The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day-Chapter 289: Going Mad

Jameson heard the word "teacher" and felt like it was shortening his life.

He scratched his head and gave a dry cough, saying, "Don’t worry, Miss Monroe, I’ve seen this kind of situation many times; it’s nothing serious and will get better soon."

"That’s good to hear."

As Summer finished speaking, Damian Knight and Henry Stanton walked up to the second floor.

Henry Stanton saw Jameson and immediately shook his hand warmly, saying with deep emotion, "Dr. Jameson, I’ve heard so much about you! Please help me look at the one in my house... I just lost my daughter, and if I lose my wife too, I really don’t know how I could carry on!"

Summer sneered in her heart.

Stella Monroe went mad, and Henry Stanton only felt ashamed. His desire to cure her was merely for appearances, nothing more... Heh.

However, Summer showed none of these emotions on her face, even adding to Henry Stanton’s request, "Teacher Jameson, we rely on you for everything!"

Jameson’s temples throbbed; he nodded without daring to look at Summer and directly asked Henry Stanton, "Which room is the patient in?"

"Here, I’ll take you inside."

Henry Stanton made a gesture of invitation and led Jameson to the bedroom door.

As soon as the door opened, a heavy thud of something hitting the floor came from inside.

Summer followed in, and at a glance, she saw the disheveled Stella Monroe smashing cups onto the floor.

Stella Monroe heard the sound and looked from the doorway as well.

When her eyes met Summer’s, her expression suddenly turned cold, and she directly charged at Summer.

Summer only saw that Stella Monroe seemed to have aged ten years overnight and had become much thinner. Her eyes were crimson, and her whites were filled with bloodshot veins as she ran towards Summer with a ferocious expression.

Stella Monroe shouted as she ran, "Summer, you bitch! I’ll kill you!!!"

She looked like a demon about to take a life.

Summer was momentarily startled; she had never seen Stella Monroe like this.

This was a complete loss of sanity.

Just then, Henry Stanton stepped forward and blocked Stella Monroe from charging at Summer. He wrapped his arms tightly around Stella Monroe’s waist, loudly warning her, "Stella Monroe! Get a grip on yourself!"

"Let me go! Let me go! I want her to pay with her life!" Stella Monroe struggled fiercely.

Henry Stanton held her firmly without letting go and shouted, "Quick, call the bodyguards to tie her up!"

"Yes!" The butler hurried away.

Summer steadied her nerves and said innocently, "Aunt, why would you think I killed my sister? Her death really has nothing to do with me..."

"Shut up! You’ll go to hell!!"

Stella Monroe screamed harshly, her voice piercing to the point that Summer’s eardrums ached.

At that moment, Stella Monroe suddenly broke free from Henry Stanton’s arms. She bent down, picked up a shard of a cup, and flung it directly towards where Summer stood.

Summer didn’t expect the emaciated Stella Monroe to be able to break free from Henry Stanton’s grip.

She had no time to dodge, instinctively raising her arm to shield her face.

But in the next instant, a dark figure quickly blocked in front of her.

It was Damian Knight!

Summer watched as the shard of the cup pierced Damian Knight’s right shoulder. In just an instant, his white shirt was stained with blood.

"Damian Knight!" Summer’s eyes widened instantly.

Damian Knight shook his head with an incomparable calm, "Don’t worry, I’m fine."

Just as Summer was about to speak, the bodyguards arrived. Several of them swarmed in and pinned the raging Stella Monroe to the ground.