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    “I don’t know,” Bu replied curtly, dodging Jamison’s question. Although Bu was aware of the real situation of Connor and his wife, it wasn’t something he could divulge carelessly. After all, Connor’s wife wasn’t just any woman. There was no doubt within him that spreading such information would lead to seriousplications.


    Frowning slightly, Jamison rubbed his chin thoughtfully and muttered to himself, “It’s strange to see Connor so invested in a woman. In fact, I can’t imagine there’s someone out there he can’t win over. Who is she to resist him?”


    Without saying anything, Bu downed the wine in his ss.


    Connor’s wife was ck Mallow, the chief instructor at Doomsday Base. Of course she had the power and authority to challenge Connor’s advances. Bu couldn’t help but wonder when, or if, Connor would ever manage to win her over. Perhaps it was a battle he was never going to win.


    As Connor stepped out of the room, he was unaware of Bu’s and Jamison’s musings. Internally, he was wrestling with his own thoughts.


    Though he had acted arrogant in front of Jamison, even dismissing the advice given to him, Connor had actually taken it to heart. After mming the door, he didn’t rush off. Instead, he lingered, mulling over his predicament. He was deeply troubled.


    Jamison had suggested that a man should be shameless when pursuing a woman. Connor, though reluctant, found himself agreeing. He had already sacrificed his dignity countless times in his pursuit of Marissa.


    However, Jamison had advised going even further, suggesting aplete abandonment of shame. Connor wasn’t sure how long he could maintain such an approach before Marissa, the seemingly imprable woman, would finally yield.


    At that moment, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of envy towards Bu, though Bu hadn’t really won Eloisa’s heart. He had merely managed to secure a marriage with Eloisa—something Connor had also achieved with Marissa.


    However, Eloisa was willing to have children with Bu, forming asting connection between them, which might eventually lead to the duo falling in love with each other.


    This made Connor reflect bitterly on his own situation with Marissa. If he still couldn’t win her love when Bu seeded, he would be left feeling not only envious of Bu but also mocked by him.


    As these thoughts swirled in his mind, Connor tilted his head back and sighed deeply, his gaze fixed on the ceiling. His frustration boiled over, and he cursed Marissa under his breath. “You heartless, cold, ungrateful woman!”


    Meanwhile, Marissa was engaged in conversation with Silver Fox in the presidential suite of the Pce Hotel when she suddenly sneezed multiple times.


    Concerned, Silver Fox asked, “Did you catch a cold?”


    Marissa shook her head and replied, “No.” Being a doctor, she was well aware of her health. She knew she wasn’t ill, but the sneezing felt like an omen, as if someone were talking about her.


    “Then why the sneezing?” Silver Fox asked.


    “Humph!” Marissa’s expression darkened. “Someone must be cursing me behind my back.”


    “Hah!” Silver Fox chuckled, amused. “I bet it’s Connor. After all this time spent with you, and not even a kiss? Poor guy must be losing his mind.”


    Marissa’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment again. She yfully raised her fist at Silver Fox, pretending to scold her, when her phone rang.


    Seeing Rita’s name on the screen, Marissa immediately answered. “Hello?”


    Rita’s typically calm and detached tone carried devastating news that almost knocked Marissa off her feet. “Boss, something’s happened. Lawrence and Lindsay were injured at the kindergarten. It’s serious.”


    “What?! How did they get hurt at the kindergarten?” Marissa demanded, her voice rising with urgency.


    “I’m still gathering details. But the kids have been rushed to the hospital. Pleasee as soon as you can. Lawrence has lost a lot of blood and may need an emergency transfusion. The medical staff are trying to get his blood type now,” Rita said.


    Marissa’s heart skipped a beat when she heard this. Swallowing hard, she said, “Tell them both Lawrence and Lindsay have a rare blood type—Rh negative.”


    “I’ll inform them right away,” Rita replied.


    With that, Marissa hung up and quickly made her way to the hospital, her mind racing with fear. She knew the scarcity of Rh negative blood in the hospital’s reserves. If a donor couldn’t be found quickly, Lawrence’s life would be in grave danger.


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