Chapter 155: Chapter 163

“I don’t need your permission to leave.”

Evander, who was already irritated enough, shot Jacob a cold glare as his tone reeked with harshness.

“For your information, Angeline is my woman!”

Following his words, Jacob froze in place. He then looked at Angeline in disbelief and asked in a daze, “Angie, is what he said true?”

Her expression changed when she heard his question, and a trace of guilt appeared in her eyes.

“Jacob, thank you for looking after me today. I’m very grateful for your help, but I only see you as a friend and a younger brother.”

Her tone was particularly solemn, making her stance clear.

Before this, she didn’t spell things out clearly because she assumed that Jacob’s infatuation for her was only temporary and that the young man only thought of her as a breath of fresh air. However, at present, she realized that she had underestimated the feelings Jacob had for her.

Furthermore, she was able to comprehend Evander’s feelings for her following the current incident. He didn’t only think of her as a mere pastime. Instead, he genuinely cared for her.

When his tender, soothing voice comforted her, her heart opened up to him, and she gradually accepted him.

Evander would be her one and only choice if she were to ever get married one day.

The man’s lips curved to form a faint smile when he heard Angeline’s response. She didn’t deny our relationship like she usually would, and that’s a big step. All the troubles I’ve gone through are worth it.

Subsequently, he carried Angeline out of the hospital and brought her to his car before giving Roger a call.

A confused expression descended on Angeline’s face as she sat in the passenger seat. I’m not close to Roger, so why would Evander tell him about the allergy?

As though he had noticed the puzzlement on her face, Evander reached out to envelope Angeline’s cold hand in his palm as he drove out of the parking lot. With a tone more gentle than ever, he said, “Don’t worry. You’ll find out when we get there.”

Hearing his words of assurance, Angeline tactfully kept silent instead of asking any more questions.

Evander adjusted the air conditioner in the car to a suitable temperature and helped her recline her seat so she could rest comfortably, but still, her thoughts were a tangled mess.

She couldn’t stop thinking about the possibility of disfigurement.

Evander drove as fast as he could, and they arrived at the Golding family in no time.

As soon as they entered the residence, they heard Roger’s panicked scream coming from the backyard of the mansion, echoing across the living room.

“My goodness! Who came into my garden and plucked all my flowers?”

Frightened by the sudden scream, Angeline instinctively hid behind Evander and looked toward the direction of the garden anxiously.

Not long after, they saw Roger approaching in a huff, stomping his muddy boots while clad in his work attire. As he walked, he bellowed, “Francesca!”

“What’s all the fuss about?” Evander chimed in with a dissatisfied look. “I’ll compensate for your loss.”

Hearing that, Roger looked at Evander gleefully.

“Evander, even if you have money, you won’t be able to buy those flowers as they are rare herbs.”

Herbs?

Angeline caught the important message in his words, but she furrowed her brows as she was not sure what he meant.

Roger approached them, and when he saw Angeline’s face, he clicked his tongue. “D*mn! What happened to your face, Mrs. Golding?”

Feeling embarrassed, Angeline quickly lowered her head and covered her face.

“I’m not sure. The doctor said it was a fungal infection. Don’t look at my face. I’m heading up first.”

As a rare sense of inferiority surfaced in her eyes, she prepared to head upstairs.

However, Evander grabbed her arm and stopped her from leaving before glaring at Roger impatiently.

“Stop your nonsense. See if there’s any way you can help her.”

Roger was momentarily at a loss for words before he complained with a tone of resignation, “How am I supposed to check her out when she’s standing so far away from me?”

Hearing that, Evander produced the doctor’s report that was prepared by the hospital and threw it over to Roger. “Have a good look. I know you’ll be able to deal with it.”

Roger flipped through the report, and a look of surprise gradually emerged on his face.

“Mrs. Golding, how did you get infected by such a disease? You’re a rich celebrity, so why did you resort to eating wild vegetables?” he asked.

“I didn’t.”

“Does that mean someone else sabotaged you? Who did something like this? The nerve of them to harm Evander’s woman! That person has a death wish!” Roger fumed indignantly as if he was the one who had an allergic reaction.

Evander tried to tamp down his anger as he asked the only question he was concerned about, “Is there any solution to this?”

As Angeline listened to their conversation, she realized something and began seeing Roger in a new light.

I didn’t expect him to know medical skills. But isn’t he the vice president of Golding Group? Evander brought me over to see him straight away, so does that mean he is more skillful than the doctors in the hospital?

“Is there anything you can do, Mr. Jantz?”

Angeline looked at Roger hopefully.

However, the look on Roger’s face was solemn as he brooded for about a minute before he looked toward her with his captivating eyes.

He said slowly, “It’s not impossible. There’s a way we can try, but I can’t guarantee full recovery.

There’s probably a seventy-percent chance.”

“That’s a low probability.”

Evander was not pleased with what he heard. He looked doubtfully at Roger.

Roger rolled his eyes and defended himself indignantly, “The culprit who harmed Mrs. Golding was dead set on ruining her life, so they showed no mercy at all. If she were left in the hospital’s care, she would’ve already been disfigured.”

Roger’s words hit the sore spot in Angeline’s heart. She clenched her fists tightly in resentment and bit the bullet.

“Mr. Jantz, I’m willing to believe in you.”

It didn’t matter even though there was only a seventy percent chance of full recovery. The odds were good enough for Angeline.

As long as there was a tiny trace of hope, she was willing to give it a go.

Angeline’s words were pleasing to Roger’s ears. His lips curled into a smile as he said happily, “Good.

Wait for me here. I’ll go upstairs and get ready. I’ll call you when I’m done.”

Subsequently, he got up from the couch and headed upstairs.

Angeline looked at Roger’s leaving figure, and her heart was still filled with doubt. Despite knowing it was not the right time to voice her doubts, she still asked, “What’s going on? Isn’t Roger the vice president of the company?”

Evander held her hand and led her over to the couch before pouring her a glass of warm water and passing it to her.

Then, he slowly explained, “Roger was the only son, so his parents really hoped that he could take over the company. However, Roger was obsessed with medicine ever since he was young. Thus, he only held a titular position in Golding Group and seldom involved himself with the matters of the company.”

After hearing Evander’s explanation, she slowly understood the situation.

She couldn’t help mumbling, “I assumed Roger was a rich heir who knew nothing but to enjoy life. I didn’t know he had such a backstory.”

“Those who don’t know him well will usually think that way.”

Evander took a sip of his coffee as his expression gradually morphed into a serious one. “Those flowers in the backyard are not just ordinary plants. They are very rare herbs, and each type consists of different poisons.”