Francis's anger was immediately replaced with tenderness as he turned to Ellie. "It's okay. It's just Greyson, he called to invite us for dinner tonight."
Ellie merely responded, "Okay. Well, you go."
Ellie's temperament had really improved over the years. She had become more accommodating, kinder and charming than she was five years ago. Maybe it was because of the way Francis doted on her, giving her everything she wanted and spoiling her. Now she looked more relaxed like a young girl in her early twenties. Wearing a lake blue dress, she appeared very gentle and soft, drawing everyone to her like a bee to nectar.
This version of Ellie was Francis's favorite. He leaned forward, held her tight and rubbed his face against her cheek. Before Ellie got angry that he was ruining her make up, he released her and continued, "Greyson insisted that both of us should go. He also hinted that you will regret if you refuse."
A ghost of a smile appeared on Ellie's face as if she had suddenly remembered funny Greyson who liked to impress people by keeping people guessing.
"Okay, I will join you tonight," Ellie said lightly, not thinking too much about Greyson's words.
Francis took a gentle bite of Ellie's ear with dissatisfaction. Looking as if he had swallowed a sour lemon, he said, "Do you really want to see Greyson so much?"
Francis was painfully aware that Greyson was younger than him and he could make Ellie happy.
At the thought of seeing Greyson for dinner, Francis noticed that Ellie was too happy at that news and he hated it. He pounced on Ellie and pressed her on the sofa as if trying to imprint a lasting image of himself and get rid of her memory of Greyson.
Ellie helplessly tried to push Francis away and said, "What are you talking about? Whatever. I have some business to deal with. Come and pick me up tonight."
"You are not going anywhere."
Francis clung to Ellie like an octopus, preventing her from leaving.
He kept Ellie under his body as if he had all the time in the world, not caring whatever other plans she had.
Meanwhile, in the office.
Ashley watched as Andrew hung up the phone more firmly than necessary. "What did Greyson say?" Ashley asked curiously.
Andrew snapped at Ashley, his face red with suppressed rage, "Don't mention other men's names again."
"But he is your brother, you know," Ashley stressed.
"I don't care, you are not allowed to mentio
y hurriedly said goodbye to Andrew as she took Fabio's hand ready to leave. However when she turned to get her bag, she noticed Andrew's slumped shoulders and miserable look as he tried to pretend that everything was okay.
She drew close to Andrew and kissed his lips. "Don't work too hard. Fabio and I will go out to buy some gifts then come back to you soon."
Although he wanted to be beside Ashley all the time, it was obviously impossible now.
Andrew nodded his consent.
Ashley took Fabio's hand and the two left the office.
Ashley and Fabio had barely left when Johnny knocked on the door and poked his head in before Andrew nodded for him to enter.
"President Lu, I got some information about what happened to your wife five years ago. At that time, she wasn't feeling well so she went to several hospitals for a check-up. One of the doctors found out that she was pregnant, but the doctor lied to her claiming that she was suffering from leukemia. I tracked down the doctor, but when I interrogated him he was very hesitant and elusive. It wasn't until I threatened to physically harm him, when he confessed that Miss Feng was behind the whole matter."
Johnny glanced at Andrew's darkening face and continued while taking a small step back.
"The doctor said that he was also very scared at that time, but the hospital was under the Feng Group, so he had to do as he was told. However, he did not tell anyone about her pregnancy.
As for the other hospitals, maybe they just did what Ms. Feng told them to do then told Mrs. Lu that she had leukemia without even giving her a thorough check up."