She immediately made the decision. "Transfer the shares in my company under your name as well. For our child, you shouldn't mind, right?"
Oliver leaned in her arm and pulled her sleeves pretending to be worried. "Saoirse, don't do this, Zenon will be unhappy."
Jack smiled disdainfully.
"How come? You're very happy, aren't you, Zenon? Come on, raise a glass for Oliver and say a few words of blessings."
Saoirse picked up a glass of red wine and handed it to me.
"I can't drink," I said.
Her face instantly darkened.
"Can't drink? Why didn't you say you couldn't drink at the drinking table to handle a project in the south until you had stomach bleeding?"
Jack chimed in. "That's right. How many drinking parties have you attended over the years? I saw you having a great time back then —so much even when we told you not to go, you insisted on going."
Over the years, one of them had to maintain the image of a refined female CEO, while the other had to maintain the airs of a chairman.
This kind of lowering one's pride to curry favor was naturally something I would handle.
Six days left, I silently counted in my heart.
Then I took the wine glass Saoirse almost thrust into my mouth and turned to Oliver.
His face couldn't hide the smugness.
I raised my glass and spoke word by word. "I wish you the best of luck."
That night, a sharp pain in my stomach dragged me out of a nightmare.
The cold sweat soaked through my pajamas as I curled up in bed, every breath laced with pain.
I fumbled around the bedside table, searching for painkillers, but found nothing.
Only then did I remember that Helena Martinez had taken away all the medicines we usually kept at home, saying Oliver couldn't stand the smell of medicine.
The huge villa was completely empty.
They were probably all staying in Oliver's room, offering their concern and care.
I struggled to get up and went to the hospital by myself.
In the emergency room, the doctor looked at my medical record, his brows furrowed deeply. "How did it get like this again? Didn't I tell you to take good care of yourself?"
She stared at me and said with a tone full of reproach, "Didn't Ms. Lorenger take care of you? She came last time and made me promise to make sure you recover properly."
I felt a bit dazed.
My first stomach upset also happened here?