Chapter 137 Chloe's True Color Revealed
Francis' eyes darkened. "Mind your own business, and don't give advice where it's not needed."
Molly seemed to grasp the truth and blurted out, "Mr. Getty, you don't think Harper will forgive you, do you?"
Looking at Francis' expression, Molly knew she was right.
The novels she read hadn’t deceived her.
Those good-looking and wealthy bosses like Francis were extremely confident when it came to relationships.
Of course, Molly would seize this opportunity to mock Francis and avenge Harper.
"Mr. Getty, rest assured. I won't speak out of turn, but..."
She paused for a second and then tried to hit him where it hurt. "Once Harper makes a decision, she's much more resolute than you can imagine."
Francis clutched his fist, stood still for a few seconds, and then returned to the ward.
Chloe, upon seeing Francis, anxiously asked, "Francis, did you get the recorder?"
Seeing Francis chase after her, she naturally thought he was going to help her get the recorder.
Regardless of what others said, Francis still couldn't bear to see her suffer.
Last time, he didn't pursue the incident with the swapped appraisal report.
This time, with her being beaten up by Harper like this and suffering such a loss, he definitely wouldn't pursue it further.
But the matter of her becoming Francis's wife would have to be put on hold and reconsidered.
It was all that wretched Molly’s fault to set her up like this.
Once she became Francis' wife, she would bankrupt the Koch family immediately and make Molly kneel before her like a slave.
Chloe's fantasies were too beautiful, to the point that she didn't even notice Francis approaching her.
"Chloe."
A deep voice sounded in front of her, and Chloe looked up to see Francis.
The bright light shone directly on his head and accentuated his sharply defined features in the exquisitely carved halo.
In an instant, Chloe's heart raced like a drumbeat and pounded incessantly.
His face, no matter how many times she saw it, always had the same effect to make it hard not to be moved.
Chloe asked softly, "Francis, what's wrong?"
Francis' brows furrowed, and his voice went cold. "You don't need to go to Aurora for surgery."
Chloe was overjoyed and felt like fate was favoring her.
"Really? Francis, you're not lying to me, are you?"
"I'm not lying to you," Francis said.
Happiness came too soon, and she felt like she was one step closer to becoming Francis' wife.
She reached out to hug Francis, but he stepped back.
Chloe missed, and the momentum caused her to fall from the wheelchair to the ground.
"Ah," she cried out in pain, and her tears swirled in her eyes.
Chloe lay on the ground with tears welling up in her eyes. She pitifully cooed, "Francis, it hurts so much."
"You can't get up?" Francis asked from above.
Francis' husky voice made Chloe entranced and almost kneel at his feet.
His long legs, outlined by stiff trousers, exuded a strong masculine scent and made Chloe's body heat up.
Her voice became more seductive and was tinged with a hint of temptation.
"It hurt. Help me."
Just as Chloe envisioned Francis carrying her to bed for intimacy, his words came out as cold as ice.
"Then don't."
Chloe looked at him in disbelief. "Francis, what did you say?"
Francis' lips curved into a cold arc. "Chloe, I've given you many chances."
Chloe was stunned and felt that something was amiss.
She quickly reached out to grab his legs as her tears were streaming down her face. "Francis."
However, she realized it was too late.
Before her hands could touch the edge of his pants, she saw him lift his shiny shoes and ruthlessly stomp down.
His hard sole pressed down on her entire palms, which made Chloe feel like her fingers were being crushed. The pain caused her face to pale. She cried out in fear.
"Francis, what's wrong? It's me, Chloe."
Unfortunately, calling out his name couldn't evoke an ounce of mercy from him.
The protection he had given her had been squandered.
Her fingernails were brutally crushed, and the brittle sound was extremely terrifying.
Francis' face was frosty, and his eyes looked like a demon’s. "I said, Harper is the bottom line, but you keep challenging my bottom line."
The excruciating pain of her fingers connected to her heart made Chloe cry out, and her voice was full of despair. "Francis, it's not like that. Don't believe her. I really didn't say any of that."
Her trembling words were not convincing at all.
Francis squatted down and harshly used his slender, beautiful fingers to turn her face to him. His voice was as cold as a stranger's.
"Do you think I would believe Molly?"
With one sentence, Chloe's hope reignited. Her tears were falling continuously as she pitifully pleaded and said, "Francis, if you don't believe her, why are you treating me like this? I really didn't say those things, and it's your child. How could I call it a bastard."
Suddenly, Chloe's voice stopped abruptly.
She saw Francis playing a video on his phone.
"You and the little bastard in you. It's good that the little bastard died."
Her malicious words, accompanied by a grim expression, were all recorded by the surveillance.
Francis had arranged a camera for Harper's safety, and only he could view it. Just after Molly left, he played back the surveillance footage, but he couldn't bear to watch more than a short segment.
This was the girl he had cherished for so many years. He didn’t expect her to be so malicious.
An extreme fear surged from Chloe's heart to her head in an instant, and Chloe felt like she was falling into an ice cellar and trembling uncontrollably.
"Chloe."
Francis' voice was chilling to the bone. "Do you think you're clever?"
"It's not like that, Francis. It's all fake."
Chloe stuttered to explain, and her face went paler than the cloud.
She gazed up at Francis' handsome and noble face, which should have been familiar but now felt incredibly strange and even frightening.
"Fake?"
Francis' slightly upturned lips seemed to indicate a smile, but the hand gripping her jaw was absolutely crushing her.
"Are you saying your illness is fake or that your kidnapping was also fake?"
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