Chapter 1155 - 1182: Maeve Is Sick (6)

Chapter 1155: Chapter 1182: Maeve Is Sick (6)

Ryan Quinn doesn’t like Caiden Ward.

Even though this cousin-in-law treats him with care, he still feels distant around Caiden Ward.

All of this—

It was all because of her.

It’s a pity, by the time she figured it out, she had already closed her eyes.

She bled profusely, dangerously, and didn’t make it to the hospital; in the end, she couldn’t see Caiden Ward again.

Uncle Ward...

Maeve Myres thought blankly, tears welling up in her eyes, feeling only pain.

Caiden Ward called her, asking where she was, and she still smiled, saying she was in class.

The moment she fell down the stairs, the pain was excruciating, making it hard for her to even breathe.

But—

This pain could not compare to her heartache.

Although she always missed Caiden Ward, she never had any ambiguous relationship with him after returning to the country. She harbored a secret and felt guilty towards Rosy Harris, yet Rosy could set her up like this—her innocence, her love, her marriage, even her child.

Maeve Myres bit her lip, but still couldn’t hold back her tears.

Though she was born in the Myres Family, the environment she grew up in wasn’t complicated. She went abroad when she was nine, and although tormented by longing, her days were simple, fulfilling, and happy. She never thought of interfering in Rosy Harris’ marriage or confessing to Caiden Ward. She only felt regret, just like the line in the ancient poem: "When you were born, I was not born; when I was born, you were old. How I hate that we weren’t born at the same time, to spend our days together."

Her love was doomed to wither from the beginning.

Why did Rosy do this to her?

Maeve Myres raised her other hand to wipe her tears, an action that Louis Cox saw as soon as he turned around.

He was at the door, instructing the bodyguard to buy lunch; it actually just took a minute or two, but for Maeve Myres, it seemed like a long time. She put down her hand, her face flushed as she looked at her uncle, still a bit silly.

Louis Cox, seeing this, felt heartache, taking big steps to her bedside, coaxing her, "What’s this all about? Why are you crying?"

"I," Maeve Myres choked up, "I miss Uncle Ward. Uncle Louis, can you hold the phone and call him? Let him come see me now, I miss him so much."

Louis Cox: "..."

This girl, for the first time since returning, has explicitly requested to see Caiden Ward.

Louis Cox furrowed his brow and said, "He has his work to do, today is still Monday; be good, and when you’re better, Uncle will take you to see him."

"I won’t." Maeve Myres immediately pouted, "I want to see him now, you call him, I don’t care, call him, I want to see him now, and if he doesn’t come, I won’t take my medication."

She, being sick, acted spoiled with a hoarse voice, very childishly.

Louis Cox coaxed her for a while, but couldn’t help it, so he had no choice but to take out his phone and call Caiden Ward.

Caiden Ward was having lunch with Rosy Harris, in the restaurant downstairs at their company.

"Sick?" His expression changed as soon as he answered the phone, full of displeasure, saying, "What’s going on? She’s been with me for more than two years and never got sick. Now back for less than two months, and she’s sick for the second time."

Louis Cox: "..."

He couldn’t refute, so he could only give the address and relay Maeve Myres’ intent.

Of course, Caiden Ward had to go see her.

He didn’t finish his meal, pulled out a napkin, wiped his mouth, and said, "You eat by yourself. I have something to do, I’ll go first."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up, fastened his suit button with his hand.

Rosy Harris, seeing his anxious look, stopped eating, stood up, showing concern, "Is Maeve sick? I’m free this afternoon; let me accompany you to see her?"

Caiden Ward was stunned, "You’re not working this afternoon?"

"Did you forget?" Rosy Harris reminded with a smile, "You originally said to look at rings this afternoon, so I took a leave."

"Oh." Caiden Ward came to his senses, thought for a moment, and nodded, "Alright then, let’s go together."

The two went downstairs together, drove to the hospital.

It was still raining, Caiden Ward didn’t bring an umbrella, parked the car, and got out directly, his expensive suit immediately got wet. Rosy Harris quickly got out of the passenger seat, opened an umbrella, shielding him from the rain.

She wasn’t as tall as Caiden Ward, wearing heels, she was still about half a head shorter than him, walking beside him holding a small floral umbrella, walking very steadily, her figure like a painting, naturally elegant.

In the two months they’ve been together, she had already given her heart to Caiden Ward.

Caiden Ward also treated her well.

Mainly, she wasn’t like Blair Chester and the likes. Firstly, she wasn’t in the entertainment circle; secondly, her overall personal condition was good; thirdly, although she was from Riverside, her family background was relatively good. Although it couldn’t compare with the Ward Family, for Madam Ward, it was sufficient.

After all— ⅇ

With Caiden Ward’s current status, a marriage alliance is at best the icing on the cake.

Madam Ward could privately accept a daughter-in-law from a slightly lower family background, so if Caiden Ward caused any trouble after marriage, it wouldn’t be unsolvable, making things easier.

Rosy Harris was sociable and sensible, behaved generously and appropriately, so Madam Ward was quite satisfied with her.

With Madam Ward satisfied, Caiden Ward didn’t mind either.

Currently, they had confirmed their relationship, and were preparing to make it public, also setting a date for the wedding; things were basically settled.

He had been busy with work and didn’t dwell too much on Maeve Myres’ matters.

In fact—

He was a bit angry, angry at the young girl.

This little thing was an ungrateful wretch.

He pampered her with good food and drink, personally taking care of everything, treating her like a little ancestor for more than two years, yet she just left as she wished, solemnly saying that he should get married and couldn’t continue taking care of her; she wanted to go back to her brother and uncle.

Caiden Ward was very frustrated.

Why couldn’t he take care of her after getting married?

The pressure from others was already enough to bother him, and this girl didn’t act cute to cheer him up but instead joined in on the fuss.

Isn’t this being ungrateful?

Not an ounce of conscience, despite him caring for her for more than two years.

But—

He still had no principles at all.

Once he heard she was ill, he was heartbroken, couldn’t even finish his meal, and rushed over.

He walked briskly, Rosy Harris, in heels, had to keep up with his pace and hold the umbrella, while also carefully ensuring her pants didn’t get splashed with the muddy water; it was very taxing, which inevitably led her to resent Maeve Myres a bit, but she didn’t show it at all.

The two quickly reached the inpatient department, found the ward, and went in together.