Female Novel
Chapter 395
Chapter 395
“What?!”
“While we were at the office earlier, Jeffrey found out about this, and he urgently wanted to inform you.He must’ve been so rushed that he didn’t pay attention to the traffic, leading to the accident! L.. I wasafraid that the Tumers would blame me, so I didn’t dare to tell them.”
Typically, Everett wouldn’t trust any of this, but then he recalled Jeffrey’s final words during their phonecall.
It seemed like Jeffrey did want to tell him something about Heather.
But the claim that the child was hers seemed absurd!
“Heather, the only reason I chose not to interfere with you is because of my mother he retorted, tryingto brush off any suggestion of affection on his part.novelbin
At this point, Heather had no choice but to grit her teeth and double down, Tim not lying: you can do aDNA test if you want! This was your parents idea. They were worried you’d never accept me, and thatthe Lopez family wouldn’t have an heir, so they took our DNA and used a surrogate.”
With Jeffrey unable to speak for himself and only a handful of people who were in contact withLangston, she had free rein to craft her story.
Everett furrowed his eyebrows and stayed silent.
Seeing this, Heather decided to go all in, “You don’t think that baby is Dorothy’s, do you? You’re not stillhung up on her, are you? She’s off making beautiful music with Kenneth. Why would she want to have
your child? I’m the only one, sucker enough to give up everything for you, even when your heart isntwith me, I still love you!”
“Enough” Everett cut her off, not willing to buy into her narrative, “You better think about how you’regoing to explain this to the Tumers.”
Seeing him tum away from her, Heather felt a mix of frustration and anxiety.
Her only option now was to ask Amanda for help. After all, this monstrous lie could only be sold toEverett if his parents got involved.
She didn’t plan for the lie to escalate to this extent, but having already said it, she had no choice but tocover it up with
more lies.
I wasn’t until the next morning that Jeffrey’s surgery was completed.
The Turners‘ parents were on vacation abroad and had not yet arrived, so Everett stayed by the door,waiting.
Exiting the room, the doctor removed this mask and sighed before saying. “The surgery was a success,and his life is no longer at risk. However, whether he wakes up is in his hands.”
“You mean, he may end up in a vegetative state?!”
The doctor nodded, “Yes, brace yourself.”
Everett took a deep breath, his brow furrowed.
He knew the injuries would be severe, but he hadn’t expected it to be this bad!
Worried that Langston would be scared alone at home, Everett decided to go back to the BayResidence after confirming with the doctor that he couldn’t visit Jeffrey in the ICU just yet.
Expecting Langston to be asleep, Everett opened the door only to discover Langston standing in thehallway, gazing at him.
“Mr. Turner, is he okay?”
Everett was hit hard by the question. He gritted his teeth, trying to control his emotions, unwilling toface his son’s teary eyes. Jeffrey had byen his friend for many years, and although he could be a bitoffbeat at times, he had always been there for the Lopez Corporation and for him.
“He’s fine just sleeping.”
“Really?” Langston sensed that something was all. He pondered for a moment before stepping forwardand grabbing Everett’s hand, “My mom used to say that when she was feeling down, holding my handwould make everything better. So, hold my hand more, and Mr. Turner will get better.”