Shelly was still in the hospital. Apparently, Edmund was the culprit behind the spread of the rumor that she committed suicide because of love. He was trying to destroy Lucian's reputation, which would, in turn, have a bad influence on the reputation of the Zhan Group.
"But I don't want to see them!" Shelly said pointedly, grabbing Lucian's white shirt and pointing at Emma and Jonny.
"Mom, I've already hired someone to take care of her. Now, since she doesn't want to accept our kindness, you don't have to stay here and waste your time," Jonny said to Emma, feeling guilty. After that, he turned to look at Lucian and said, "Lucian, come with me."
Shelly's face suddenly turned pale. With much urgency, she grabbed Lucian's clothes and wouldn't let him go. "Lucian," she said, her tone desperate. "I'm... I'm feeling a sharp pain in the back of my head. Please stay here with me." Using her incredible acting skills, she was able to shed convincing tears.
Lucian forcefully shook Shelly's grip off of him. "I have something else to deal with. I'll come back to see you after work." His voice was deep but it was devoid of any kind of emotion.
The expression on Shelly's face changed dramatically. With Lucian evidently not caring about her and her welfare, she broke down and cried, "I don't care! I'm hurt because of you! You must stay with me!"
"Really, Shelly? Are you really doing this right now?" Jonny said, his voice imbued with annoyance. "You're an embarrassment!" He came over and grabbed Shelly's wrist tightly, also trying to force her to let go of Lucian's coat.
Shelly saw that and instantly recognized the opportunity it was presenting. She took hold of Jonny's arm and pulled herself out of balance. With a loud thud, she fell to the ground, to the surprise of everyone.
"Shelly!" Emma shouted as she rushed over to Shelly. She held her in her arms and said anxiously, "Jonny, call the
ght, he didn't expect that they would be there. The flashes of their cameras blinded him and so he decided to retreat for the time being.
Frowning, he took out his mobile phone and called his assistant, Eric, to ask him to come to the hospital as soon as possible.
"Mr. Lucian, there's a rumor going around that Miss Shelly tried to commit suicide because you were neglecting her. Is that true?"
"Mr. Lucian, you look so tired. Is that because you have been taking care of Miss Shelly the whole day?"
"Mr. Lucian, do you know about the changes that has happened in the An Group?"
"Mr. Lucian, I heard that you still love your ex-wife, Amelia. How true is that?"
Chaos ensued in the lobby. Every reporter wanted to ask every question, and they all wanted answers from Lucian. Lucian debated on staying silent, but the questions were too personal to ignore.
His expression became noticeably more hostile than usual, and with his sexy thin lips, he said coldly, "It's not appropriate for me to answer any of your personal questions."
"How is Miss Shelly now?" one reporter asked eagerly.
"Miss Shelly is safe and is in a stable condition. Thank you for your concern." While Lucian was handsome and charismatic, his aura had always been cold. That was why people always had trouble approaching him.
Soon, Eric, along with four bodyguards, arrived at the hospital to fetch Lucian. He was used to this kind of media frenzy, but it seemed that this time around, an unprecedented number of reporters flocked the hospital.
It was particularly impressive because it was already late in the night. Slowly, he, the bodyguards, and Lucian made their way through the crowd of reporters and into the car outside the hospital.
"Mr. Lucian, the reporters have been ordered to go home. They also promised not to write any reports about you tomorrow," Eric reported respectfully after they all got in the car.