radicalducati Chapter 38
Chapter 38
Hospital, in a single room.
Sisca lay on the hospital bed, wearing a patient gown, layers of white bandages wrapped around her wrists, looking like a doll about to break at any moment.
It was unclear what she was thinking, her gaze scattered, and her hands clasped tightly in front of her chest.
At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open.
Sisca turned her head and saw Dominic coming in.
"Dom!" A hint of surprise flashed in Sisca's eyes. She tried to sit up, but just as she lifted herself slightly, she weakly fell back down.
Dominic furrowed his brow, his tone difficult to discern whether it was anger or not. "Just lie down."
"Dom, I knew you cared about me. I knew you wouldn't ignore me."
Sisca felt ecstatic, tears welled up in her eyes as she gazed affectionately at Dominic.
She knew that Dominic cherished old feelings the most. When he promised her brother to take care of her back then, he would definitely take care of her to the end.
Sisca's face could only be considered average, with no particularly outstanding features. But when she cried, looking pitiful and helpless, most men would soften. However, Dominic merely glanced away.
Dominic spoke businesslike, "When you make a mistake, you have to take responsibility. When you're discharged, hold a press conference to publicly apologize. As for the rest, I'll let David handle it for you."
Sisca's expression froze. She could barely maintain her pitiful appearance.
Wasn't Dominic here to care for her? Why did he want her to apologize to Alessia?
If it wasn't because of Alessia, did she need to resort to suicide to salvage her reputation?
Dominic was indeed treating Alessia differently now. She must not let Alessia off.
Sisca silently vowed in her heart, quickly restoring her expression on her face.
She lowered her eyes, appearing gentle and obedient, her voice soft, "Dom, as long as I can still act, I'll listen to you in everything."
"Hmm." Dominic nodded and turned to leave.
Sisca weakly called out, "Dominic, are you leaving already?"
"I have other matters to attend to. Rest well." Dominic had already reached the door and didn't turn back, speaking with his back to Sisca.
With that, Dominic continued forward, and David waiting at the door closed it behind him.
Sisca watched the closed door, the gentleness in her eyes gradually fading away, her whole face twisting in unwillingness.
At this moment, the ringtone of her phone under the pillow rang.
The first time the phone rang, Sisca didn't answer. It wasn't until the persistent ringing reached the third time that Sisca picked it up.
"Hello, Mom!"
"What's going on with the news online? How could you plagiarize someone else's work? You've completely embarrassed me. Instead of slitting your wrists, why didn't you just jump off a building and die cleanly?"
Sisca clenched the phone tightly, saying nothing.
Finally, the other side stopped the verbal abuse.
"Enough, stop pretending to be dead. Your brother is in love, so send him a million right away. And as for Mr. Carter, hurry up marry him and become Mrs. Carter."
With that, the other side hung up the phone.
Sisca looked at the darkened phone screen, biting her lip firmly.
Why was it that while Alessia, also from the countryside, had Dylan's care, she had no one to care for her, not even her family, who only wanted to suck her dry?
Why was it that with the same humble background, Alessia could marry Dominic in the past?
No, whatever Alessia could do, she could definitely do it too...
After returning home, Alessia checked all the information about the Carter family over the years.
As she had guessed, apart from official public information, there was a complete blank on the internet about all information regarding the Carter family.
Dominic had protected the Carter family and that child very well.
Alessia narrowed her eyes. To verify whether that child was her son, she could only go to the Carter family herself.
Back then, except for Grandma who genuinely cared for her, she ultimately disappointed the old lady by divorcing Dominic.
At the same time, a black Mercedes-Benz drove into Forest Hill.
Sitting in the car, Dominic rubbed his temples wearily. He casually looked up and caught sight of a small figure running out of their own yard, familiar with the route, and entering the yard of the house directly opposite.
Dominic frowned slightly, uncertainty flickering across his face. "Was that Chris who just ran over there?"
"Sir, it's Young Master!" The driver, Uncle Tom, with a smiling face, couldn't help but say a few more words, thinking that these past few days, the young master had been sweetly praising him for dressing well and even said he looked younger. "Young Master has become much more cheerful recently."
Dominic's rugged facial features softened.
It seemed that he wasn't the only one who felt this way.
However, he remembered that the building across had always been vacant.
Since Chris took the initiative to visit the neighbors, it was necessary for him to understand the situation.
Dominic spoke, "When did the people opposite move in?"
Uncle Tom replied, "It was only about ten days ago. I've only seen their nanny, and I've heard the sound of children playing in the yard."
Chris never interacted with children of the same age. If the children in the building opposite could get along well with Chris in the future, it would indeed be a good thing for Chris.
Dominic then thought of Chris mentioning Elle and Christian from the welfare institution.
That day, David checked the surveillance cameras and didn't find any footage of these two children. There were also no children with the same names at the welfare institution. Could these two children be from the family across the street?
Dominic's gaze darkened. "Uncle Tom, have Aunt Leah prepare some gifts."
In the building opposite.
As soon as Christian entered, he saw Eleanor standing at the door.
Eleanor had her hands behind her back, revealing a row of small white teeth, her eyes curved into crescent moons as she looked at Christian.
"Chris, Mommy is in the study, and Mrs. Cate is in the kitchen. Hurry up!"
"OK!" Christian made a hand gesture to Eleanor and rushed upstairs like a streak of smoke.
Christian had come to get his little toys. In Christopher's toy room, apart from Lego, there was only Lego. There wasn't even Ultraman or Spider-Man. Terrible!
After picking a toy that he decided to indulge in tonight, Christian prepared to go back.
At that moment, he heard the doorbell ringing downstairs.
When the doorbell rang, Christopher lifted his head from his book and said, "Don't go out now."
"Okay."
Christian nodded. He walked to the window, tiptoed to look outside, and happened to see Dominic standing at the door with Uncle Tom holding a gift box.
Christian's face immediately changed, instinctively retracting his little head and pulling the curtains closed. "Not good, Dad's here."
"Really? Why would he come?" Christopher also stood up.
Downstairs.
Eleanor looked at the screen, and her heart pounded at the sight of Dominic's expressionless handsome face.
Why did Dad come knocking at the door?
As Eleanor was pondering, Mrs. Cate popped her head out from the kitchen.
"Miss Eleanor, who is it?"
"It seems to be the property uncle. Don't worry, I'll handle him." Eleanor blinked her blue eyes and spoke instinctively.
With that, she opened the door, stepped out, and then casually closed it behind her.
She didn't look like Dad, nor did she resemble her two brothers. Dad wouldn't recognize her. This time, she would handle it and protect her two brothers!
As soon as Eleanor appeared, Dominic and Uncle Tom's gaze fell on her.
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