CHAPTER 297: CHAPTER 297: FORCING VERA HANSEN TO GET EXAMINED

The scissors were less than half a meter away from Serena’s chest, but Vera stopped.

Vera’s wrist was held, unable to move.

Everything seemed to freeze at this moment.

Not far away, Silas Hawthorne pursed his lips tightly and was coming over, while Julian Lawson, who was sitting in a wheelchair, had already stood up and was heading this way.

The crowd was noisy, and the bodyguards had turned back to come over.

At the very center of the crowd were only two people, Serena and Vera.

It was Serena.

She held Vera’s wrist, methodical, without a moment of tension.

As if she had anticipated all of this long ago, and had prepared before Vera made any move.

The midday sun shone on the sharp metal blades of the scissors, reflecting a piercing light.

The wind blew gently, slightly swaying the flowers on one side.

Both the audience online and offline breathed a sigh of relief, but the angry curses grew louder.

Silas and Julian also made their way through the crowd.

While Serena was still staring at Vera.

Vera struggled slightly, moving her hand.

But even though Serena wasn’t very strong, she could still stop Vera from moving the scissors.

There were angry curses and boos all around, and Vera was anxious inside.

A moment ago, in a rush of blood, she forgot there were people everywhere here, and the event was being streamed online.

"Let go!" Vera shouted.

Serena lowered her eyes slightly but did not let go.

Suddenly, Vera began to cry.

She cried, "Why are you stopping me?"

Serena raised an eyebrow slightly.

"I truly didn’t know about the medical record, from the beginning to the end, I only knew I had stomach cancer, and my days were numbered."

Vera cried, "Let me go, don’t stop me, I don’t want to go to the hospital, if you don’t believe me, I’ll die here to prove it with my life!"

Vera kept struggling, and with those words, it seemed as if she wanted to harm herself rather than Serena.

These words left the onlookers dumbfounded.

Now they couldn’t help but recall, what was Vera trying to do with the raised scissors, why did they just assume she was aiming at Serena.

After so long, Serena’s expression finally changed.

She smiled.

"You mean to say, you wanted the scissors to end your own life?" Serena asked for confirmation, "Is that right?"

"Yes!" Vera cried.

Serena laughed softly again.

"But I saw the blade pointing at me," Serena continued.

"You misunderstood." Vera lied without batting an eye, still pretentiously, still crying.

Serena lowered her eyes and smiled softly.

"I misunderstood, and everyone present misunderstood, did we?"

"So, this is your understanding of ’misunderstanding’."

Vera did not answer directly, but struggled hard.

"Let go of me!" Vera shouted.

Serena still did not let go, her dark eyes looking at Vera, waiting for her answer.

But Vera simply would not answer.

Silas reached Serena before Julian could.

"Serena," he said, standing by Serena’s side.

Serena glanced at him and nodded.

Then, she released Vera’s wrist.

"Alright, you can continue," Serena said, quietly watching Vera.

She said, "I won’t interfere."

Vera was stunned.

It seemed she couldn’t believe Serena would say something like that.

"Huh?" After a while, Vera uttered a syllable.

Serena just smiled and nodded.

As if encouraging her.

The wind blew gently, rustling the leaves on one side.

Her heart seemed to be stirred by the wind again, and those emotions towards Vera resurfaced.

Once she thought, maybe Vera went mad because she truly didn’t have much time left and joined her marriage regardless of everything.

But now knowing Vera was faking illness, what about those bloody injuries Vera inflicted on her before or the slanders in public opinion?

Emotions surged like a raging river as Serena looked at Vera.

Waiting for Vera’s next move.

Vera glanced around and continued to cry.

Vera looked at Serena with a cold hatred in her eyes.

She didn’t care.

Pretending to be crazy.

Vera screamed, pretending to be mad.

At least get through this now.

Then figure out a way later.

"Enough!" Julian finally arrived.

His legs weren’t fully healed, so every step was painful, his face pale.

The assistant pushed the wheelchair, chasing after him.

Jude Chaucer, who had been watching, came quickly to support Julian.

"President Lawson!"

Julian didn’t look at Jude but stared at Vera.

His shadowed eyes filled with resentment.

"Take her for a checkup," Julian said coldly.

"Brother Julian, you have to believe me!" Vera finally panicked, for if Julian knew the entire truth, she would be done for!

Her plan, her purpose, and the reasons she gave when harming Serena would all fall apart.

If Julian investigated, and found out about that incident back then...

Vera dared not think further.

She had not yet become Mrs. Lawson, the order is wrong!

No, she couldn’t go!

She screamed, "I am really sick!"

Julian waved his hand, signaling Jude to proceed.

He said, "I want a result."

His eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.

"Vera," he said each word with endless hatred, "if you dare lie to me..."

The second half of the sentence was left unspoken, sending a chill down Vera’s spine.

"I didn’t!" Vera struggled, "Brother Julian, did you forget what happened before? I..."

Vera wanted to say more, but someone already came to take her away.

"I will be watching the whole process," Jude said, signaling the assistant to stay with Julian while he personally followed Vera.

Vera’s struggling and cursing voice gradually faded away, but no one on the scene left.

Instead, they continued to watch, gossiping.

"Nora," Julian spoke.

His voice was full of caution.

But Serena didn’t pay him any mind, she simply faced the onlookers present.

"This farce should end now, everyone disperse," Serena said, then looked at Silas.

Silas nodded, holding Serena’s hand, and led her away from the crowd.

"Nora!" Julian’s voice called from behind.

But Serena did not look back.

She merely walked away with Silas.

"Aren’t you going to take what’s from the Sheridan Family?"

Serena’s steps halted.

She stood still and closed her eyes.

Emotions surged once more, and she hated this feeling of being coerced.

Julian shrugged off the crowd, limping to catch up.

His eyes were bloodshot.

At this moment, he could only resort to such despicable means to make her pause for a moment.

Silas angrily said, "Julian Lawson, if you’re still a man, you should return what rightfully belongs to Serena, not use these matters to threaten her!"

But Julian didn’t even look at Silas, he only stared at Serena’s back.

"Nora," he called her name.

His voice was choked with emotion.

"I know everything now," he said, tears in his eyes, "about the child."