Chapter 1033 - 1036: The Provocation Strategy

Elias Hale easily pulled her into his arms, increasingly wanting more, wanting to truly feel that she had returned!

Long fingers explored her body.

"Elias Hale!" Selina Sloan bit his tongue, yet her body was still held by him.

"Selina, you are my wife," Elias Hale looked at her with deep eyes, "Come back."

"Elias Hale, are you saying this to me as my husband? The man I married, or as Hana’s brother?" Selina Sloan looked at him sarcastically.

She pushed him away with one hand while the other covered the scar on her face, "I will not forgive Hana. I will seek revenge on her. It’s all her fault I look like this. I must get back at her. She has done so many things to hurt me. Do you think I will just let it go? Go back to the Hale Family and be her sister-in-law?"

"Selina..."

Elias Hale’s eyes flashed with complexity. Hana was his sister. If it were someone else, he would be ruthless, but...

Selina Sloan closed her eyes. She had not acted against Hana because Elias Hale was caught between the two!

"Thank you for helping me celebrate my birthday today," Selina Sloan turned around, "Also..."

"I will heal your face!" Elias Hale interrupted her, stopping her from saying more, "If I cannot heal you, I will disfigure myself with you. Without you, this face is useless to me!"

Selina Sloan’s hand trembled slightly, slowly lowering. Her grip loosened and tightened, over and over, stubbornly holding back her tears.

She drove away from the apartment.

Elias Hale leaned powerlessly on the chair that Selina Sloan had sat on.

...

Quinn Villa.

Melody Thorne played with little Ariana, while the butler answered a phone call.

"The old master is really something, already at such an old age, won’t listen to the doctors even when sick. The hospital just called, saying the old master refuses to have surgery!"

"Grandfather needs surgery?" Melody Thorne lifted her head, "Why has no one told me?"

The butler hesitated, "When the hospital decided on the surgery, you had lost your memory, so no one informed you. Jared has already gone over, but it seems he couldn’t persuade the old master. With the old master’s temperament, it looks like he’ll make a fuss for a while!"

Melody Thorne chuckled at the doctor and handed little Ariana to a servant nearby, "I’ll go take a look!"

"That’s good. The old master doesn’t listen to anyone, but you’re different. He might listen to you," the butler said.

"Yes, I’ll go see him!"

By the time Melody Thorne arrived at the hospital, Doctor Mo and Leon Rivers were still trying to persuade him.

All sorts of tactics, threats, nothing worked.

"Why aren’t you resting at home?" Jared Quinn walked over.

"Look at you, Grandpa needs surgery, but you didn’t tell me!" Melody Thorne huffed.

"Sister-in-law, the old master won’t go into the operating room!" Leon Rivers said helplessly.

"Go into the operating room? Don’t you know the older people get, the more they dislike surgery? Especially Grandpa. You want to cut him open, and you think he’d agree?"

Leon Rivers hesitated, "Sister-in-law, do you have any ideas?"

"Of course I do, why else would I come?"

Melody Thorne approached the old master, "Grandpa, I heard you don’t want to go into the operating room?"

Seeing Melody Thorne, the old master looked much better.

"I won’t go. I’m already just old bones, why go into the operating room? Sooner or later it’s the same outcome—death. Why let anyone cut me open? Even if they do, I won’t live for many years, right?"