Daddy, You Got The Wrong Mommy-Chapter 388: Let Her Live in Illusion Forever
Amelia Miles stood anxiously outside the private room, waiting while Craig Landers returned.
He knew that the Moore siblings were removing the Gu insects from Damon Hawke, and he looked more serious.
After more than an hour, the door to the room finally opened.
Frost Moore came out.
"Mr. Moore, how is Tom?"
Amelia rushed forward to ask.
"It’s done, help him to rest."
Frost nodded, his expression slightly relaxed.
"Is it really done?"
Amelia was overjoyed and rushed inside.
Craig and Chase followed her in,
On the sofa, Damon’s face was pale, still in a faint state.
Opposite him lay the vagrant and Victoria Don.
Sarah Moore was organizing the medical instruments nearby.
She glanced at Amelia who hurriedly ran in, and gave her a brief smile.
"Elly, slow down, Mr. Hawke is fine now."
Amelia already ran to Damon’s side, giving her a grateful smile.
Then her gaze fell on Damon, looking at his pale handsome face, her nose tingled inexplicably.
Excited.
Is he really okay?
Will he not dislike her anymore in the future?
"Elly, let Chase help Damon to my private room to rest."
Craig shifted his gaze from Sarah to Amelia and said.
Amelia sniffed, nodded, and moved aside.
Her eyes fell on the two opposite, hesitated: "What about them?"
Is the Gu that was in Damon now inside the vagrant?
Is the vagrant now deeply devoted to Victoria?
And Victoria?
Will she still cling to Damon relentlessly?
"Elly, do you want to see the effect?"
Sarah asked, a hint of slyness in her eyes.
"Sure."
Amelia blinked, very curious.
"First get Mr. Hawke settled, then we’ll see the effect."
Sarah smiled warmly.
"Okay."
Amelia nodded, seeing Chase already supporting Damon, she quickly followed.
Craig’s gaze still remained on Sarah’s face, a hint of different color flashed in his eyes.
The way her eyes sparkled just now was no different from Leia!
He had already sent the two toothbrushes for testing, just waiting to compare the results!
"President Grant, could I trouble you to find two people to get them out of here?"
Sarah maintained her composure under Craig’s unwavering gaze and spoke up.
Craig nodded, withdrew his gaze, and found two subordinates to get Victoria and the vagrant out of the club.
The late autumn to early winter weather was very cold.
Soon, the two thrown outside the club were awakened by the cold.
Victoria opened her eyes, looking at the scenery nearby, still a bit dazed from just waking up.
Her head pounded, very painful.
Where was she?
What happened?
Why was she leaning against the wall of the club?
And why was there a smelly vagrant next to her?
Victoria looked at the vagrant with disgust, covering her nose as she got up.
At this moment, the vagrant also woke up.
His aged eyes fell on Victoria’s face, a hint of awe flashed in his eyes.
"Vivi, my Vivi."
Victoria: "..."
Old geezer, who was he calling?
Who was his Vivi?
"Who are you? Stay away from me! You stink!"
Upon hearing this, the vagrant’s eyes flashed hurt.
"Vivi, don’t you remember me? I’m Mark, the man who loves you the most."
Mark?
Victoria’s head throbbed sharply.
"Four years ago, you met the true love of your life. His English name was Mark, a billionaire who once spent money lavishly for you. You were about to discuss marriage, but unexpectedly, Mark’s business suddenly failed..."
A voice echoed in her head.
So this man was a billionaire before?
She loved him very much!
Victoria slowly raised her eyes, staring at the vagrant before her, tears welling in her eyes.
"Mark, you are Mark."
"Vivi, don’t cry. When you cry, it breaks my heart."
The vagrant took a step forward and hugged Victoria.
Victoria stiffened, smelling the scent on the man, her brows furrowed involuntarily.
She wanted to push him away, but another sharp pain stabbed in her head.
"You swore, no matter what he becomes, you would love him, and be with him for life."
Yes, she had sworn.
This was her true love!
Victoria’s hand uncontrollably reached up to his back, lightly patting him.
"Mark, don’t worry, I will always be by your side."
"Vivi, I love you, let’s go."
"Okay."
The two of them left together, looking just like a reunited couple.
In a room upstairs, Amelia and Sarah stood by the window watching the scene, exchanging a smile.
Victoria, having done all kinds of bad things, should by rights be sent to jail.
But sometimes, mental torment is more painful than physical.
Let Victoria live in her illusion forever.
"Elly, Tom is awake."
Craig came out from the inner room, reminding Amelia who was enjoying the spectacle.
"Has Tom woken up?"
Amelia was overjoyed and quickly ran inside.
Wayne Grant didn’t follow but looked to Sarah.
"I couldn’t tell, but Miss Mercer has quite a dark sense of humor."
Sarah was noncommittal, tucking her hair behind her ear, ready to return to her suite to check on her daughter.
Craig caught her by the wrist, "Where are you going?"
The man’s hand was dry and warm as ever.
It fell on her wrist, stirring her heart.
Sarah’s heart trembled slightly, and she freed her hand.
"Mr. Landers, please respect yourself. We’re not close; I don’t need to report my whereabouts to you, do I?"
Craig looked at her profile and leaned in closer.
"Miss Mercer, you seem quite afraid of me?"
Afraid to look into his eyes.
Not daring to meet his gaze.
Why is that?
The familiar scent of the man lingered at her nose, Sarah’s eyes flickered, just as she was about to speak, a male voice rang out.
"What are you two doing?"
Frost was very angry.
Because from his angle, it seemed Craig was about to kiss Sarah while encircling her.
And Sarah hadn’t rejected.
Was she about to reunite with her ex-husband?
Hearing Frost’s angry voice, Sarah’s heart skipped a beat.
She quickly pushed Craig away, forcing a smile at Frost.
"Brother, don’t misunderstand."
"Let’s go back, we’re returning to Vexia tomorrow."
Frost turned with a cold face, taking the medical kit and leaving.
"Brother, wait for me."
Sarah felt helpless, hurriedly following him.
Craig watched the siblings leave, a hint of something unfathomable in his eyes.
Was Frost overly concerned about his sister?
Afraid she’ll reunite with him?
In the inner room.
Amelia looked at the awake Damon, eyes reddening.
"Tom, how do you feel?"
