Said I didn't Love Him But I Lied

Everleigh was a little suspicious, but she had to admit that she was tempted.

"Let me think about it."

Christopher did not force her. He would make sure to keep her safe if necessary.

When she got home that evening, everyone was sitting on the sofa, happy and harmonious.

"Mommy, you're back. Look at the hairpin Aunt Selena got me," Adrienne said as she shook her head.

The diamond hairpin shone under the light. Everleigh squatted down, touched the hairpin, and said with a smile, "It suits you very well."

"Of course, Aunt Selena said she would buy me a matching necklace next time." Adrienne's eyes were full of expectations.

Everleigh smiled and looked at Selena. "If you buy this for her, she will only dress up."

"It's a good thing for girls to dress up. Besides, it's not expensive." Selena was very generous when it came to spending money on the two children. Abraham was sitting on the couch, talking to Alastair. The two of them picked up the teacup and drank their tea in sync.

Alastair had learned well.

After the family had dinner, Everleigh asked her father, "Dad, there's this news I saw today."

"What news?"

"Someone saw their old enemy, but was contemplating if they should kill the person or save the person and find the one working behind the scenes."

She spoke calmly, trying to cover up her trembling voice.

He furrowed his brows. "This is indeed a very tricky question."

"Yes, many people were stumped."

Abraham creased his brow and thought about it, "I'd save the person and find the one working behind the scenes."

She was stumped. She asked with a puzzled look, "Why? Because a clear conscience is a soft pillow?"

"Since we know that there is someone manipulating in the shadows, of course, we must find this person and end it entirely. However, if he dies, someone else might surface. Why not lead the snake out of the hole?" After listening to her father, she felt the same, but it wasn't as easy as she thought it would be.

"What's more, he may not be able to live a good life even if he's saved. If he had done a shameful deed, the law will punish him accordingly. Why not kill two birds with one stone?" He continued, and Everleigh was suddenly enlightened. "Dad, do you really think this is the best way?"

"What else? As if killing him will make me happy and let bygones be bygones."

She took a deep breath and couldn't refute it.

She understood everything he said, but it was easier said than done.

The next morning, she discussed the plan with Christopher.

"What made you come to your senses?"

"You don't need to know. Just tell me what I should do next." She didn't want blather.

He pursed his lips, took out a voice recorder, and put it in her pocket.

"Take it with you. Start recording when you're alone with him. It'll be of great help."

She looked at him and noticed that he had a few more prepared. She was a little speechless. "You already knew that I would agree?"

"You're someone who hates injustice like poison. It's only a matter of time before you come around, but I didn't expect it to be this soon. I thought it would take you a couple more days. Your consciousness is getting better." Everleigh smiled helplessly. "So this is how he thinks of me?" She thought.

However, having said that, she would not back down easily this time.

It was God who deliberately arranged for them to meet again, so she would accept her fate.

She came to the ward with some test equipment, but there was another woman besides Sanchez.

She dressed flirtatiously, exposing her midriff, and her makeup was so heavy that her natural appearance was concealed. The smell of her perfume also overpowered the smell of disinfectant in the ward. "Sanchez, the old man called you," the woman said.

"I'm already like this. Don't remind me of the old man. Get out," Sanchez shouted angrily. As soon as he finished shouting, he couldn't help but cough. Obviously, he was weak.

"Why are you shouting at me? It's the old man who said that." The woman swept her disdainful eyes over him and stepped out of the room.

Everleigh didn't say anything since she came in. She just watched Sanchez's actions quietly.

His face turned pale and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. It was obvious that he had difficulty breathing. She slowly walked over and put the oxygen mask on him.

He felt much better after taking in some oxygen. He opened his eyes and looked at her, saying, "Are you here to save me, or to watch me die."

"Both."

Hearing her words, he felt more discouraged. "You are a doctor. It's your job to heal the wounded and rescue the dying."

He had asked around and found that this was the best hospital in Ocpeace City. Not only did the doctors here have excellent medical skills, but they had also treated many patients. That was why he decided to come here. However, he had never expected to meet someone whom he had tried to harm.

Everleigh looked up slowly, and the look of mockery showed in her eyes. She said in a colder voice, "Do you think I will show any medical ethics in front of an enemy, Sanchez? I'm only human. What you did to me is something that I will never forget for the rest of my life."

He froze the moment he met her gaze.

She was right. He would've chosen to kill too instead of talking to her peacefully.

For her to reach this stage was already a feat.

"Then what are you doing here?"

"To check on your condition. I'm a doctor still and I have to report to the Dean."

"You... Get out." His face turned dark with anger.

If she stayed any longer, he was afraid that he would die of anger.

"Then focus on healing. The nurse will give you an infusion later." Everleigh left the ward without looking back.

Sanchez was so angry that he almost lost his breath.

When she came out, Christopher followed her and asked, "How was it?"

"He must be furious. Alas... I think we should ask Selena to do it next time. It sure is tiring to act," Everleigh said sympathetically.

She must take the initiative to negotiate with him.

Christopher naturally put his hand on her shoulder. "You should be content with it. You just started acting for a few days. Your sister makes a living off of this. Can you compare?"

She did not speak but wondered if Sanchez would take the bait.

"You're overthinking again. He will definitely take the bait."

She raised her eyebrows, "How are you so sure of it?"

He smiled and looked at her with proud eyes. "A person who has been tortured by disease for a long time will surely think about making himself comfortable. Moreover, Sanchez has earned a lot of money over the years and he hasn't had the chance to spend it all. He wouldn't want to die so soon."

She was still doubtful. "He would be in trouble if he revealed anything, so would he still talk?"

"He will. His fate would be the same no matter if he reveals anything or not. Although you've been in this position for so long and have seen countless people, you still don't know much about human nature, Everleigh." Christopher's eyes were as cold as a knife, but the sadness in them was as if he had gone through some bad experiences.