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Chapter 230

Chapter 230 Getting Over the Crux

It was out of Lucia's wildest dream that August could have threatened her in front of so many people.

Yet she became less resolute staring at his sophisticated eyes.She believed August could really make it as he'd claimed if she insisted on sticking here.

Lucia thus could only agree, though still unwilling to meet his eyes, "l'll go with the nurse."

The nurse, who'd been frightened by the situation, led the way for Lucia at once.

And Lucia just followed her immediately without turning her head round.

Seeing Lucia going far away, Elisa hastened to tell August, "I'm sorry to make things so awkward for you, but Lucia is in a bad mood now..."

"It's OK, Mrs.Mitchell, I'll go to look after her." He replied understandingly before he tried to catch up with Lucia.

Looking at the pair who deliberately kept a distance from each other, Elisa sighed with profound resignation. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

The nurse had gone through Lucia's wounds, which fortunately were not serious and only needed some basic treatment.

"Don't get them wet.Be careful these days and don't forget to come back to change the dressing." the nurse told Lucia curtly, and added when she noticed August at the door, "You may have a rest here.Don't hesitate to let me know if you have any demand.I'm just in the next room."

Lucia nodded silently.

There were now only the two of them in the room.

Sitting on the chair, Lucia just felt it so difficult to breath as though being suffocating.

August noticed her state, and finally uttered after a long silence, "Don't blame yourself for it.It's not your fault"

Lucia looked up firmly with her clear eyes, "Indeed.It's ultimately your bad."

She had her reason to rebuke him since her father was still in the ICU ward and she was being so exasperated.

Lucia then rose to her feet, which was covered by gauze and could only enable her to hobble out.

The moment she went past August, he stretched out his hands to hold her shoulders, "Where are you going?"

"None of your business!"

Lucia shrugged his hands away and made a step backward.

Her chest heaving fiercely, Lucia ventured from between her teeth, "August Adams, we'd better sever our connection from now on.I'll try my best to make money in order to pay you back.Before the day I pay it off, I promise I will keep pretending in front of Granny if necessary, but I won't obey any other agreement."

She was determined to ignore all the heap of restrictions in the contract, and she believed she would eventually get the debt written off one day.

There was a hint of sullen mood in August's eyes as he asked solemnly, "Lucia Mitchell, do you mean it?"

He'd never expected Lucia to grow so unswerving one day.

Lucia bit her lip and then articulated, "Yes.We'd better get rid of the messy ties between us, since you've got your girlfriend and I have my life.I won't partake in anything about you except upon Granny's request."

She then walked away with steadfast steps.

August looked along the direction of Lucia, just to feel a jolt in his heart fretfully.

Now he could only accept Lucia's suggestion with resignation, though her words actually hurt him like a sharp dagger.

Getting more and more irritable, August finally decided to look aside and head for the lift.

He thought it didn't make any sense to waste any more time there, and he swore he would never meddle in the mess of Lucia.

One hour later, August was sitting on the sofa with an icy-cold look in silence, except when he lifted the glass for a sip.

Joshua scratched his head perplexedly, "August, what are you doing here? You got me out and just look like a dumb now."

August raised his eyebrows, drank off the alcohol in the glass and looked at Joshua coldly, "You can leave if you don't feel like staying."

Joshua's lips twitched as he was struck dumb.

He then ventured after a moment, "Why are you so angry? Because of some woman?"

He had seldom seen such an emotional August, who had always been acting with composure.

And now, August was apparently on the edge of exploding.

Joshua plucked up his courage to go on, "Because of Jeanne or Lucia?"

That latter name triggered a spontaneous knot in August's forehead.

His sharp eyes glared at Joshua instantly.

With a triumphant smile, Joshua had got the answer in his heart.

Yet he preferred to act as though being ignorant about it, only looking aside and drinking his wine.

At that moment, Burton went up and lowered his body to make the report to August, "Dr.Ferrell called me, saying he couldn't reach you as you've turned off your phone."

Casting a glimpse at the phone Burton was passing him, August finally decided to answer it though with some hesitation, "Hello, Dr.Ferrell?"

Dr.Ferrell's voice sounded a bit hoarse, "Mr.Adams, I'm sorry to inform you that Miss Kelly's health is..."

August straightened up and clenched the phone immediately with great anxiety, "How is she now?"

"She passed out just now, and I went to her home for a quick check, just to find her mental health deteriorating due to some sharp emotional fluctuation."

August looked so worried as he put down the glass and told Dr.Ferrell, "Could you wait for me? I'll be there right away."

"Ok." Dr.Ferrell agreed.

August hung off and rose at once.

"Go to the Kelly's mansion."

Joshua, who'd totally been neglected, hastened to stand up with a sigh, "August, look at you..."

August gave him a glance and said seriously, "I need to be off now.Let's meet up next time."

He then strode away.

Joshua found it so amusing, though being a bit pissed off too.

It was August who'd invited him for a drink, and now the host just left alone without speaking much to the guest.

Joshua then decided to forgive August by ordering some more nice wine.

August's treat anyway.

August caught the sight of Dr.Ferrell on the sofa of the living room the moment he entered the Kelly's mansion.

He went up to inquire, "How's Jeanne now, Dr.Ferrell?"

"She's sleeping now.But she's been quite unstable and moody recently.Being anxious, frightened and worried is very bad for her health."

Dr.Ferrell then paused to adjust his glasses before he went on significantly, "You know her situation well.She's suffered from serious depression before the kidney transplantation.Her mental state actually went a bit better after the operation, but is deteriorating again now..."

August listened with a complicated mood.

Jeanne was bound to be upset because he stood her up when he'd promised her that he would come for dinner today.

"Mr.Adams, the best cure is to get over the crux in her heart and clam her down slowly, so that we could achieve the best result with the help of the medicine.And as you know, you are curial for her crux to be resolved."

August pondered for a moment before he nodded lightly, "Got it.Thank you."

He was of course aware what Jeanne had been deeply concerned about.