My Billionaire Mom

Chapter 317

Quinn was baffled as she watched Yvette, who was talking in her dream. She was not surprised that Yvette called Chuck as hubby, but she was shocked by the last sentence she uttered.

Did Yvette just say that Chuck had killed her grandfather?

"What's going on?" Quinn felt that this was unusual. In her perception, Chuck was just a little disgusting, but he was unlikely to kill someone. Besides, for the person to be his wife's grandfather made it even more improbable.

Quinn could not understand the situation.

She walked to Yvette's side and looked at the heavily injured woman. She then took out her mobile phone again and called Chuck, but he still didn't answer. Quinn felt angry and helpless.

What should she do?

After waiting for a while, the private doctor she had called finally came over. The doctor was also shocked when he saw Yvette, who was covered with wounds all over, and he couldn't help but ask, "President Miller, this woman is..."

"She's my friend. Tell me, how is she?" Quinn replied. She was startled because she knew this private doctor well and it was rare for him to have such expression on his face. What was wrong?

"Such a tough lady. The patient's willpower is too strong. Look at the spot where her hand is covering, I guess her ribs are nearly broken there, but she can still hold on. It's a rare sight. She could be someone from the army to have such strong willpower," the doctor said in astonishment.

Quinn was surprised. "Why was her willpower so strong? Did she go through something terrible for her to become like this?" She wondered.

"Then, what should we do now?" asked Quinn. She was concerned about saving Yvette because she was injured terribly. Not only that, but she was also Chuck's wife.

Thinking of this, Quinn snorted softly.

The doctor answered, "It's better for her to get a thorough examination in the hospital. Otherwise, there may be a risk of hidden injury. Some injuries can't be dragged for too long by simply relying on willpower."

"Okay, you should treat her first and give her some injection," Quinn told him. She felt that she had to ask Yvette's opinion on this matter.

After all, Yvette had said that she didn't want to be sent to the hospital. It would be best for Quinn to act accordingly.

"Okay." Then, the doctor began to give Yvette treatment while Quinn watched from the side. She snorted suddenly, "Chuck, your wife has ended up in this terrible state, yet you still don't answer the phone."

Three hours later, the private doctor had basically settled everything that he could do. After Quinn transferred the payment to his account, the doctor left.

It was already midnight, and Quinn was also sleepy. She fell asleep in a daze and suddenly heard a noise. It was her phone ringing. When Quinn saw that it was Chuck calling her, she felt a rage bubbling in her. "Hello, do you know how late is it? Why are you calling me at this hour?" She answered furiously.

Chuck was at a loss as to what to do. He had been looking for Yvette for the whole night, but he didn't find any clues. Through the camera footage, he saw Yvette entering an alley and then there were no more clues. His people were still looking for her.

In the middle of the night, when Chuck was sighing in disappointment, he suddenly remembered that Quinn had tried to call him continuously. He wondered if something had happened to her, hence he dialed her number.

"I'm sorry. Why did you keep calling me?" Chuck felt that Quinn might have encountered an issue. After all, they came to Floriland together. If something bad did happen to Quinn, Chuck would not ignore it for sure.

"Let me tell you, I saw your..." Quinn paused and snorted. Wasn't it too late for him to say sorry at this time? But when Quinn was about to continue speaking, she suddenly saw that Yvette had woken up from her unconsciousness and was looking at Quinn while shaking her head.

"President Miller, what did you see?" Chuck asked curiously. He felt strange. What did Quinn see?

Quinn noticed Yvette's pleading eyes. Then, she went silent.

"President Miller, why are you not answering?" Chuck muttered, "If there's nothing else, I will hang up. I have to look for someone."

"Who are you looking for?" Quinn asked knowingly, looking at Yvette who got out of the bed.

There was silence for a few seconds on the phone, then he said, "My wife. I came to Floriland to look for my wife."

Chuck was very upset because he had yet to find any traces of Yvette. Where on earth was she?

"What's wrong with your wife? Why did she leave you?" Quinn asked. Yvette went to her side, and her eyes darkened.

"I... I, I killed her grandfather. She said she would never see me again," Chuck answered with difficulty and sighed.

Quinn was stupefied to hear this. She couldn't believe that Chuck had really committed a murder.

