CHAPTER 225: CHAPTER 225: SERENA STERLING’S MEDICAL RECORDS FROM THE ARCHIVES DEPARTMENT

Hate.

Hate surged, and in Julian Lawson’s eyes was a cold intent to kill.

Vera Hansen was momentarily rattled. She didn’t know how Julian Lawson discovered she was faking depression, and as for her stomach cancer...

Vera didn’t dare to look at Julian Lawson, fearing eye contact would reveal more to him.

"Speak!" Julian Lawson’s furious roar came to her ears, icy, tainted with a hint of murderous intent.

Vera’s heart skipped a beat.

She hadn’t prepared for this, so she could only cry, "I didn’t."

She pulled out the needle, hysterically crying "carelessly."

"I didn’t." She screamed, deliberately acting erratic, "I don’t know who’s trying to harm me, Brother Julian, someone wants to hurt me!"

"Who? Serena Sterling, Jude Chaucer? Or who else?"

Then she started screaming.

It seemed quite convincing.

But Julian Lawson just watched her coldly.

"Brother Julian, if you don’t believe me, then let me die..."

She rolled on the hospital bed, trying to bang her head against the wall.

But Julian Lawson remained unmoved, watching her coldly.

Vera was in a bind, what should she do? Really crash into the wall?

She hesitated.

"Go ahead." Julian Lawson sneered, "Aren’t you going to crash into the wall and die?"

"Why not act?" Julian Lawson’s voice dripped with sarcasm.

Just as Vera hardened her heart, thinking she’d lightly bump her head and feign fainting, the door knocked.

"Knock knock!"

Vera breathed a sigh of relief, wiping her tears to look at the door.

It was the attending physician from before.

She felt saved and immediately said, "Doctor, please help me, I..."

The doctor’s expression changed instantly.

"Vera, I can’t collude with you anymore!"

Julian Lawson watched Vera’s suddenly frozen expression with a cold smile.

"You!" Vera pointed at the doctor, her eyes nearly popping out, unable to speak for a long time.

"Admit it." The doctor glanced at Julian Lawson, speaking hesitantly, "President Lawson found out some time ago. I’m just an ordinary person, I can’t mess around."

"Vera, whatever’s between you two, talk it out. It has nothing to do with me."

The doctor hurried to distance himself.

Vera was nearly beside herself with anger.

She glanced at Julian Lawson.

Julian still sneered, his dark eyes like invisible blades.

"Who bribed you!" Vera turned to the doctor, pointing and rebuking him.

But the doctor was prepared, pulling a voice recorder from his pocket.

He played back the recording of their conspiracy discussion.

After playing it, the doctor shoved the recorder into Julian Lawson’s hand.

"This is the original, I’ve given everything to you, I’m leaving, it’s got nothing to do with me."

With that he slipped away, closing the door with a "bang."

Julian Lawson held the recorder, pressing play again, and Vera’s voice came out—

"At that time, just diagnose me with depression, say I can’t stand any stimulation, especially from Serena, and need Julian Lawson’s careful care and company..."

Vera’s face really turned pale this time.

No longer the fake whiteness from makeup.

Julian Lawson stopped the recording, holding up the recorder.

"What else is there to say?" Julian Lawson mocked, "Want to say it was synthesized?"

Vera opened her mouth to speak but couldn’t say anything.

"Smarter this time, didn’t think to continue lying." Julian Lawson said coldly, "This is the original, it can be used for voiceprint identification."

"Vera, what else do you have to say!" Julian Lawson said coldly.

Vera looked at Julian Lawson, she knew she couldn’t fake it anymore.

So, she simply stopped faking.

"That’s right, I was pretending." she said, "I don’t have depression at all."

In the next instant, Julian Lawson’s large hand gripped her shoulder, pinning her hard against the wall.

His eyes were bloodshot, teeth clenched.

"Why did you do it!" His voice was squeezed out from between his teeth.

Wasn’t she always kind?

Didn’t she say she only had six months left, that all she wanted was to be with him?

He’d even divorced Serena Sterling for her, he was now by her side, why did she still lie, still target Serena!

But Vera laughed.

"Why?" Vera laughed, "Why else? Because if I didn’t do this, Brother Julian, would you revolve around me?"

"Even knowing I’m dying, you’re still lukewarm towards me."

"I had to add something more, make you realize I’m a patient, make you remember our agreement!"

Vera spoke with rising emotion, confronting Julian Lawson directly, she said, "Remember? Brother Julian, you promised me, in these last six months, you’d stay by my side, you’d love me."

"I’ve already divorced her!" Julian Lawson shouted in anger.

"But you still refuse to marry me!" Vera screamed, "You won’t even touch me!"

Her fury made her chest heave.

"You’ve always had Jude Chaucer ask how I got into The Hillside Villa, fine, I’ll tell you."

Vera glared at Julian Lawson.

She enunciated each word: "Simply, by trying the password."

"I tried everything related to you, related to her, related to you both."

"The day The Lawson Corporation officially transitioned."

"Your wedding anniversary."

"Serena’s birthday."

"And the date I heard from another source, something happened when you went to Frelia back then."

In Vera’s eyes was hatred, hatred for Serena.

"The final one, the front door was her birthday, the small bathroom your wedding anniversary."

"Ha..." she laughed coldly, "This is how you claimed you’d love me?!"

"Vera!" Julian Lawson roared.

"I did it on purpose." Vera straightened up, looking at Julian Lawson, "I purposely went there to livestream, to embarrass her, to let everyone know I, Vera Hansen, have replaced her as Mrs. Lawson, while she is but a castaway!"

Julian Lawson gripped Vera’s shoulder so hard, he could have strangled her!

So everything she said before was an act!

She was precisely targeting Serena, harming Serena!

Castaway?

He would not allow Vera to call her that!

As Vera spoke, suddenly, she pouted, her eyes turned red, and she started "crying" again.

"Brother Julian, I actually knew I shouldn’t have done it, but I couldn’t control myself."

She started acting weak again.

"I was jealous she could earn your favor, and despite how much I gave, I couldn’t get your love."

"I know I was wrong..." she cried, "I won’t be jealous of her anymore, Brother Julian, please don’t leave me."

She was deliberate, deliberately projecting emotion, stating some indisputable facts, then twisting them with another explanation.

The point was she lost her mind because she loved him, and she promised to change.

Julian Lawson looked at Vera, smiling painfully.

He had hurt Serena Sterling repeatedly for someone like this.

He now hated himself more, hated himself for ever wanting to believe Vera was truly kind, truly weak.

His eyes turned red.

"I don’t hit women." Julian Lawson said, releasing Vera’s shoulder.

"But since you love pretending to be depressed, then..." Julian’s eyes were icy, "experience the world of depression well."

Before Vera understood, Julian had already turned his gaze and left.

As he reached the door, Secretary Chaucer immediately approached.

Julian Lawson instructed Secretary Chaucer on a few things.

Secretary Chaucer nodded and said, "I’ll arrange it, Miss Hansen will definitely get to experience it properly."

"And..." Secretary Chaucer hesitated but handed a document to Julian Lawson, "President Lawson, I found this in the archives just now."

"Miss Sheridan’s file."