Yvonne was no longer useful, and to avoid paying her the fifty thousand a month,


    and to prevent her from exposing her secrets, Joanna had destroyed her


    What a terrifying person she was.


    But he had realized it all toote. Natalie had warned him, but he had trusted Joanna, believing his beloved sister would never harm him.


    Yet again, he was proven wrong. His legs were paralyzed.


    Jerome looked at the agitated Zack and said, "Zack, that woman is my ex-girlfriend. She cheated on me, and the baby she''s carrying isn''t mine. I was deceived by her. Do you want to meet her? I can take you. She''s at the police station on this ind."


    "What? That''s your ex-girlfriend? You must be truly blind. Not only did you plot against your own stepsister, but you were also deceived by your ex-girlfriend." Jerome thought of what he had done to Natalie, and tears welled in his eyes. "Zack, it''s not toote for me to understand all this now, is it?" Seeing that he had a son, he wanted to stand up again.


    "Not at all. It''s never toote to turn back. Everything will be alright." Zack wiped away his tears, his voice turning grim. "Let''s go. Let''s see the woman who drove my daughter to her death."


    Jerome said, "Okay."


    As Natalie went back to get something, she saw Jerome in his wheelchair from a distance. He was already at the hospital.


    Natalie turned and nced back towards the hospital. It seemed Jerome already knew about the child.


    She took a deep breath. Even if he knew, there was nothing he could do now. When Natalie returned with her things, she found Zenobia asleep.


    Not wanting to disturb her, Natalie sat at a nearby desk to review some project proposals.


    Her partnership with Matthew had brought a flood of business, and her workload had be much heavier.


    Zenobia''s mother was arriving


    tomorrow With her here to take care of Zenobia, Natalie could rest easy and head back soon Zenobia would also be able to leave the hospital the day after tomorrow.


    The cold winter winds made recovering from childbirth especially difficult for Zenobia.


    As Natalie focused on her work, her phone kept vibrating. She picked it up and saw a news alert.


    It was a video of Yvonne bullying another girl. Natalie was slightly taken aback.


    "Yvonne Smith Bullied Innocent Girl, Leading to Her Suicide"


    Natalie paused, and Joanna immediately came to mind.


    It was her. She wanted to make sure Yvonne never got out.


    "Natalie." A warm, familiar voice called from the doorway.


    Natalie looked up to see Mrs. Nelson arriving through the snowstorm, carrying several bags. Her hat was covered in snow.


    Natalie quickly stood up to help. “Mrs. Nelson, I thought you weren''ting until tomorrow."


    "Oh, Natalie! Thank goodness you were here with that stubborn girl. She''s as stubborn as a mule! I told her toe home, but she insisted on having the baby on this sma istand. It''s so remote, and the medical facilities aren''t the best." Cóntent


    Mrs. Nelsonined, clearly ufortable in the unfamiliar surroundings.


    But her daughter was headstrong, so what could she do?


    Natalie smiled. “Zenobia feels that winter is the same everywhere, and she''s familiar with this ce."


    "You, always defending her. It''s just


    her being stubborn." Mrs. Nelson


    took off her hat and went into th


    the


    bathroom to brush off the show


    beforeing out.  fo


    She looked at Natalie gratefully and smiled. "Natalie, thank you. I''ll take care of


    Zenobia now. You should go home and get some sleep."