.
"You are her mother." Shanks went closer to her with the baby.
"Nyla. Nyla Crawford," Bianca said softly. Her shoulders trembled uncontrollably.
"Nyla," Shanks repeated the name as he carried the baby in his arms. "You haven't looked at Nyla yet, Bianca. The girl is docile and obedient. She looks like you, especially your eyes.
Bianca was on the verge of a breakdown after hearing Shanks's words. She clenched her fists and punched the wall. "I don't want to look at her. Take her away!"
Her loud voice caused the sleeping baby girl to wake up and cry.
Her heart wrenched as the baby girl's cries entered her ear.
Shanks gently rocked the baby while saying, "Do you think that you can hide from her forever? You'll still have to face her when she grows up. Wouldn't it be a pity if you missed out on her formative years?"
Bianca's body shook. Of course, it would be a great pity.
She had missed out on the first few years of Lanie and Rainie's lives, and she had always felt guilty about it. She tried to make it up to them whenever possible.
"Please look at your daughter, Miss," Eler also tried to convince Bianca.
Bianca closed her eyes and let the tears flow. A long while later, she slowly turned over.
The baby was still crying.
She looked at the baby in Shanks's arms and reached out." Give her to me."
Shanks handed the baby to Bianca.
Bianca was experienced in carrying babies. She immediately put the baby in a comfortable position.
Little Nyla eventually calmed down and stopped crying. She looked at Bianca curiously with her big and round eyes.
Bianca's heart was melting when she saw that innocent gaze. She lifted one of her hands and wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes. "Nyla."
The baby laughed, as though she knew that Bianca was calling her.
"It looks like Nyla loves you, Miss!" Eler said delightfully.
Bianca hugged the baby tightly. The baby seemed to know that the woman hugging her was her mother and quickly
bonded with her.
Shanks's gaze turned profound when he saw the scene.
Eler suddenly thought of something and said to Shanks, "Mr. Shanks, can you leave Nyla with Miss so that she can take care of her?"
"Don't say it, Eler," Bianca said before Shanks could say anything.
Eler said helplessly, "But Miss, Nyla looks like she loves you. Why don't you take care of her?"
"I..." Bianca wanted to refuse. If Abel knew that Bianca had bonded with Nyla, he would be able to use the baby as a hostage.
"I can," Shanks interjected. "You're Nyla's birth mother, and it's normal that you take care of her."
Bianca looked at Shanks in disbelief. "Don't you hate me?" i
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"I hate you," Shanks said candidly. He hated Luke Crawford and his family, but that seemed to have changed after he took care of Nyla.
He could not get himself to hate that baby at all, even though the baby carried Luke and Bianca's blood.
"Why would you grant me my wish then?" Bianca asked. Ever since she carried the baby in her arms, she could not hide her true emotions.
"I have no interest in taking care of your baby for you," Shanks said while putting his hands into his pockets. He turned to Eler and said, "She's almost recovered from her stomach flu now, but you'll have to be careful. Also, the baby's necessities are in my lab. Come over and take them away."
After that, he turned around and left.
Bianca felt a complicated mix of emotions as she watched Shanks leave.
If Shanks did not want to take care of the baby, he could have handed it to the kitchen lady or even Abel.
Why would he hand the baby to her?
Bianca was confused.
Eler was delighted. She touched the baby's hand and said," This is great news, Miss. From now on, you can personally
take care of Nyla."
Bianca laughed dryly. "I don't have the time for that."
Her only free time was at night...
Abel would not grant her the luxury of taking care of her baby. Also, she was not willing to sacrifice her training time.
Bianca wanted to leave the Island of Despair, so she wanted to grow strong as soon as possible. Having to take care of the baby would interfere with her plans.
Eler planned to go along with Bianca. As she watched Shanks leave, she said thoughtfully, "I think Mr. Shanks will think of a way to help us."
Bianca chuckled and started to walk back to her room. "He won't help me."
"Mr. Shanks isn't as bad as you think, Miss," Eler said. She had focused her attention on Bianca and her baby, so she did not have the time to process her affection for Shanks. Now that she had calmed down, her face began to blush.
Bianca shook her head. "Bring the stroller here."
Eler went and pushed Nyla's stroller toward the room.
At night, the kitchen lady went to Bianca's room.
"Is there something, Madam?" Eler and Bianca were playing with Nyla.
"Boss says that I'll take care of Ms. Kathryn when you're away at training," the kitchen lady said quite rudely. She thought that Eler had set her up so that Shanks got angry at her.
