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Chapter 273 He Has Been Married Four Times

When

Beatrice's entire

body

was

about

onto be pressed

the shattered glass shards,

someone grabbed her.

"Beatrice, what's wrong with you?"

It was Brend.

Seeing an old acquaintance, Beatrice tightly grabbed his sleeve, as if she were drowning and clutching onto a life-saving raw, Brend noticed that her complexion was off, so he immediately helped her sit down and then opened the door to let her get some fresh air. After

settling

down,

he

took

out the

doctor's

expertise

and

examined

Beatrice's basic

condition

Immediately, he frowned and complained, "I had reminded you before that your body was as weak as a half-drained battery. And now, it's still leaking! If it continues to leak, I'll just wait to eat alone." Beatrice recovered slowly, glared at him, and caught a glimpse of Monica, who was crying frantically, out of the corner of her eye.

Brend

Monica

smiled,

hernoveldrama

tears

and

"Just kidding,

asked, "What

I'm

just reminding

you

take to

good

care of yourself."

happened?

It

was

fine

just

now,

why

did I faint?

and understood

wiped Beatrice interrupted, "Hypoglycemia, I rushed to bring you food, I haven't eaten yet."

"You scared me. I'll go get you something to eat."

Monica patted her chest and turned around to find a small bowl to serve Beatrice's food.

Seeing this, Brend tapped her arm.

"What happened to you?"

""Hypoglycemia," Beatrice answered.

"You really don't take me, your doctor, seriously. It's a good thing I came here to tell you some news," Brend clicked his tongue twice. Beatrice looked up at him and smiled, "Dr. Goodman, I was just a little worried about my mother's mental condition earlier, but I didn't want her to notice, so I lied."

"You are indeed very adorable." Brend smiled, showing his big teeth.

Beatrice's eyes shot out a wave of resentment.

Brend pointed to the door and said, "Go out and talk."

Beatrice shook her head and followed Brend out of the ward.

"What did you find out?"

"Didn't you send me a message from Jakob during lunch?" Brend pointed at his phone.

Beatrice nodded, "Although Jakob is strange, considering his status, it is impossible for him to agree to a blind date with me." "You are right, because he had been married four times abroad."

"What? Four times! He's only thirty! Could it be that he spent these years just getting married, divorced, and getting married again?" Beatrice exclaimed in shock.

Brend looked solemn and said, "No, it was widowhood."

Beatrice was speechless, unsure of how to evaluate the Seiner family mother and son she had just met, but she couldn't shake off the discomfort she felt upon their first encounter.

The first time was when his pregnant wife had a car accident. The second time, they encountered danger while out at sea. The third time, his wife was kidnapped and had her leg cut off, resulting in excessive bleeding and death. The fourth time was even more outrageous. On Halloween, both he and his wife mistook each other for thieves and during the struggle, they accidentally killed each other. It is said that his wife's legs were completely shattered by a shotgun, and he himself fell down the stairs and was seriously injured. "Do you believe?"

Beatrice's lips trembled slightly, and a hint of a strange expression flashed in her eyes. However, when she looked at Brend, she quickly

returned to normal.

"I found it strange, but according to the investigations conducted by foreign authorities, all the incidents were indeed accidents. In our words, it can be called 'wife-killer'. That's why no one is willing to marry him until now. I advise your family not to get involved with him." Brend felt a chill down his spine as he spoke.

After listening, Beatrice gradually calmed down. She bitterly smiled and said, "If I don't look for them, do you think they won't cause trouble

for me?"

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"Beatrice, I thought you should have found..."

"Stop talking."

Beatrice knew who Brend wanted to say.

Caden.

In her previous life, Caden chose to deceive Bella.

Now that Bella is by his side, and Angie is Bella's Angie, how will he choose? Brend noticed Beatrice's lack of trust and immediately spoke up for Caden. Menu

*Beatrice, no matter what, he has helped you so much. If he wanted something bad to happen to you, why take the risk? Don't paint him with the same brush." Upon hearing, Beatrice slightly furrowed her brows, her long feathered eyelashes trembling lightly, a hint of sadness and self-mockery appearing on her forehead. After pursing her pale thin lips, she let out a soft laugh.

"Alright, since you believe in him so much, go and tell him who I'm looking for. But I hope you don't tell him everything, after all, I'm not sure about the relationship between Jakob and Angie. Saying too much might make Bella misunderstand that I'm accusing Angie wrongly." "I understand. You see, that's exactly right. Mr. Caden doesn't need to put in any effort to find someone, right? Just wait for my message." Brend sighed with relief and turned around to leave.

Beatrice coldly watched his back, her delicate and fragile wrists exerting a hidden force, her eyes filled with complex emotions. Returning to the ward again, Monica sat by the bed lost in thought. "Mom."

"Sit down and have something to eat quickly," Monica waved her hand anxiously.

"What's wrong?" Beatrice asked cautiously.

"I just saw the weather forecast saying that there will be a sudden drop in temperature. Ryan's clothes are all prepared by me. What if he can't find them?"

Monica talked about clothes, but she actually meant that she missed Ryan.

The couple hardly ever separated after being together.

Beatrice held her hand and said, "Mom, we will be able to go back soon." After eating, Beatrice stayed with Monica in the ward for a while.

Towards evening, she received a text message from Brend.

"Found it, the

"I knew."

address

has

been sent

you.

By

the

way,

he should have

guessed something."

Looking at the address, Beatrice sneered.

444

Hunter's Club.

This is a high-end venue for leisure and entertainment, and the content is also in line with the name of the club. It was a good place for hunting for romantic encounters.

which

spending

to happened

humiliate

Monica.

Angie looked down on Monica both in her words and actions, so how could she possibly find a decent man for Monica?

be used by could This kind of

boy, toy Beatrice specially borrowed a set of clothes from Alicia to come here.

money,

A deep coffee-colored windbreaker, paired with a silk V-neck shirt underneath. The gemstone necklace on the collarbone wasn't big, but the quality was good enough and low-key.

The lower body was adorned with a simple pair of white wide-leg pants, with one hand inserted in the pocket and the other holding a palm-sized handbag, exuding an air of casual elegance.

Anyone who frequents high-end venues can tell that even though she doesn't have a single logo on her outfit, just her handbag alone is worth

hundreds of thousands.

soon as

she

sat

down

and rested

on her chin

a her hand,

man came

over

to offer her

a

drink.

As

"Miss, so beautiful, all alone?"

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Beatrice glanced up and down at the man approaching her and pushed the drink back: "You're not my type, but I'll buy you this drink." She intentionally raised her voice slightly, just to let the people around her know that she was looking for a And then came a constant stream of men.

Until the fish was hooked.

"Steven," the man extended his hand, exuding an air of sophistication from head to toe. "Shall we find a good spot to sit down and have a drink?" Beatrice said enthusiastically. "Of course, it would be my honor to have a drink with such a beautiful lady like you." The man arrogantly extended his arm, indicating for Beatrice to link arms with him. Beatrice smiled and took his arm, then walked away in another direction.

She didn't expect it to go so smoothly that she didn't notice the man in the corner.

man.

The man leaned against the back of the chair, with his long legs crossed. His entire face was hidden in the darkness, while his well-tailored suit outlined his slender and tight figure.

With a cigarette held between his fingers, he lifted the glass of wine to his lips, squinting his eyes as he stared at the figure holding onto someone else, and drank it all in one gulp.

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