Chapter 1530 - 1522: Wherever the Eyes Reach, There Is Eternity: Did It Work?

As Violet Zimmerman came out of Joseph Lancaster’s residence, her palms were icy cold.

Looking ahead nervously because of what had just happened, she accidentally stumbled and fell forward.

The asphalt road in the Lancaster Family’s large courtyard caused Violet a hard fall. Her knee directly contacted the asphalt surface, and the skin on her left palm was grazed.

However, she didn’t feel the pain at all. She quickly climbed up and started jogging back to her own place, as if escaping from something.

Inside the room, Daxton Lancaster stood at the window, facing the direction of his brother Joseph Lancaster’s residence.

The brothers lived not far apart, within a hundred-meter distance. Rows of weeping willows lined the road, swaying with the autumn breeze under the night sky.

Daxton took a drag of his cigarette, his slightly narrowed eyes appearing dreamy. Half an hour had passed, and his wife Violet Zimmerman still hadn’t returned. He thought she must have already...

Just as Daxton was thinking this, a staggering figure appeared in his line of sight.

Under the dim street lamp, Violet ran towards him as if being chased by something, stumbling all the way. She had just run a few meters before falling to the ground, then quickly got up to continue running forward.

Seeing Violet’s panicked and embarrassed state, Daxton’s narrowed eyes tightened, and the cigarette clamped between his fingers had changed shape.

Spotting Violet running into the courtyard, Daxton quickly extinguished the cigarette and turned to briskly head to the door.

The sound of footsteps echoed outside—the sound of Violet running up the stairs. As she reached the second floor and turned the corner, she collided into Daxton’s chest.

Daxton’s slender fingers tightly grasped Violet’s wrist, his expression stern as he asked.

"Did you get it done?"

...

Facing Daxton’s urgent and emotionless gaze, Violet instinctively shook her head.

The man’s eyes tightened, and immediately a crisp sound was heard.

Daxton slapped his wife’s ear, and after doing so, his slender fingers curled tightly.

Violet covered the side of her face that was slapped, her misty eyes filled with grievance and astonishment as Daxton turned away mercilessly.

"I’ll give you one more chance. If you don’t get it done by tomorrow, you’ll come with me to the hotel!"

Daxton’s attitude was resolute and relentless; he slapped his wife, and his heart ached more than hers.

He couldn’t afford to be soft-hearted because the consequences were something he couldn’t bear.

The second uncle’s family had been coveting the position of Family Head for a long time. If they found out he had a hidden ailment, they would definitely seize the opportunity.

The two families had been incompatible for years, and now he was still the head of the Lancaster Family. Even then, the second uncle’s family already disregarded him. If they took the position, not only he but also his parents and siblings would suffer.

To protect his family, he must not and cannot be soft-hearted.

The sound of the door slamming shut was like thunder striking Violet Zimmerman’s heart.

Covering the side of her face, Violet painfully stepped back. Her husband not only pressured her but also hit her...

Shaking her head continuously, the eyes that had ointment applied became even blurrier, tears spread across her face. Violet kept retreating, and in the silent villa, a scream echoed...

Violet Zimmerman was hospitalized; her injuries weren’t severe or mild. She had fallen down the stairs from the second floor, causing multiple wounds on her body and head, but fortunately, only her left arm was injured.

In the hospital room, the woman in a hospital gown leaned against the bed, with her left arm in a cast hanging in front of her chest.