"Kathryn?" Bianca looked at the baby.
"Yes. Boss gave the baby a name, and it's Kathryn!" The kitchen lady said.
"Mm. I know." Bianca did not expect that Abel would do that. Perhaps Shanks had a part in it.
She was relieved that the kitchen lady would be able to take care of Nyla while she and Eler were away at training.
Eler held Bianca's hands excitedly. "This is good news, Miss. I knew that Mr. Shanks would think of something. We won't have to worry about Nyla while we're away at training."
The kitchen lady glanced at Bianca and Eler coldly before leaving without saying a word. She decided to let go of the grudge against Eler.
Now that she was tasked to take care of the baby again, she could stay away from the tiring and dirty work of the kitchen.
"Mm." Bianca looked at Nyla and gently poked her little nose. "You are not Kathryn. You are Nyla. Nyla Crawford. Understand?"
No matter what Abel thought of the baby, she was a Crawford.
Little Nyla smiled at Bianca.
Eler's heart warmed when she saw that. "Nyla really looks like you, Miss."
Bianca touched her face, wondering if that was true. "She doesn't look like the current me."
"I'm sorry, Miss..." Eler realized that she had misspoken and apologized immediately. Even though Shanks had done a fine job, Bianca still could not accept the fact that she looked like a different person now.
"It's nothing." Bianca shook her head and carried Nyla. "Help me close the door. I want to feed Nyla."
"Alright." Eler nodded and closed the door. The door had no lock, so Eler had to lean against the door so that no one could come in.
Late at night, Bianca could not sleep. She sat up and looked at Nyla in the cot.
Nyla was sleeping soundly.
"I'm your mother, Nyla. Your father is Luke Crawford. Can you remember that?" Bianca mumbled while leaning on the cot.
Nyla did not wake up, but her hand moved as though replying to her mother.
Bianca smiled and covered her with the blanket.
Luke was her father, and she was her mother...
A City.
Luke was in a meeting at T Corporation, but he was interrupted by a phone call.
After ending the call, he whispered something into Jason's ear, then left the conference room.
The managers in the conference room looked at each other. It was not the first time that this happened. They could tell that the interruption had something to do with Mrs.
Crawford.
Rumors had it that Mrs. Crawford had lost her mind. There was no concrete proof, but it was not entirely made up either. They could tell that there was some truth behind the rumors every time Luke abruptly stepped out of the meeting or changed his schedule.
They were all veteran employees of T Corporation, and they knew that the only person who could get their boss to put down his work was Bianca Rayne.
Jason coughed to regain their attention.
"Boss has to attend to some other matters. I’ll continue to chair the meeting," he said.
The managers nodded. No one dared to say anything.
Luke went to the parking lot and sped to the hospital. He went through a secret entrance toward Bianca's ward without attracting any attention.
"What happened, Aunt Wanda?" He stood at the door and asked Wanda. Neither of them dared to step inside.
"I’m sorry, Luke. I thought I'd show her a painting that she liked to jog her memories, but I didn't expect that she would react so violently." Wanda seemed helpless as she tried to explain what happened.
"..." Luke was silent. Bianca was not in a good mental condition lately, but she had not reacted violently toward her aunt.
"The nurse can vouch for me. I only handed her a painting. At first, she calmly looked at it, but when I said, 'Do you remember? This is your favorite piece of work.' she began to ..." Wanda felt guilty even though she did not do anything out of line.
"I don't blame you, Aunt Wanda. Bianca is still emotionally unstable," Luke said. He noticed the injuries on Wanda's hands and said, "You're hurt. You should get the wound cleaned."
Wanda glanced at the slash marks on her hands. Bianca had tried to cut herself with a knife, and Wanda tried to stop her.
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"I'll go and attend to these," Wanda said helplessly and glanced at the patient inside the ward.
The nurse had administered a tranquilizer shot to Bianca. Bianca lay there like a wooden puppet while the nurse dressed her wounds.
Luke nodded and went inside.
"Where is she hurt?” He asked the nurse.
The nurse answered Luke's question while dressing Bianca's injuries with a bandage. "Most of the wounds are on the wrists. I've already cleaned them, and she's fine now."
Luke felt a dull ache in his heart when he saw the layers of bandages on her wrists.
"Right, Mr. Crawford, Dr. Osmond asks you to go to her office," the nurse relayed the information from Bianca's doctor.
"Alright, I'll go over now." Luke left the ward and went to Dr. Osmond's office.
