Chapter 852 Avery's Difficulties
Silverlight City.
Avery sat across from Edward, somewhat surprised. "I didn't expect Mr. Edward Cunningham to invite me."
"I'm here for Edgar," Edward got straight to the point.
Avery had actually guessed it, but still spoke in a low voice. "There is no relationship between Edgar and me anymore, so I hope Mr. Cunningham won't discuss too many private matters."
"You should be aware of Edgar's abilities. He's not an idle playboy. Although he hasn't been involved in the company's operations and management, but if the Hawthorne Group needs it, the Cunningham family will fully support you," Edward was testing Avery's limits.
Avery smiled. "If a relationship is mixed with interests, then it's not pure."
She meant that her relationship with Edgar was about feelings, not interests.
Her relationship with her arranged marriage partner was only about interests, not feelings.
"You seem very resistant, but it doesn't conflict. If you really care about Edgar, you should know he's in a lot of pain right now," Edward frowned at Avery.
Avery was indeed very strong, the kind of person who was hard to read.
Edgar liked such a woman, which was something Edward hadn't expected.
"Sorry, it's better to have short-term pain than long-term pain." Avery lowered her head, her fingers slowly gripping the water cup. "There is no future for us, and this is better for him."
She didn't want Edgar to get involved.
"The Cunningham family is now the only beneficiary, which has already caused a lot of talk in the business community. There are too many interests entangled between Owen and Kavi, which could implicate me," Avery looked at Edward.
In a crisis, she couldn't just protect herself or retreat unscathed.
Because she couldn't abandon the many employees of the Hawthorne Group.
What she had to bear, she couldn't escape.
If she and Edgar became a couple, Edgar would definitely be implicated.
"I've looked into the Hawthorne Group's situation. You can still withdraw now," Edward frowned.
But Avery shook her head. "People need to take responsibility. If I go to jail, the company can still operate with the injection of funds from Vanguard Holdings Group, ensuring stable income for all Hawthorne Group employees."
Avery was planning to take the blame.
If she took the fall, she would only be in prison for a few years at most.
"SSo, Edgar and I are destined not to be together. You are his brother, and I know you both care about him deeply. He is a great person, and I hope he can let go of me." Avery stood up, looking at Edward. "No one can help me. As Owen's daughter, I am the beneficiary. Moreover, I was involved in the illegal profits he made using the company."
But who would believe she really had no idea?
In financial crimes, the judge wouldn't believe excuses.
What she had to bear, she still had to bear.
"If you tell him the truth, he will wait for you," Edward wanted Avery to understand.
"The world will keep turning no matter who leaves. He can live without me. I hope he remains carefree and innocent as always. There's no need for him to get involved unnecessarily, especially since I do need the funding from Vanguard Holdings Group."
Avery shook her head.
She was actually strong on the surface but very insecure inside. Her experiences with her original family made her know that the most unreliable thing was people's hearts.
She didn't want to be full of hope and then full of disappointment.
Edgar was naturally playful. If she really went to prison, who knew how many years she would be sentenced to? If she went to prison, she wasn't confident that Edgar would stay single and wait for her.
She didn't want to gamble.
People were self-interested and have self-serving thoughts.
Avery was just preemptively avoiding risks.
This was her usual style.
Watching her leave, Edward sighed.
There were many types of women's personalities. Some were like Hestia, soft yet resilient, like a budding bellflower, not strongly fragrant but still charming. Some were like Jasmine, a rose blooming brilliantly in the mud, thorny but also gentle.
But Edgar chose the hardest type, a cactus.
It not only had thorns but was also strong.
Although it could bloom, it was very difficult.
Sunrise City.
Early the next morning, Amelia supervised Nolan, not allowing him to drink water or eat anything.
The two went to the largest hospital in Sunrise City. Nolan first accompanied Amelia for her prenatal check-up, his stomach growling with hunger, but he still endured it.
Because Amelia was also fasting.
After Amelia finished her check-up, Nolan was already very hungry, and with the air conditioning in the hospital broken, he was completely exhausted from the heat.
After walking a few steps, he almost fainted from low blood sugar.
Amelia was frightened. Seeing Nolan unsteady, leaning against the wall, she hurriedly called for a doctor.
After that, Nolan fainted from low blood sugar.
Amelia cried and called for the doctor, accompanying him to the emergency room, where various blood tests were done.
When the doctor learned that Nolan hadn't eaten breakfast, he immediately put him on a glucose drip.
But Amelia didn't understand and kept crying after coming back from the restroom.
"So young and already in the late stages of cancer, what a pity."
"Yeah, the director said there's no need for hospitalization, just go home and eat well. I really feel so bad."
"That's why we, as medical staff, shouldn't have too much empathy. It's really upset."
"That guy really loves his wife, even asked us to keep it a secret, saying he's fine, not daring to let his family know."
At the nurse's station, the young nurse and doctor chatted, feeling very sad.
Amelia listened, her eyes turning red.
Did Nolan really have such a serious illness?
She nervously entered the ward, looking at the already awake Nolan.
He felt a bit embarrassed and smiled helplessly. "I just have low blood sugar, is it that serious?"
Amelia suddenly threw herself into his arms, choking up. "Let's go home."
Nolan was stunned for a moment, pleasantly surprised. "We'll go back after finishing these drips. We've already spent the money, can't waste it."
Since leaving the Cunningham family, Nolan had learned the value of money.
He had become very frugal.
He wondered if his family would be shocked when he returned.
"Okay," Amelia nodded obediently.
Nolan felt something was off with Amelia but couldn't pinpoint what. Anyway, she was fine and willing to be close to him, which was a big improvement.
"Nolan, what do you want to eat?" Amelia asked softly, her eyes filled with pity.
Was it because he had been too bad before and was now being punished?
Nolan looked at Amelia. "Ribs!"
Amelia nodded. "Okay, I'll make them for you."
Nolan smiled. "Why are you so obedient today? Are you afraid? I just have low blood sugar."
Amelia hugged Nolan tightly again. "Don't talk, I just want you to eat more good food."
The doctor said he was about to die, so eating more good food was a kind of comfort.
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