Good bye You Never Love Me

Chapter 36 You Two Have a Child

When Joann watched the news of the arson in the exhibition center, her face paled immediately.

She dialed a familiar number with her trembling hands.

As soon as the call was connected, she immediately said, "What should I do now, Hollie? I didn't

expect this to get so big. I also didn't expect Stefan to save Martha."

"Why are you so nervous? It's not like you set the fire," Hollie replied coldly.

However, Joanna felt more uneasy and said hesitantly, "It... It was me."

Her words sent Hollie into silence. A long time later, she snapped, "What a fool you are, Joann!"

Frowning, Joann retorted in anger, "Didn't you want me to do so by sending me to the art exhibition?"

Much to her surprise, Hollie said something to disassociate herself from her, which made her break out

in a cold sweat.

"I didn't mean it. You did it because you were too persistent and stubborn. I sent you to see Martha's art

exhibition to let you meet her."

Joann tightened her grip on the phone and asked in a panic, "What should I do now? What if the police

found me..."

She knew Hollie had used her. However, she couldn't fall out with Hollie because Hollie was the only

person she could rely on.

"Calm down. The suspects haven't been caught yet. Remember what I say next. I promise you will be

fine this time."

Joann bit her lip tightly. Upon hearing Hollie's advice, she decided to try it as she had no other way out.

...

The hospital. Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Staring at the sunlight outside the window, Martha felt helpless.

In fact, she had almost recovered, but Bianca insisted on letting her stay a few more days in the

hospital for the observation.

During that period, the police took her statement and told her they would find the arsonists as soon as

possible.

However, the fire destroyed the surveillance system of the exhibition center, so it would take them more

time to find the suspects.

While Martha was lost in thought, footsteps sounded outside the door of her ward. Suddenly, a figure in

a bright outfit rushed in.

Melissa's loud voice resonated throughout the ward.

"Martha! Fortunately, you are fine. I was so scared when watching the news."

When Melissa watched the news in the morning, she was horrified, her heart thumping. She was afraid

Martha had been injured unluckily.

However, seeing her safe and sound on the bed, Melissa finally felt relieved.

Melissa's dramatic reaction brought a smile to Martha's face.

"I'm all right," Martha said. Then she sighed, "I feel sorry for my paintings."

Nodding, Melissa echoed, "I agree. They should be worth several hundred million dollars."

'Several hundred million dollars?'

Martha was amused by her remark, sorrow fading off her chest.

"You are so exaggerating. I painted them in different places. Now, they were burned down by a fire. I

feel quite sorry."

So that was it.

Nodding, Melissa patted the back of Martha's hand and consoled her, "As long as you are safe and

sound... We can paint them again in the future."

"Yea."

However, Martha didn't think it was easy to be inspired to paint so many pictures.

Melissa tried to find another topic. Suddenly, something occurred to her, and she looked up at Martha

with an inquisitive look on her face.

"I heard Stefan had saved you from the fire. Is it for real?"

In her opinion, Stefan was a scumbag, so she didn't expect him to save Martha, wondering if the news

was wrong.

Martha nodded her confirmation expressionlessly.

"Yes, he did. He happened to call me at that time and heard me call for help."

Furrowing her eyebrows, Melissa hesitated before asking, "What... How do you plan to deal with your

relationship with him... Jimmy..."

"I must divorce him. No delay," Martha answered determinedly to interrupt her.

If there was any delay again, she was afraid something would happen to break her plan.

After all, she found it more and more difficult to understand what was in his mind.

Seeing the determination in her eyes, Melissa could read her mind because they had been best friends

for years.

However, she thought about Jimmy's needs and asked, "If you divorced, you would be further away

from your goal. How will you get him to..."

She broke off. Martha lowered her dark eyes, her eyelashes fluttering.

She knew what Melissa meant.

"I'll find out a way."

However, it didn't sound like a solution for Melissa.

She felt sorry to see Martha in a dilemma.

"Why don't you tell Stefan you guys have a son? Your son is in the face of life and death."

Melissa took a deep breath and continued, "I don't think he will stand idly by if he knows Jimmy's

condition."

'He won't stand idly by?'

Martha snorted, looking at Melissa with a self-mocking smile.

"When he pushed me into the operating room back then, he didn't care if I could survive or not. How

would I expect him to care about Jimmy?"

Back then, she asked Stefan if she still needed to donate her bone marrow to Hollie if she had been

pregnant.

She would never forget his answer.

"No way! You won't be pregnant. Even if you are, I won't keep the baby."

The words were like a sharp blade that stabbed into her chest and she would never forget them for the

rest of her life.

Therefore, Martha dared not to expect Stefan would care about Jimmy.

If he knew about Jimmy, based on her knowledge of him, Martha believed he would snatch the only

pillar that supported her to live on and send her into pain and despair again.