"You're here, Mr. Crawford," Dr. Osmond said as soon as she saw him come in.
Luke sat down opposite her. They had been discussing Bianca's condition like that for some time now.
"The nurse said that you were looking for me," he said.
"Yes, I want to see you because of what happened earlier today." Dr. Osmond placed a lot of attention on Bianca's case, not only because of Bianca's elevated status but also because her circumstances were rather unique.
"I watched the security feed, and everything was normal until your wife saw the painting. She became emotionally disturbed and had self-harm tendencies. I think that she hasn't calmed down enough yet. In my opinion, you shouldn't rush her into remembering her past. After all, her biggest obstacle to recovery is her psychological trauma. We should tend to her trauma first before letting her recollect her past," Dr. Osmond said.
It was normal for a patient's family members to be impatient. Wanda did not do much, and no one had expected Bianca to react so violently.
"Her trauma is because of her experiences, right?" Luke asked.
"That should be the case." Dr. Osmond nodded. Bianca did not want to talk to anyone. The doctor had used many methods and could only conclude that Bianca was very afraid of certain things.
For example, she was afraid of men. The doctor had also just found out that she was afraid of certain things in her past.
"Do you have any way to make her forget what happened in the past nine months?" Luke asked.
"Well..." Dr. Osmond hesitated.
"Yes or no?" Luke asked. His tone of voice turned cold.
Luke's imposing demeanor managed to make Dr. Osmond lower her head, even though she was a psychologist. "There is a way, but it's practically very difficult," she said.
"Continue." Luke was listening.
"We can suppress a patient's deepest fears by using hypnosis. The memories would not be triggered unless the patient is faced with another major traumatic incident.
Many case studies have shown that hypnosis helps in helping a patient overcome their fears. However, it's not a foolproof method. After all, its efficiency greatly relies on the patient's willpower. Some people cannot let go of their past traumas, and the memories would resurface very quickly even after successful hypnosis," Dr. Osmond said.
"What are the chances of success?"
"According to research, there's a sixty percent chance of success, and many people can live uninterrupted lives for five years or more. However, there are certain risks to hypnosis. For example, some people's memories might be buried together with their trauma, and they would wake up to a world that is wholly unfamiliar to them. Also, if the procedure fails, the patient would suffer double the trauma," Dr. Osmond answered truthfully.
"What do you suggest?" Luke wanted to hear her opinion.
Dr. Osmond smiled and said, "I would suggest that we keep observing her. If her situation doesn't improve in a month, it's not too late to explore other treatment methods."
Luke did not want to wait without knowing the results. He asked again, "Who is the most famous hypnotist in the world?"
If Bianca suffered, he would suffer too.
In the worst-case scenario, Bianca would have to forget her past.
"As far as I know, the best hypnotist is Professor Tia. She has her unique set of methods, and she rarely fails.
However, she has her own research lab, and not many people get to hire her. Also, Mrs. Crawford shouldn't travel long distances for the time being," Dr. Osmond said.
"Mm." Luke stood up. "I'll contact her."
All Luke needed was the name. If there were no other options than hypnosis, Luke would hire her no matter what it took.
After leaving Dr. Osmond's office, Luke went to Johann's office.
Johann was browsing through some medical records when he heard the sound of footsteps. He lifted his head and nodded at his visitor. "I've heard all about Sis."
"I want to hire a hypnotist so that she can forget what happened to her in the past months," Luke said as he sat down on the couch.
Johann frowned. He knew some psychology, but he was not a professional psychologist. "What did Dr. Osmond say?"
"She suggests observing Bianca for another month," Luke replied. He did not want to wait for that long. Every passing day, something new would trigger Bianca's manic episodes.
Currently, her mental state was extremely frail.
Luke wanted to protect her with all he could, but ironically, she did not want him to approach her.
"I suggest that you follow Dr. Osmond’s advice. You should know that deep hypnosis is very risky,” Johann suggested.
"I plan to get in touch with Dr. Tia. Do you have any contacts?" Luke had to plan what he would do in a month.
"Tia?" Johann frowned. "Are you sure you want to look for her? She's very arrogant, and not everyone can hire her."
Johann knew who Tia was, but his impression of that woman was purely negative.
"She's our best hope," Luke said. He was prepared to pay whatever price she named.
"Indeed." Johann had to admit that Tia was indeed the best in her field, even though he did not like her. He thought for a while and continued, "I know her, and I've collaborated with her mentor. I can pull some strings if it's necessary."