CHAPTER 43: CHAPTER 43: LILY WINDSOR IS FAKING ILLNESS—YOU WERE FOOLED BY HER AND HER DAUGHTER

Her arm was bruised and purple from the bodyguards’ merciless grip, not to mention the rope had left bloody marks.

Evan Grant felt a sharp pain in his heart, and when he turned his gaze to the bodyguards, they were filled with killing intent.

"Which hand did it?"

The bodyguards immediately dropped to their knees in fear.

"They are just a reflection of you. Isn’t the way I’m treated dependent on your attitude?" Juliana Jacobs said lightly.

Evan Grant suppressed his almost bursting emotions and ordered coldly, "Disrespecting my wife is disrespecting me. You can leave and receive your punishment."

The bodyguards left with their scalps tingling.

Actually, Mrs. Grant wasn’t wrong. The orders they received were to protect Miss Grant as if she was their own eyes, which was a privilege even Mrs. Grant didn’t get. So, being biased towards Miss Grant, where’s the harm in that?

Juliana was exhausted and didn’t want to waste energy arguing with him.

"Evan Grant, for the sake of the four years I’ve taken care of you without error, would you please just let me go and give me a way out?"

"Juliana," Evan cautiously embraced her, "I’m your husband, but I carry the burden of the Grant Family on my shoulders. I admit I’ve not paid enough attention to you lately, but as my woman, you should understand me and trust me..."

Juliana pushed him away, interrupting him, "Do you trust me?"

Evan was stunned.

Juliana said, "Lily Windsor is pretending to be sick. You were played by her and her mother, but I have no evidence. Would you unconditionally believe me?"

Evan was silent for a few seconds and sighed, "If you’re angry at me, don’t implicate the innocent."

It turns out that the feeling of ultimate disappointment is such that even emotions are too lazy to fluctuate.

Juliana got up, her brows and eyes cold.

"So, this shattered marriage of ours, are you unable to see it, or unwilling to face it?"

Evan’s world fell into a bleak, deathly silence at that moment.

Juliana didn’t care about his reaction and rushed upstairs, slamming the door shut with a "bang."

That night, Evan didn’t come to the bedroom to find her again.

But the next morning, Juliana was awakened by a call from Chase Miller.

She sensed something major and rubbed her eyes to wake herself up before answering.

"Miss Jacobs, did you explain yesterday’s matter to President Grant?"

Was it necessary to call so urgently early in the morning just to ask this?

"He didn’t ask," Juliana replied.

Chase paused on the other end, "President Grant just called me. He asked about two things: first, why we were at the mall last night, and I told him the truth; second, about Lily Windsor’s illness."

Did last night’s words have an effect? Did Evan Grant finally start to suspect?

"What did you say?"

Chase was silent for a while before saying, "I... I only said that my conclusions were based on the examination results. Then President Grant said he wanted to re-test Lily Windsor’s tumor samples, and it wouldn’t be tested at our hospital, but sent to a professional testing agency for examination."

If it could be proved that Lily Windsor was faking her illness and deceiving everyone, George Grant would no longer support her.

Stripping away her lifetime of wealth and fortune was not just talk; Juliana was indeed taking action.

Now that things were turning around, she got out of bed.

"When will the re-examination be?"

"Today, at ten o’clock, the nurse will go to the ward to re-collect biological samples from Lily Windsor and then send them for testing."

After ending the call with Chase, Juliana made a call to Summer Shaw.

Mercy Hospital, ward.

George Grant wore a stern face.

"Are you saying that your aunt’s ovarian cancer is fake and her platelet problem is fake too? Evan, you’re becoming more and more superstitious of Juliana."

No expression could be seen on Evan Grant’s face, "It has nothing to do with her. Re-examining is also responsible for Aunt’s health."

George could not accept his excuse.

"Your aunt did not deliberately delay the surgery; it was due to her weakened immune function causing bone marrow production issues. You can’t suspect she’s faking her illness over this. I’ll get Dr. Miller to explain it to you."

