Chapter 1526 - 1518: Wherever My Gaze Falls, That Is Forever—I’ve Run Out of Time

The outcome of trying once was just as expected, coming with hope, leaving in disappointment.

Daxton Lancaster buried himself in Violet Zimmerman’s neck hollow, his voice hoarse from drinking.

"Violet, Mom said... she wants to take both of us to the hospital for a checkup..."

Violet Zimmerman stared blankly at the ceiling above, her fingers tightly gripping the sheet beneath her.

She understood what Daxton Lancaster meant, if they went to the hospital then...

"Daxton, let me think about it." Violet Zimmerman spoke with difficulty, biting her lip after finishing her words.

When a husband encounters difficulties, it is natural for the wife to want to help share the burden, but—

She just couldn’t do it.

A sigh echoed in the neck hollow, Daxton Lancaster’s voice filled with a desperate kind of despair.

"I don’t have time."

A month, she couldn’t afford to consider it.

Daxton Lancaster slept, the man who had been drinking snored loudly.

Violet Zimmerman lay sleepless, staring at the ceiling in the dark, not feeling the slightest bit sleepy.

On the third day, Violet Zimmerman was pushed into a car by Daxton Lancaster.

It was a domestic brand, a "Hongqi," a kind of treatment many envied but dared not even imagine. At that time, only the highest-ranking leaders of a factory occasionally rode in such cars.

A few months after their marriage, her husband took her out for the first time, and it was in a car. Violet Zimmerman couldn’t hide her surprise.

Looking at the expressionless man driving, she asked curiously.

"Daxton, where are you taking me?"

Daxton Lancaster looked ahead, his brows slightly furrowed with emotions Violet Zimmerman couldn’t understand.

"You’ll know when we get there."

Daxton Lancaster’s attitude was cold, so Violet Zimmerman refrained from asking further, pursing her lips and turning back, watching as cyclists occasionally brushed past vehicles, her delight gradually fading.

A state-owned hotel, Daxton Lancaster took out their household registration and marriage certificate to show the staff, then hurriedly ascended the stairs.

Brought to this hotel by Daxton Lancaster, Violet Zimmerman felt an inexplicable unease when Daxton Lancaster told the staff they were looking for someone.

If it were a room reservation, she could understand, maybe wanting to change the setting and try again...

With a heart filled with unease, Violet Zimmerman followed behind Daxton Lancaster up to the second floor, unsure if it was her imagination, but the man walking ahead seemed both stiff and decisive.

As if he was about to make some unavoidable decision, aware that he shouldn’t but had to decide this way.

As they entered a room, Violet Zimmerman’s unease intensified. The room was shared by multiple people, with three burly and strong men sitting inside, who stood up in unison and addressed Daxton Lancaster as "Boss," their gaze fixated on Violet Zimmerman as she entered behind him.

Their gaze blatant and avoiding nothing, at this moment the phrase "like tigers watching prey" quickly flashed in Violet Zimmerman’s mind.

A man with a roguish look raised his eyebrows flirtatiously, scanning Violet Zimmerman from head to toe, revealing a lewd grin.

The sense of foreboding in her heart grew even stronger, and at that moment the only thought in Violet Zimmerman’s mind was to escape!

She wasn’t an idiot; she roughly understood what Daxton Lancaster intended to do. She stopped and lowered her head, speaking anxiously.

"Daxton, I just remembered... I forgot to tell the maid to wash the clothes you changed out of yesterday. I’ll head back first, you’re busy..."

Violet Zimmerman had just turned around and hadn’t taken a step before her arm was grabbed back by Daxton Lancaster.

Daxton Lancaster looked thin, but his strength was considerable. He grabbed Violet Zimmerman’s arm and gave a forceful shove, flinging her onto the nearest bed.