Chapter 172

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped in the hospital parking lot. I quickly got out of the car, opened the passenger door, and reached out to help her out.

I wouldn’t do anything that caused more harm than good.

In fact, sometimes I felt like I was a hypocritical person with vengeful ideas.

But I didn't think of myself as despicable. A true villain was better than a false gentleman. The most fearful thing was a villain pretending to be benevolent. Those who were unable to meet the standards of a gentleman but still constrained themselves were truly painful.

Sometimes, hypocrisy was just a disguise. Like desire, vengeful intention is also a driving force.

Inside the hospital, I busied myself with registering, getting medicine, buying food, and then feeding Katherine spoon by spoon.

Yes, it was indeed feeding!

At first, Katherine was a bit uncomfortable, but with my persuasion, she got used to it.

She drank most of the bowl of oatmeal.

Just as I put down the bowl, a fifty-year-old man pushed the door open and walked in. "Katherine, I've come to see you."

He was her scumbag father. At the moment, his face was full of worry. If it weren't for the strong scent of his cologne, I would have thought he was a good father.

Katherine’s eyes turned cold, and she had a look of disdain on her face. "How did you know I was here?"

"Never mind how I knew, I..."

"Alright, you've seen me. You can leave now."

"I'm your father!"

Katherine sneered. "Does any father who brings other women to see his daughter?"

The old man was caught off guard, somewhat embarrassed and angry. "What nonsense are you talking about? Well, I came to see you out of kindness. If you don't appreciate it and refuse to treat me like your father, I'll accept that."

He coldly added, "But remember, your time is running out. My patience is wearing thin. When the time comes, we'll..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw me standing beside him and seemed to realize there was an outsider present, so he changed his tone. "You know the consequences."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Katherine was clouded with gloom, and I didn't know what to say. I just stood by the window like a puppet, pretending not to have heard anything.

But my curiosity was piqued.

What secrets were hidden between them?

Just then, Katherine spoke, "Keep what you heard just now to yourself. If another person finds out, I won't spare you."

I turned around, took off my earphones, and asked in confusion, "Mis.Wilson, did you call me just now?"

She furrowed her brows. "You didn't hear our conversation just now?"

I shook my head. "No, I was listening to music with my earphones on!"

I appreciated my quick thinking.

Katherine relaxed her brows. "I don't care if you really didn't hear it or not. Remember, keep the secret."

I nodded with a smile. "Mis.Wilson, the medicine is running out. I'll go call the nurse."

Leaving the ward, I sighed, disappointed that I didn't hear anything useful this time.

At 8 p.m., I drove Katherine home.

She tossed me the keys. "Come pick me up at 7 a.m. tomorrow."

I nodded and drove off in the Range Rover.

Passing by a bank, I stopped the car, took out the card Katherine had given me, and checked the balance. There were thirty thousand dollars on that card!

Damn, she was so generous. I liked it!

After getting home, I took a shower, changed into fresh clothes, and wore a mask.

We had agreed to meet at ten o'clock. This time, I didn't plan on going to the Hilton Hotel. It was not good always to let her foot the bill.

I searched online and found the Peninsula Hotel, with standards above the Hilton Hotel in terms of luxury.

I booked a room online, the noble sea view room, for five thousand dollars a night.

After all, the presidential suite that cost one hundred thousand dollars was too expensive.

I messaged her. “Change of plans. We're going to the Peninsula Hotel this time. The room is booked, waiting for you!”

She replied almost instantly, “Oh, what about the room I booked?”

“Keep it. We'll go there next time.”

She sent a shy emoji, “Okay!”

I hailed a taxi and arrived at the Peninsula Hotel.

After paying for the room, I went straight to the twentieth floor.

There was a dedicated female attendant who accompanied me, opened the door, and said, "Sir, if you need anything, feel free to ask me. From now on, I am your 24-hour personal butler and can assist you with anything."

Her eyes sparkled. I thought even if I asked her to stay with me now, she probably wouldn't refuse.

I nodded. "Okay."

Closing the door, I found the room extravagantly decorated, with an oversized bathtub, floor-to-ceiling windows, and a fridge stocked with champagne bottles priced at three to four hundred dollars each, all complimentary.

The drinks were all imported, ranging from tens to hundreds of dollars.

I called the private butler and asked her to prepare roses, candles, and balloons as quickly as possible to set up a romantic scene.

At 9:30 p.m., everything was set up like a grand proposal scene.

"Sir, are you satisfied?"

I handed her a wad of cash. "I'm very satisfied!"

The female attendant lit up her eyes with surprise. "Thank you, sir."

After everything was done, Jenny messaged me. “Darling, I'm here. Which room?”

I sent her the room number, turned off all the lights in the room, and waited quietly for her arrival.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Jenny’s voice came from outside. "Darling, it's me!"

I opened the door and quickly covered her eyes. "Don't speak. Follow me. I have something to show you!"

Jenny obediently said, "Okay, I'll follow you."

Closing the door, I led her to a large heart made of rose petals, then let go of her hand. "You can open your eyes now," I said.

Jenny exclaimed in surprise, looking at the romantic scene in the room, covering her mouth in astonishment. What surprised me the most was that she wasn't wearing a mask this time!

This was a good sign, meaning she was letting go of her guard against me.

"Darling, did you prepare all this?"

I nodded. "Yes, I came over in the afternoon and set it up all by myself!"

Anyway, I was wearing a mask, and she couldn't see my facial expressions.

She was so touched that she wanted to hug me, but I quickly stopped her. Then, under her grateful gaze, I knelt on one knee and took out a red box!
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