Chapter 391: 390: The Bonds are Gone
Jeremy Norman originally wanted to use the news of the baby to provoke Michael Gallagher, but he remembered they were in public and afraid of reporters following them, they held his tongue in time.
If he mentioned the baby now, Michael would definitely rush into the hospital room.
What Molly needs the most right now is rest, not the double stimulation Michael might bring.
“Good to know she’s alright.” Joshua Thompson sighed with relief, his gaze falling on Michael, “Since my sister is fine, you’d better leave now, or else I might beat you.”
If it were before, he would have directly punched Michael, but he had saved Ivy and James Leaford, and he had borrowed Michael’s car, so the best course of action would be to send him away.
Seeing that Michael wasn’t moving, Joshua patted Jeremy on the shoulder and then went upstairs.
Jeremy and Michael faced each other, neither acknowledging the other.
In the end, it was Jeremy who spoke first.
“I thought you’d take good care of her. I was wrong.” The thought that Molly’s baby was gone made Jeremy’s feelings complicated.
He felt sorry for Molly and also the baby in her stomach.
Although the baby was a bond between her and Michael, he had never thought of making the child disappear from the world.
But now, it had happened.
Looking at Michael’s face, which was as black as charcoal, Jeremy curled his lips. “You should go back. She won’t see you.”
He saw the whole thing today.
Molly was still under anesthesia and might not want to see him when she woke up.
Michael clenched his fingers, his face looking grim.
He looked at the clothes Jeremy was carrying, guessing that they were probably given to him by Thompson family.
Michael glanced at the skyscraper and thought that Molly was okay. He lowered his eyelashes, covering the complicated look in his eyes. “Is she injured?”
Jeremy’s hand holding the clothes paused, forcibly suppressing the anger. “There’s no major issue, but she still needs to be hospitalized. Her family is here, so it’s better not to push your luck.”
The meaning was clear; he shouldn’t go up there.
Hearing this, Michael’s thin lips tightened.
Her family was there…
Yes, she already had a family now and was no longer the little girl who needed to be protected by someone else.
“Michael Gallagher, I thought you two could be together, and you could protect her. I was going to back off, but now, I want to fight for myself.” Jeremy’s voice was gentle, but it carried undeniable conviction.
Michael’s Adam’s apple moved slightly, and a ripple appeared in his deep eyes. “Haven’t you had enough acting before?”
Jeremy’s pupils shrank, his teeth clenched, and his cheeks hardened.
His previous act as Molly’s lover had forced Michael to admit the truth about his fake death, but it had also put him at a disadvantage in love.
It showed that, in Molly’s heart, Michael was her first choice.
And he, at best, could be considered her friend.
He admitted that Molly preferred Michael, but that didn’t mean he had no chance.
If the baby in Molly’s stomach were still alive, she wouldn’t consider anyone else.
But her baby was gone due to an accident, which meant that her bond with Michael had been completely severed.
“Back then, it was an act, but who can guarantee that it wouldn’t turn into reality?” Jeremy gave a meaningful smile. “Molly married you not because she liked you but because of her mission.”
Michael’s face turned black, not expecting Jeremy to know even this.
“What if she takes on a mission to marry me?” Jeremy raised his eyelashes, the light in his eyes cunning and mocking. “You two have already dissolved your marriage, so her marrying someone else is none of your business.”
Hearing that Molly would take another job to marry someone else, Michael sneered, his lips turning pale, almost bloodless.
Accepting another marriage mission…
Michael’s heart sank.
Since learning that Molly had married him for the mission, he had seen through the so-called organization.
The “W” organization was so powerful not only because it had many capable people, but also because once its members accepted a mission, they would complete it 100%. Whether it was getting married or killing, the people in this organization would do it.
Money can make the ghosts grind, and it’s vividly displayed within this organization.
If Molly were to accept another marriage mission…
I’m afraid she really would marry again.
Thinking about this, Michael Gallagher’s heart was both anxious and restless.
This damn organization has no respect for human rights.
Michael stared at Jeremy Norman, “I thought you liked her so much, but you would only use such despicable means.”
“What’s the point of being upright and frank if you can’t get what you want? As long as I can be with her, I don’t mind using despicable means.” Jeremy Norman smiled, his handsome face glowing with brilliance.
Michael sneered, his eyebrows furrowed, and his voice carried a mix of sarcasm and warning: “You can try.”
Jeremy smiled, his eyes filled with a bit of joy, as if his long-repressed heart suddenly burst out of its chains.
He admitted that he had selfish motives and knew that now was not the time to be happy, but the moment he thought of his chance, his long-standing depression vanished.
As long as he had a chance, there was meaning in living.
These days, he lived like a walking corpse; wishing happiness for the one he loved was easy to say, but difficult to do.
His parents were depressed all day long, not knowing how to comfort him, and they even sought help from countless psychologists.
Heartache needs heart medicine.
This time, he found the motivation to live once more.
After leaving the hospital, Michael got in the car, rolled down the window, and lit a cigarette.
Since learning that Molly was pregnant, he rarely smoked, only occasionally having a couple when thinking about his parents and Xavier Gallagher.
Unafraid of fire, he switched from e-cigarettes to regular cigarettes.
Thoughts of the ‘W’ organization weighed heavily on Michael’s mind.
Before, he thought Molly would be protected within the organization and thrive, but now, it seemed like every benefit she gained came at a price.
The organization was more difficult than he had imagined.
Michael’s slender fingers tapped on the steering wheel, his eyes black as ink.
Just then, his cell phone rang.
It was Scarlett Jackson.
“Mr. Jenkins, it’s Scarlett Jackson. Can you please help me? I’m at the Police Station, and the police here have been bought off by Joshua Thompson. They claim I pushed Ivy Thompson, who’s in the hospital. Am I stupid enough to push a pregnant woman? Mr. Jenkins, can you help me? Bail me out?”
“Mr. Jenkins, can you talk to the police? Otherwise, I’ll have to spend the night in the police station.”
Scarlett’s voice was full of panic.
She had been in the station before due to disputes but never spent the night inside.
If she had a criminal record, how could she continue in the entertainment industry?
Scarlett felt both wronged and upset.
Hearing that it was Joshua Thompson who sent her in, Michael’s fingers tremored slightly, and he didn’t say a word, hanging down his eyes.
Scarlett continued, “Didn’t we agree to see Christopher Evans from the ‘W’ organization tomorrow? If I stay here tonight, I’m afraid tomorrow’s meeting will be ruined.”
Hearing her mention Christopher Evans, a sudden ripple appeared in Michael’s eyes.
He pursed his lips and softly said, “Mhm, I’m coming to get you.”
Hearing that he was coming to get her, Scarlett breathed a sigh of relief.
Her intuition told her that Mr. Jenkins was finally interested in the organization.
The thought that he would take over the organization made Scarlett unable to stop smiling.
The organization originally belonged to the Jenkins family; Mr. Jenkins was simply reclaiming what was his.
If Mr. Jenkins wanted to take over the organization completely, he would have to marry her.
The plan was steadily under her control.
Although there were many twists and turns, it had finally returned to the right track.