Chapter 146 He Panicked
Lillian froze as she thought, ‘What is he doing?’
With Jackson's arrogance, repeatedly trying to stop and entangle her was very unlike his usual style.
"Jackson, let go." Lillian subconsciously looked around. 'There are so many people coming and going in this hospital. What exactly does he want to do?’
But Jackson acted as if no one else was around. He lowered his head and pressed his chin heavily on Lillian's shoulder. "Compared to working hard to raise money to leave me, staying by my side would make you happier, wouldn't it? Lillian, is it so difficult to admit that you can't leave me?"
Jackson's embrace was warm and broad, which Lillian yearned for. His voice was enchanting, his tone gentle and coaxing, causing Lillian's breathing to quicken.
Jackson sensed her emotions, and the corners of his thin lips gradually curved into a comforting smile.
However, the next moment, Lillian reached out, grasped Jackson's arm wrapped around her waist, and firmly pulled away.
She turned around and smiled. "No, I want to go see the outside world. I will try to gather the five million dollars as soon as possible, hoping you will fulfill the agreement and let me go."
After speaking, she turned and walked away without looking back. ‘Am I unable to leave him? Maybe yes. Jackson is like a drug to me, but I'm already trying to quit. I'll succeed.’
Jackson believed she couldn't leave him because he was convinced she couldn't gather the five million dollars, couldn't survive, and could only depend on him.
Behind her, Jackson's figure froze. He watched as her figure gradually became smaller and disappeared, his brow furrowing deeply.
Even though Lillian had been causing trouble during this period, Jackson always felt like she was still within his reach and would listen to him. But now, for the first time, he felt a serious loss of control.
This feeling was terrible!
Wendy came out of Golden Oaks Manor and didn't drive far before she saw Mary waiting by the roadside.
The car stopped, and Mary quickly got in.
Wendy handed her a card, which Mary put in her pocket with a smile.
"Wendy, you're always so filial." Mary was dirty and wet, shivering from the cold, and reached for Wendy's cashmere shawl. "It's so cold. That stubborn Lillian! I should have disciplined her more when she was young, so she wouldn't be so disobedient now!"
Wendy's eyes showed disdain as she tossed the cashmere shawl to her. "Lillian is really out of line. How could she be so ruthless to you? Rest assured. You had raised me until I was six. As long as you listen to me, I won't neglect you."
"I naturally trust you, but, haven't you the money for this month been transferred yet? We agreed years ago that there would be money every month," said Mary.
When Wendy was six years old, she promised to give Mary 3,000 dollars from her allowance every month, and Mary agreed to help her with that favor.
After Wendy came of age, Mary was no longer satisfied. Leveraging her hold over Wendy's past, she raised the amount from 3000 dollars to 8000 dollars per month.
Although Wendy didn't lack this 8,000 dollars, over the years, it still added up to a significant sum.
These days, she was stressed out by online matters, spending a lot of money to remove negative news, and her finances were tight, so she didn't transfer the money on time.
Mary took her card and mentioned this money, and even Wendy couldn't help but frown.
Mary said unhappily, "Wendy, you are a rich young lady and are about to marry into the Frane family. You can't mistreat me! I have no other skills to make money, and Max is still at the hospital. Lillian isn't my daughter, so I'm counting on you."
A glint of sharpness flashed in Wendy's eyes. "Shut up! What nonsense are you talking about? Even if you didn't raise Lillian yourself until she was six, she is still your daughter!"
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