She looked at Yvette, who was standing next to her, and saw that there was a layer of mist in her eyes.

"Don't tell him that I'm here," Yvette whispered.

Yvette was moved by Chuck's love for her, but she couldn't let go of this heavy weight in her heart. After all, Chuck was the murderer who killed her relative. Yvette couldn't overcome this hurdle. Furthermore, no ordinary people could easily overcome this emotional trauma.

Quinn nodded with sympathy in her heart. She was also a woman, and she knew what it meant. If Quinn was in such a situation, she thought that no matter how much she liked this person, Quinn couldn't accept the fact that he had killed someone dear to her either. She would definitely cut all ties with him or even took revenge.

When she first started her business, Quinn had gone through difficult times. She could understand the struggle of Yvette at this moment. Anyone would feel so unless they were cold-blooded.

"President Miller, are you okay? What did you see just now?" Chuck came to his senses and probed again. He didn't want to waste any more time. If Quinn was fine, he had to take a break and continue to look for Yvette.

Chuck was worried that something would happen to Yvette since Yvette was seriously injured when he saw her from the monitor screen.

"It's nothing," Quinn simply replied.

"Okay, then I'll hang up," Chuck said and hung up the phone. He took a sip of water and continued to look for Yvette.

Chuck had already found a hotel for Regine. She had been following him for the whole night and was on the brink of exhaustion.

On the other side, Quinn put down her phone and said, "Chuck is looking for you." All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

"I know, but..." Yvette's eyes were dim. So what if he was looking for her? How could she possibly accept the truth? She truly didn't know how to face Chuck.

Quinn could not say much. In fact, she was a little envious of Yvette in some aspects. If something happened to her one day, would Chuck look for her all over the world as well?

She didn't think so.

Quinn was silent. Both of the women did not speak. Then, Quinn told Yvette to have a good rest. Yvette was miserable and could not fall asleep. Her body was also in pain, so she sat on the bed in a daze.

Quinn was curious. She walked over and asked, "How did you meet Chuck?"

"I was betrothed to Chuck since young. I met him when I was six years old, until now..." Yvette replied. She was heartbroken and felt helpless. Damon was too powerful, and she was no match for him. How should she claim back the things that belonged to her?

"She was betrothed to Chuck since young?" Quinn was dumbfounded as she wondered inwardly. This was beyond Quinn's expectation. She had thought that Chuck had successfully pursued Yvette. But it turned out that they had known each other since they were children. No wonder Chuck had imagined Quinn as Yvette last night. Quinn was not surprised at this. After all, Chuck was so rich. It was normal for someone to be betrothed to him from a young age. Even if ten girls were betrothed to him, she would find it normal.

The sadness in Yvette's heart grew and she murmured, "Hubby, Hubby..."

Yvette knew that at this time, as long as she told Chuck that she was bullied by her cousin, he would definitely be able to help her and bring her to vent her anger just like he did before. However, Yvette couldn't ask for that.

"Are you planning not to see him again?" Quinn asked.

Yvette was silent. She felt that it was impossible for her to overcome this hurdle, so she chose to disappear from Chuck's life.

Seeing this, Quinn knew that she shouldn't comment on anything.

Then, Yvette closed her tired eyes gradually. She was too tired...

She had a dream. She dreamed of Chuck kissing her and she did not refuse. The two of them hugged each other as if they were a couple of lovers...

When Yvette woke up in the morning, her tears flowed from her eyes. She knew that it was impossible to realize her dream.

Yvette's eyes were gloomy, but she felt much better after resting. Although the parts of her body that were hit by Damon were still painful, it didn't matter to her. She felt that she had to take back the things that belonged to her, so she had to leave this place.

Quinn woke up as well. Seeing Yvette packing up her stuff, she knew that Yvette was going to leave. But now, Quinn had learned that Yvette was betrothed to Chuck since young. If she allowed the heavily injured Yvette to leave like this, Quinn wouldn't know what to do if something bad were to happen to her.

"Where are you going?" Quinn could only ask her.

"I... have my own matters to handle. Please tell my hus... tell Chuck not to look for me anymore. There is no need for him to do so," Yvette said with a bleak look in her eyes.