CHAPTER 4: CHAPTER 4: HOSPITALIZED WITH SEVERE ILLNESS

So she replied, "No need to worry about me. I’ll only do better after leaving Stellar."

Seth Shaw was going crazy with frustration.

What do you mean you’ll do better? I’m just scared you’ll do too well!

At first, when he started dating Paige Sterling, he wanted to leverage her fame to achieve success, but Leon Lowell wouldn’t allow it, and neither would Stellar.

Later, when he became successful, he was afraid the relationship would be exposed and affect his future, scared that people would say he rose to fame riding on Paige Sterling’s coattails.

So the first thing he did after making it big was to desperately suppress Paige Sterling, making Stellar realize that she no longer had any commercial value.

Only when Paige Sterling completely fell could it prove that his success today was his own doing!

But now that Paige Sterling has canceled her contract with Stellar, if she signs with another company, can he still keep her down?

He continued sending sweet talk to Paige Sterling on WeChat, but his messages were returned with a red exclamation mark.

"Message sent, but rejected by the recipient."

Seth Shaw?!

Paige Sterling didn’t even give Seth Shaw time to react and immediately posted on Weibo, uploading the most intimate photos of the two from her album.

"You said that one day if either of us leaves the circle, we’ll announce our relationship. I’ve left the circle now, and our love will be revealed from this moment."

The words made Paige Sterling herself feel nauseous.

Then she anonymously posted, revealing her Weibo alternate account.

The alternate Weibo account showed a history of her time with Seth Shaw, witnessing how foolish a woman in love can be.

Paige Sterling didn’t even want to admit she had such a silly sweet moment.

Though the photos shared were quite subtle, every fan is a Sherlock Holmes; they can always sniff out the truth behind the subtle hints.

Within hours of posting, Paige Sterling caused an online frenzy.

In less than an hour, the top spots on the trending topics were dominated by Paige Sterling.

#PaigeSterlingSethShawLoveAffair#

#PaigeSterlingAltAccount#

#PaigeSterlingQuitsForSethShaw#

...

Paige Sterling didn’t bother to care about the commotion her post caused online; she prepared to sleep but found her bedroom in a mess.

She never focuses on household chores, so at times like these, having an all-around robot is essential.

In the 2000s’ interstellar world, she was a renowned scientific expert with knowledge far surpassing this era, along with plenty of practical experience.

Though many high-tech productions lack raw materials in this era, creating a low-tech robot for chores isn’t difficult.

Paige Sterling picked up a phone intending to buy raw materials online, but realized it wasn’t hers.

It seemed to belong to that paparazzo.

With a few attempts, Paige Sterling unlocked the password, opened the album, and saw the screen filled with her photos.

Not candid shots, but ones downloaded from the internet.

There were also many small videos of her.

Paige Sterling raised an eyebrow, sitting cross-legged on the carpet, and opened Weibo with interest.

The person’s Weibo was empty, not a single post.

But there were responses to others’ posts; Paige Sterling read one by one, growing more shocked.

These replies were all engaged in arguments with her haters. Whenever someone criticized her, this account was everywhere, using legal jargon to retaliate against trolls—a clear sign of a loyal fan with class.

So was this person seemingly her fan?

Did she mistarget?

Recollecting the scene when she bit someone, the person lay silent, eventually surrendering their phone to her, Paige Sterling chuckled.

...

The rumor of Paige Sterling quitting for Seth Shaw was widely discussed; Julian Hawthorne heard two young nurses discussing it while at the hospital.

Nearby, secretary Shaun Jones noticed Julian Hawthorne’s increasingly grim expression, bewildered.

A female celebrity quits for her boyfriend, but who knows why he’s upset.

Next morning.

Paige Sterling was awakened by the phone ringing loudly; she fumbled to find it and silenced the ringtone.

The ringtone quickly sounded again, relentlessly persistent.

Paige Sterling, annoyed from waking up, sat up in bed to find the phone that kept ringing was the one she had snatched.

She suddenly became alert, staring at the phone screen.

She had a feeling the call was from that man.

Should she answer or not?

After letting the phone ring for a full five minutes, Paige Sterling answered the call.

Before she could speak, a cold, mechanical male voice came from the other end.

"Miss Sterling, I’m currently at Morien Private Hospital; I hope you can come over."

The call then ended.

Paige Sterling felt that morally, she should visit this poor victim.

Moreover, she should return the phone.

She left home at nine and arrived at Morien Hospital by nine-thirty.

Wearing a mask and sunglasses, she appeared at the hospital entrance, where a nurse ran up.

"Are you Miss Sterling?"

Paige Sterling thought she had been recognized but then heard the nurse say, "Mr. Hawthorne asked me to wait for you here; please follow me, Miss Sterling."

Paige Sterling responded with a deep "Hmm."

The nurse suddenly blushed, mentally screaming.

Oh my gosh, she blushed just because of a monosyllabic word from a woman! How embarrassing!

Blushing all the way, the nurse led Paige Sterling to the ward, reluctantly letting her go after several glances, then closed the door.

Julian Hawthorne was sitting on the bed, leaning on a pillow, with his face wrapped in striking bandages.

He noted the nurse’s gaze and frowned.

In the dimly lit underground parking lot, Paige Sterling glanced at Julian Hawthorne, thinking he should look handsome.

But upon closer look, it wasn’t just handsome—it was excessively so.

This face could definitely be a plastic surgery model.

Hold on!

She remembered she didn’t even make Julian Hawthorne bleed, yet his bandaged face seemed as if he had suffered significant injury.

Julian Hawthorne observed Paige Sterling’s arrival and, without small talk, directly reached for a file from the bedside table and handed it to Paige Sterling.

"What is this?" Paige Sterling asked, puzzled.

Julian Hawthorne’s voice was low, his tone indifferent, like formal business.

"These are materials for an injury report. Miss Sterling’s bite caused soft tissue bruising on my face, risking facial disfigurement, and..."

"And what?"

The man hesitated, his voice tinged with gritted frustration. "And chronic contact impairment."

Paige Sterling frowned slightly. What kind of bizarre condition was this?

Were her saliva germs?

"Mister! I recall I didn’t touch any other places, just a bite!"

The man gave her a meaningful look, "You know best whether you touched or not."

Paige Sterling, "..."

She didn’t really remember if she accidentally touched somewhere she shouldn’t have at that moment.