Chapter 376

Lawrence sighed deeply and responded, "Let's focus on the matter at hand. Can't you see the blood on her thigh? We don't need to argue about whether she is injured or not. It's clearly written in the medical records, and the doctor was indeed treating her. I was present throughout."

Winnie scoffed and retorted, "So you think I'm slandering her and was lying to you about her acting?"

"I didn't say that. Can you stop obsessing over this?"

"Sure, I can personally go and assess her injuries myself. Maybe I can cure Darcy's illness on the spot, including her kidney."

Upon hearing the word "kidney," Darcy's eyes slightly changed, and an alarm bell rang in her head.

She held onto Lawrence even more tightly and shook her head frantically, "Lawrence, I'm afraid of Winnie. She had hurt me badly last time."

Lawrence frowned, recalling how Winnie had beaten Darcy so badly last time. Her mental state was extremely unstable, and she even wanted to commit suicide by bashing her head against the wall earlier. Regardless, Darcy's life was something he couldn't ignore. If she died here in this hospital, he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

"You don't need to treat her, Winnie, can you please leave for now? You can explain whatever you want, and I can listen to your explanation tomorrow." Lawrence's brow furrowed, his tone low and gentle, but his appearance carried a hint of coldness. His tall figure stood in front of Winnie

and behind him was Darcy, whom he was "protecting."

Darcy smirked, as the outcome of tonight's contest was already quite obvious.

Winnie stared at Lawrence for a few seconds. Those few seconds may be short, but her disappointment lasted long, just like every bitter night over the past three years. She recalled about the bribery document that she had planted in his office few days ago. She shouldn't have been soft-hearted and ripped off the key pages, allowing him to escape from the charges, but in the end, it all turned into a joke.

It was always like this, time and time again. Whenever she thought he could see through Darcy, when she presented him with evidence one by one, he would choose to turn a blind eye selectively. He could easily be fooled by a few tears from Darcy.

His recent acts of tenderness, persistently clinging to her, were now incredibly hypocritical.

Winnie spoke with a cold smile, "Do you think you still have a chance tomorrow? You disgust me. Just stay here with your scheming bitch, the bitch couple combo. At least that saves me the trouble of dealing with you one by one."

When she said "disgust me," it pierced Lawrence's heart, and his appearance turned icy.

Lawrence angrily approached her, grabbing her wrist. "Do you have to hurl insults nonstop? I've explained it already! Her situation is special right now, and I have no choice but to be here. Why can't you tolerate it this once? Anyone would prioritize things like this. I won't intervene in her trivial matters in the future. I will even make it clear with her tonight."

"Get out of my way," Winnie spoke coldly, bypassing him and walked away.

Lawrence's eyes were cold and bleak. He had even humbled himself and said all that, yet she still misunderstood him, completely disregarding his current situation. Perhaps, as Ray had suggested, Winnie's true thoughts toward him were resentment, love, or maybe nothing at all.

If a woman still loves a man, she wouldn't be so cold-hearted.

Outside the ward, Olivia anxiously watched as Winnie walked away with determination; her eyes revealed anger and concealed grief. Olivia cursed inwardly, 'This Lawrence and Ray, they really are blind and foolish. Why can't these bitchy people just die!'

"Winnie, you should have directly handed over that recording to the police instead of hoping for Lawrence's conscience to prevail," said Oliva as she approached Winnie.

Winnie smiled bitterly, feeling a bitter coldness. "Do you think it would be useful to give it to the police? Darcy keeps brainwashing Lawrence with the idea of her kidney donation. He's grateful to her. He's determined to protect Darcy's life. Can the police even stop him? On the contrary, if I give it to the police first, Lawrence might not even get to listen to the recording."

After thinking back and forth, Olivia agreed that Winnie did the right thing. At least, Lawrence saw it. But now, that jerk cared more about Darcy's kidney that she donated to his mother and nothing seemed to make him question Darcy. "Damn it, how can we expose the truth about Darcy? I feel like the only thing that can make Lawrence fully aware of Darcy's cunning personality is by exposing her fake kidney donation. Even with evidence of other crimes pointing toward Darcy, he'll still endure it for Darcy's sake due to their gratitude for each other."

"Don't worry." Winnie's gaze turned icy cold as she glanced at the hospital room, clenching her fists. "I won't let any of the Ordelia family members go unpunished. As for Darcy... I heard from Sidney that Madam Rodriguez's fingers have started moving. With her continuous medication, do you think it will be long before she wakes up? No matter how proud she may be, a bloody battlefield is waiting for her."

Olivia was surprised and felt refreshed. "Really? So, you've been planning to wake up Madam Rodriguez."

"Former Madam Rodriguez." Winnie lowered her voice and slowly looked at Olivia. "I told you before I returned to the country that Darcy would pay a price for everything she did to you and me."

In the hospital room, Darcy felt both gratified and delighted in her heart.

She looked at Lawrence with an innocent and gentle expression. "Lawrence, I'm sorry for inadvertently causing an argument between you and Winnie."

Lawrence remained silent and coldly focused on his phone, dealing with something. After a moment, the man took out a check from his suit pocket and placed it in front of Darcy along with something from his phone.

His words were cold and resolute. "I don't care about your intentions. After tonight, whether you choose to commit suicide or refuse treatment, I won't come back. Darcy, I want you to understand that I owe you half a life, but your repeated attempts at suicide will nullify these favors."

As Darcy listened to each indifferent word, her whole body stiffened and her face turned pale. "Lawrence, I didn't purposely try to commit suicide. I was genuinely desperate."

"No need to explain to me. In any case, let's make it clear. Cancelling the wedding means breaking up. I won't mistreat you for the efforts you've put in all these years. Here, I present to you 100 billion in cash, dozens of luxurious estates worth billions, stocks and funds. These are enough to sustain a decent life for the rest of your days. It even allows the Ordelia family to continue rising in Trento City.

"Additionally, if you feel that the online attacks have compromised your safety, I will have negative news about you blocked on the internet."

Darcy looked at him in shock as he presented her with a check worth 100 billion, numerous properties, and stocks. Despite being a debutante of Trento City, she couldn't help but feel envious. Doubt crept in as she questioned whether this was truly what she wanted.

Internally, she shook her head, realizing that what she truly desired was to become the wife of the wealthiest scion in the country. Only then would she have everything she desired. These meager possessions couldn't even fill the gap between her teeth. "No, Lawrence, I won't break up. Just a moment ago, you were willing to protect me in front of Winnie."

"You misunderstood. It has nothing to do with you and me, no matter what happens between me and her. What you have done is something I cannot tolerate, which is why I won't remarry you. It's not related to Winnie." The man's voice turned cold as he stood tall beside her.

Darcy panicked entirely; her mind quickly started calculating. She thought that by successfully provoking Winnie's jealousy, Mr. Rodriguez would return to her side. But she never expected that he would come to her with such a decisive attitude after arguing with Winnie.

She could not give up easily. It was simply impossible.