Chapter 91 Molly Didn't Leave the Country
The atmosphere in the hospital room suddenly dropped.
Jasper's eyes darkened as he fixed his gaze on Adeline, who was still standing by the door.
Sensing that the following conversation wasn't meant for his ears, Ryan discreetly made his exit, not forgetting to shut the door behind him.
The closing of the door left Adeline and Jasper alone in the confined space, with only the sound of the Denver news reports quietly playing on the TV.
The two of them locked eyes for a prolonged moment.
Finally, Jasper leaned against the head of his hospital bed, his gaze icy, "Coming to the hospital early in the morning and deliberately bringing up last night's events – are you disappointed that things didn't go as planned?"
She chuckled lightly, "First off, Mr. Foster, I didn't come to the hospital to see you. It was Ryan being presumptuous, dragging me here claiming it was to visit you."
"Secondly, Mr. Foster, I must say I was quite disappointed with last night's... abrupt ending. As a man, to leave things halfway, it certainly doesn't earn my respect."
"And lastly," she said, a hint of sarcasm curling at the edge of her lips as she looked at Jasper’s face, "if you wish to pick up where we left off last night, I'm game."
"After all, it wouldn't be the first time."
Jasper’s expression darkened.
Just then, the morning news wrapped up the day's traffic report.
The newscaster's smooth voice filled the hospital room.
"Recently, in an interview, Mr. Foster remarked that he will always be waiting for his ex-wife to return."
"He also expressed hope that his ex-wife, Adeline, would realize, upon seeing the Denver news, how earnestly he's awaiting her return..."
In such a setting, this piece of news struck an ironic chord.
Adeline’s lips twisted into a mocking smile.
This man had spent many years carefully crafting the persona of a devoted lover.
If she didn't know him so well, she might have actually fallen for it.
The same man who repeatedly yearned for the woman he was with now yet appeared so nostalgic for the past.
Disgusting.
With that thought, she coldly quipped, "No wonder you stopped short last night, Mr. Foster. Seems you’re still deeply, ardently in love with your ex."
The sarcasm in her words was unmistakable.
Jasper squinted, snatched the remote, and hurled it at the TV.
With a "bang," the newscast came to a halt.
"Get out."
His voice was as cold as winter snow.
Adeline let out a soft laugh, "Well, I wasn't here for you anyway, Mr. Foster, so thank you for your hospitality."
With that, she walked to the bedside, collected the fruits and gifts from the nightstand, and said, “Goodbye."
Jasper watched her, squinting as she confidently strode out with her haul, his gaze as icy as the depths of a blizzard.
...
When Adeline arrived at Helen's room, still carrying her things, the television was repeatedly airing news about Molly's studies in Australia.
While standing at the doorway, she watched Helen being spoon-fed porridge by a nurse with her eyes glued to the TV, causing a sour feeling to stir in her heart.
In the end, her mother's heart still held a place for Molly.
Even knowing what Molly had done to Lauren, she still worried for her...
"Are you here to visit someone?"
After an indeterminate amount of time, the voice of the nurse behind her snapped Adeline back to reality.
Hearing the nurse’s inquiry by the door, Helen in the hospital bed looked up.
"Miss Wilson?"
She furrowed her brow, hesitated for just a moment, but managed to muster up a smile, "Come in."
Adeline pursed her lips and let out a sigh before stepping inside.
She placed the fruits and supplements on the nightstand.
"Miss Wilson, I didn't think I'd see you here."
Helen gave an awkward smile toward Adeline. "I've been told about what happened at the birthday party that night."
Her gaze settled intently on Adeline's face, "Truth be told, I should be thanking you."
"My eldest daughter has been quite irresponsible. She never comes home."
"But I'm grateful for how you’ve taken care of Lauren."
Adeline responded with a polite smile, "I was Miss Lauren's staff; it was all part of my job."
Helen sighed and shooed the nurse out of the room under some pretense.
Once they were alone, Helen gestured for Adeline to close the door. "As a mother, I have my responsibilities too."
"I never imagined Molly could do such a thing to Lauren..."
"It seems I failed to raise her properly."
She looked up into Adeline's eyes, "But there must be some mistake about Molly’s involvement in framing Lauren."
Her words sent a chill down Adeline's spine.
If Helen knew about the incidents from the night of the birthday party, she should also be aware that the evidence Adeline had provided spoke volumes.
Yet Helen's stance made it clear; she didn’t believe that evidence.
She only believed in Molly.
Adeline couldn't help but cynically smile within.
She, too, was Helen's daughter, yet Helen wholeheartedly believed that Adeline had left Jasper because of another man.
"Miss Wilson."
Helen noted Adeline’s stern expression and thought she might have come off as impolite.
So, she tried to sound humbler , "Please don't get me wrong, I'm not saying I don't believe you."
"You want what’s best for Lauren, and it was no small feat to uncover what you did."
"But about this situation..."
Helen chose her words carefully, "I know my own daughters."
"If my elder daughter had done this to the younger one's child, I could understand."
"But my younger daughter; she's not capable of such a thing, so..."
Adeline's heart had thoroughly frozen over.
"If she had orchestrated something against Molly's child on purpose, I could have wrapped my head around that," Helen said.
Understanding what? That she believed Adeline was capable of such a thing and that Molly wasn't? The thought made her regret even coming today.
Six years.
Everything had changed.
The mother who used to love and trust her the most now seemed to belong solely to Molly.
"Mrs. Collins," Adeline began, taking a deep breath and lifting her gaze to meet Helen's eyes, her voice deliberately devoid of emotion, "I get that it's tough for you to accept what your daughter did."
"After all, every daughter is her parents’ treasure."
"For me, Lauren is just like my own flesh and blood; she too is my treasure."
"Your treasure did something reprehensible to mine. What you should do is discipline her properly, not try to convince me that she's innocent."
"Moreover," Adeline looked Helen straight in the eye, her tone cold, "Miss Collins hasn't faced any punishment, has she?"
"She's still studying in Australia, pursuing a degree in film directorship."
"If she can err without consequence, why do you insist on this futile attempt to clear her name?"
Helen pressed her lips together, casting a deep glance at Adeline. After a moment, she began to speak shakily, "Molly didn't go abroad... she's still in Denver."
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