Filed to story: The CEO’s Wife Is a Secret Boss Novel (Allison & Jeremy) Free Online
Love?
Lauren blinked in surprise. She looked up at Landon, her lips parting as if to speak yet no words came out of them for several long seconds.
Landon’s heart ached so painfully.
What was he thinking? What happened to it being enough that only he loved her?
Lauren was no ordinary girl. He couldn’t do this to her.
“Landon,” Lauren called softly.
She gently raised her hands, placing them on top of Landon’s.
“I love you.”
He had been in her heart from the very beginning.
It might have been since the first time he had kissed her, or when she had secretly sketched that drawing of him.
Or it might have been each and every time he had stood by her, without a care about what the rest of the world thought.
She didn’t know what love was, but this all-encompassing feeling in her heart might be it.
Landon’s heart pounded in his chest as tears flowed down his cheeks.
He had enjoyed the company of countless women throughout the years, but this was the first time he had felt truly in love.
The lovers hugged one another tightly in the snow.
Landon tried wrapping her closer and closer still in his coat, but it wasn’t enough.
He wanted Lauren to be buried deep in his heart.
Landon hurried to the hospital in the wee hours of the morning after coaxing Lauren to sleep, where he soon joined Walsh’s and Taylors.
Unable to take it anymore, Newton had retired to a VIP ward to rest with Javier’s help.
“Jonah, I just interrogated that son of a bitch.”
Jonah had gone to the end of the hallway to answer a call from Cyrus.
“I’ve been in this line of work for so long. I could instantly tell he’s hiding something from us! But he just won’t crack!” Cyrus exclaimed.
“What did that asshole tell you?” Jonah asked solemnly.
“He said he attacked Madam Lyla because he used to be her top fan. He’s harbored anger toward her ever since she quit the industry, feeling like she betrayed him.
“Can you imagine that bullshit? Madam Lyla was the actress of the century back then! Who does he think he is to be able to bag someone like her?” Cyrus yelled, venting out a whole night’s worth of anger to his brother.
Jonah frowned. “Get to the point.”
“Sorry, Jonah. I got too carried away.”
Cyrus composed himself and said, “The jackass said he attacked Madam Lyla because seeing her triggered all the sadness he had felt over the years because of her.
“He’s not fooling anybody with that nonsensical story! Someone ordered him to do this. I’m sure of it!”
“Your interrogation results are similar to what I figured,” Jonah said lightly.
Cyrus said, “This is all I could dig out so far, Jonah. The guy was really meticulous to erase everything suspicious from his phone, too.
“There’s no sign that he was instructed by anyone at all. My guess is that he used a spare phone to communicate with whoever instructed him. They planned this out very thoughtfully.”
“What if this isn’t the first time he’s done this?” Cyrus asked.
Jonah narrowed his eyes and said coldly, “Then I don’t trust a word he’s said. It’s all too much to be a coincidence.
“You can immediately tell that someone orchestrated this behind the scenes. I need to figure out who tried to hurt Madam Lyla.”
“Understood. I’ll do my part as well, Jonah.”
Cyrus paused before asking, “How is … how is Jeremy doing?”
“He’s still in a critical state,” Jonah answered tightly.
Cyrus really didn’t know what to say to that.
“But I’m sure the odds will turn in his favor. Lyse is operating on his brain as we speak. It’s been five hours now.”
“What?” Cyrus nearly spat his drink out.
“O-operating on his brain? Does she think he’s some practice dummy? Lyse’s way of getting revenge on her ex is…. quite something!”
“We need to trust Dr. Snow’s medical expertise. To her, brain surgery shouldn’t be a difficult task.” Jonah smiled, recalling his multifaceted sister.
“Doctor… Snow?” Cyrus gasped.
“That skilled, well-known medical expert who has saved countless patients from death’s door again and again… is Alyssa?”
Jonah chuckled proudly. “Yes, your baby sister.”
He could imagine Cyrus’ jaw hitting the ground through the phone.
“Damn! That’s fucking awesome!”
The Walsh family remained gathered outside the surgery room until 9:00 am the next morning.
Javier and Newton stared fixedly at the door, with the former helping the latter stand.
Sophia had used the excuse that she was tired to return home to rest. Newton despised her, and she didn’t give a damn about Jeremy. So there was no point faking her concern any longer.
“Why isn’t Lyse out yet? It’s been so long.” Winston gazed at the surgery room, feeling uneasy.
“Brain surgery isn’t a small feat. Some take entire days to complete.” Jonah consoled his father, patting his back.
“Don’t worry. Lyse is stronger and more capable than you think. This surgery will definitely be a success.”
“I’m not worried about that. I’m just concerned that Alyssa won’t be able to handle staying up for an entire night without rest.
“Isn’t she tired? Did she have time to eat a bite or drink some water?”
If Jonah hadn’t stopped Winston, he would have barged into the room to check on Alyssa himself.
Jonah smiled lightly, “Here I thought you were worried about… the one being operated on.”
Winston glanced at Newton who remained anxiously worried in the distance, frowning lightly.
“The kid … gets a point for saving my darling daughter. He’s gone from a negative one to zero now.”
Jonah pursed his lips. He didn’t tell Winston anything more because he had promised Alyssa to keep those secrets.
This wasn’t the first time Jeremy had saved Alyssa. There was that time at Crater Mountain Park too, which had nearly killed him.
“Dad, let me ask you a question. If
“Jeremy! Oh, Jeremy!”
Before Jonah could finish speaking, a whining, sobbing voice cried out.
The atmosphere in the hallway swiftly changed. Both Newton and Javier turned to the source of the noise.
Zoe was running over to them sobbing terribly, her high heels clicking loudly on the floor.
“What are you doing here, Zoe?” Landon hurriedly went up to stop her.
This is no place for you to cause a scene. Hurry up and go home!”