Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me
Irreversible
When Vinson saw the expression on Jared’s face, he felt a weight had lifted from his chest.
Everything was truly a coincidence. Earlier in the day, he had gone to transfer several properties under
her name, and that was why he had their marriage certificates with him.
He never thought it would come to use at the hospital.
“All right.” Vinson patted Jared’s shoulder. “It’s irreversible, so don’t dwell on it. There’s no need for you
to visit Arielle either. I’ll watch over my wife myself.”
Jared nodded stiffly before leaving, and his eyes were still clouded over in a haze of shock.
Meanwhile, in the ward, Arielle had no idea what had transpired outside. She only heard Jared’s voice.
When Vinson re-entered the room, she said, “I think I heard Jared’s voice earlier. Is he not coming in?”
Vinson nodded. “He suddenly recalled having other things to do, so he took his leave first.”
Arielle hummed quietly in response. After a beat, she muttered, “He shouldn’t keep staying in the
hospital. Harvey’s mostly fine now, and the nurses will take care of him in the ICU. Instead of staying in
the hospital, he should take the opportunity to learn.
At that, Vinson raised a brow. “I wonder why he suddenly dropped the idea of joining the army and said
that he wanted to study instead.”
“He’s thinking of getting into Maxwell University,” Arielle started as she looked toward the doorway.
“Honestly, he’s talented and smart. If he were to put in more effort, I’m sure he won’t have any troubles
enrolling into Maxwell University.”
As Vinson adjusted the blanket on Arielle, he pointed out, “This isn’t the time for you to worry about
anyone else. First and foremost, you should be worrying about yourself. Be good and close your eyes to
rest. You’ll be fine by tomorrow.”
Indeed, Arielle was exhausted. Without saying anything else, she closed her eyes. In minutes, she fell
asleep.
Vinson gently tucked her exposed arm under the blanket. Then, he took out his phone and began going
through his emails while making sure that the bag of fluid was not running out any time soon.
Soon, night arrived.
Queenie, who had been tossed out of the hospital, woke.
What’s going on? Wasn’t I shot dead? Why am I still alive?
Queenie hurriedly lifted her arm to touch her forehead, and she realized that there was no wound there
at all; there was only a small swollen bump.
Immediately, Queenie came to the realization that she had been tricked by Harrison.
“D*mn it!” she cursed as she climbed to her feet. After dusting her clothes, she turned on her phone.
Right as the screen lit up, her phone rang.
It was a call from Cornelius Mill.
When she saw the caller ID, she smacked her thigh in frustration.
D*mn it! I have forgotten all about the family meal!
If I had known early on that taking on Harvey’s surgery would not only not bring any benefits to me, but
even make Harrison and Carter chase me out of the hospital, then I would’ve gone home for the family
meal instead.
Gritting her teeth, Queenie came to a decision.
No matter what, she was going to become the head of the Mill family.
Once she was the head of the family, she would not need to care about Rocher Private Hospital or
General Hospital anymore.
She was going to lead the Mills to glorious days and make Vinson and Carter regret ever treating her like
they did earlier in the day.
Queenie then promptly answered the call. “Hey, Cor.”
As usual, Cornelius’ voice was gentle.
“Were you in a surgery earlier?”
Queenie hummed in affirmation before saying, “It just ended, so I didn’t pick up the call until now. I’m
sorry. Cor, could you apologize to Dad on my behalf? I didn’t mean to be late.”
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