Broken Oath: I Left, He Regretted Chapter 39: Only After an Entire Night Did He Let Me Go

But thinking that the Xavier Group’s cardiopulmonary support device is about to hit the market, even if he knows I’ve consulted a lawyer to divorce him, what can he do?

Timothy Xavier and I rested in the ergency room for about two hours.

As the IV finished, the nurse ca over to remove the needle, and we both woke up.

The nurse had just left the room.

Then I heard Serena Sawyer outside: "Nurse, may I ask if Zoe Ellison is in this room?"

"You... you’re Serena Sawyer?"

The young nurse was extrely excited and said, "Could you give an autograph?"

"Sure."

Serena Sawyer was exceptionally gentle and kind to her fans.

She signed her na and walked into the ward with a fruit basket in her hand.

Had I not seen her previously venomous and an private side, I might have been fooled by her gentle and lovely appearance.

But now, I really had no energy to exchange idle chatter with such a hypocritical woman, so I said to Timothy Xavier, "Your child’s mom is here to take you ho. You should go!"

Timothy Xavier gave a sideways glance, still sitting on the chair, and asked Serena, "Why are you here?"

Serena placed the fruit basket on the table and softly replied, "I just dropped Doris off at kindergarten, and on the way back, I felt guilty. If it weren’t for saying the necklace was missing last night, Miss Ellison wouldn’t have been sick."

Timothy responded to her in a gentle tone, "This has nothing to do with you. Don’t overthink it, you should go back first!"

Serena’s beautiful eyes sparkled as they projected a gaze upon Timothy.

Seeing that he had no intention to leave, she continued, "I’m really sorry, Miss Ellison. We can just forget about the necklace. After all, it was originally a token of love from him to you."

Did that an she generously forgave , the ’thief’ of the necklace?

Since Serena insisted on being so shaless and clung onto to disgust , I could only follow her example and lie with my eyes wide open.

So, I weakly spoke, "Miss Sawyer, I sent Jenna to the master bedroom to help find the ultrasound sheet from three years ago when I was doing a prenatal checkup. Jenna said the ultrasound sheet wasn’t in the nightstand drawer. I don’t know whether it was you or Timothy who put it away."

Serena looked at in shock and said, "Are you sure you didn’t rember wrong? I didn’t see any ultrasound sheet in the drawer."

Indeed, she didn’t see it. Because everything related to my child, I carefully kept it safe. How could it be in Serena and Timothy’s bedroom?

I pretended to look puzzled toward Timothy Xavier, asking, "Did you see it? Did you put our child’s ultrasound sheet sowhere else? I always kept it in the nightstand drawer, I’m quite sure."

Timothy simply said, "I haven’t seen it. I don’t usually use that drawer."

Then, his gaze landed on Serena’s face.

It was the first ti I’d seen him scrutinize Serena with such a suspicious look.

Serena was visibly flustered, hurriedly explaining, "Timothy, I didn’t take Miss Ellison’s child’s ultrasound sheet. I truly didn’t see it. Miss Ellison must have rembered wrong!"

Recalling the scene that afternoon when I was alone at my child’s burial, although I’m not an actress, tears still flowed down as I choked, "Miss Sawyer, I can let you have my husband. But could you please return that ultrasound sheet to ? It’s my only mory of my baby. I’m begging you!"

At this point, I seed extrely agitated, unable to stop my tears.

Who doesn’t know how to pretend to be innocent?

Although the dicine for protecting the stomach had taken effect, and my stomach actually didn’t hurt, I still covered my abdon, frowning tightly.

Just then, a doctor ca by on rounds.

Seeing this way, the doctor said helplessly, "Didn’t I tell you earlier? Patients with stomach issues must keep a calm mind and not get upset."

After the doctor left, I continued crying.

Serena was nearly in tears too, desperately explaining to Timothy that she hadn’t seen the ultrasound sheet.

But this ti, Timothy didn’t protect her with the sa sympathy as before; instead, he simply said, "The paparazzi have been tracking you a lot less lately, and the rumor has passed. I’ve asked Jack Sullivan to find you a new place, and he’ll help you move."

Serena looked at him in shock, and then at , her beautiful eyes full of disbelief.

Even I was surprised that Timothy would make such a decision.

"Timothy..."

Serena’s tears flowed like broken pearls, sobbing, "Why won’t you believe ? I really didn’t take Miss Ellison’s child’s ultrasound sheet. I’m innocent."

But Timothy remained unmoved.

Serena knew when to stop.

She wiped her tears, seemingly terribly wronged, and said, "If my leaving can make Miss Ellison happy, then I am willing."

As she left, she turned back to give a deep look.

Timothy faced away from her, but I clearly saw the resentnt and malice in her eyes.

I didn’t regret using such tactics against Serena at all.

Who told her to constantly disgust for no reason?

But I didn’t do this to fight over a man with her, nor was it out of jealousy.

I am well aware that Timothy and I are beyond reconciliation.

...

After Serena left.

Timothy said, "I’ll have soone check at the hospital where you gave birth to see if there’s a copy of the ultrasound sheet."

I paused slightly, feeling a sense of loss.

It seed like it’s been a long ti since anything I said or requested received any response from Timothy.

This ti, he surprisingly rembered.

And yet, I no longer needed it.

Just then, Timothy’s phone rang again.

Since it was a weekday and he wasn’t at the office, work calls kept coming in.

During the first few calls, Timothy sounded calm and composed, like a leader reviewing the situation.

But just now, after hearing the report on the phone, his brow furrowed and he gravely asked, "What do you an there’s a problem with the data? Do we have to delay the launch?"

The other end said sothing else.

He rubbed his temples, saying, "Okay, then just delay the launch for now. Cooperate with their investigation; I don’t want any more mistakes."

I usually don’t concern myself with his work matters.

But when I heard him say ’delay the launch’, I imdiately beca anxious.

Even though the Xavier Group launches many devices each year, I had a bad premonition in my heart.

So after he hung up, I tentatively asked, "Did the company encounter sothing tricky?"

"Yes, the device your mother uses ran into a problem during the final review stage before its launch."

He said lightly, and I couldn’t stay calm at all.

"Why?"

I pressed, "My mom’s been using it for over two years, and it’s been fine, right? There shouldn’t be any issues!"

He hesitated, looking at with a deep, probing gaze, "Whether or not this device launches, your mother won’t be affected. Why are you worried?"

Only then did I realize my reaction was too intense earlier.

"I... I an, the device is so advanced, and the Xavier Group has put so much effort into it. It’s a pity to get stuck at the last minute."

I babbled on, "Moreover, there are so many patients waiting for it to be released; their lives depend on it."

Timothy finally set aside his doubts and said to , "There’s nothing we can do; lately, soone’s been sabotaging Xavier Group. But, these are just trivial tactics that don’t need to be taken seriously."

He was confident he could resolve everything, but there was an undercurrent of hostility in his tone.

I couldn’t help but wonder whether the person applying these tricks was Ethan Xavier?

Or was it the gentleman who saved at the construction site last ti?

However, the most important thing to now was when exactly that device would launch.

This determined when I could finally confront Timothy and get a divorce.

Seeing that he was willing to talk to for a mont, I cautiously asked, "Then... when are you planning to delay the launch until?"

Timothy’s deep gaze fixed on , his tone tinged with suspicion, "Since when were you so concerned about the Xavier Group’s business?"