"I’ve asked Dr. Miller. His treatment plan was based on examination conclusions, so I suggested Aunt have another test. If it turns out to be a misdiagnosis, the current medication might be harmful to her health."

Lily Windsor anxiously glanced at her daughter due to his words.

Stella Grant remained calm, as if everything was being decided by her father and brother.

George, seeing Evan’s insistence, slammed his hand on the table.

"Performing an ovarian biopsy is too damaging to Lily’s body. I only agree to a blood test. If blood tests prove her platelet issue prevents her from undergoing surgery, then you have no reason to suspect your aunt of faking her illness."

Evan was silent for two seconds, "Alright."

George: "But if it proves Lily didn’t fake her illness, then..."

He deliberately paused.

"Then I want Juliana’s bone marrow to treat Lily."

A cold gleam appeared in Evan’s eyes, "Is this Dr. Miller’s treatment suggestion?"

George spoke through gritted teeth, "You won’t tear down my dignity for a woman, right?"

Evan walked to the window and calmly gazed into the distance.

Stella’s gaze fell on his silhouette, a dark glint flickering in her eyes.

After a moment, the man turned around and said, "Alright."

At ten, the nurse came to the ward to draw blood.

Chase was also present, keeping his head down throughout, not daring to look at anyone.

They collected three tubes in total.

One for testing, two as backups, labeled as 7016wA/B/C.

Subsequently, these three blood samples were placed in a thermostatic box, locked with a combination lock, and handed over to the staff from the testing center who came to collect them.

Juliana sat in her new car, staring intently at the small white car ahead with "Regal Inspection" written on it.

Summer Shaw was doing this kind of thing for the first time and was a bit nervous.

"Are you sure Stella Grant will find a way to switch the samples?"

Juliana remained silent.

Summer took a deep breath, "I never thought Evan Grant would agree to re-test Lily Windsor’s illness; it seems he believes you."

"He doesn’t believe me," Juliana was very clear, "He had his doubts all along, fortunately using my concerns to re-test Lily Windsor one more time."

"That bastard..." Summer fumed.

"Summer," Juliana turned to look at her, "You should get out of the car now."

Summer grabbed the rooftop handle, "No way, it’s your first time doing this, and I’m worried. I need to ensure your safety."

Juliana almost burst out laughing, "You insisted on coming along; just take care of yourself."

Unconvinced, Summer pondered, "What if Stella Grant finds out earlier about the re-examination for her mom and comes up with a foolproof plan to switch the samples?"

Juliana was stumped by her question.

Summer waved her hand, "Since President Grant made the decision this morning, there’s no way she found out much earlier than you did."

At this moment, the staff escorting the thermostatic box came down from the building, accompanied by Ethan Carter.

"Assistant Carter, rest assured, the results will be out by tomorrow afternoon at the latest."

Ethan nodded, "Alright, be careful on the road, and don’t betray President Grant’s trust."

Both men nodded in acknowledgment.

The vehicle drove out of the hospital.

Juliana closely followed.

The direction was towards the testing center, but it stopped halfway in front of a restaurant.

The two staff members got out of the car and went into the restaurant, but didn’t lock the doors.

"They’re waiting for someone to switch the blood samples in the car," Juliana remarked.

"Should I take a photo?" Summer asked, pulling out her phone.

Juliana shook her head, "A photo doesn’t prove anything. You stay in the car."

With that, she got out and stood by the "Regal Inspection" car, staying there until the other two finished their meal and came out.

The two staff members saw her and were very surprised.

"Miss, is there something we can help you with?" one of them asked.

Juliana responded nonchalantly, "I saw your car wasn’t locked, so I kept an eye on it for you."

The two instantly understood that swapping the samples was not an option and thanked her, before continuing on to the inspection center.

Upon reaching the inspection center, Juliana trailed behind them upstairs.

The two realized something was amiss.