Just You Wait

Leon clung to Jolene after we filed for divorce. "We should register our marriage too. You promised me."

She was looking at me, but I remained calm and indifferent. Oddly enough, it felt like she was upset by my non-reaction and left with Leon.

Bruce woke up that same day, too. He was eager to know the truth. "Did you really cheat?"

I wiped his face as I explained, "No. We broke up long ago. It wasn't cheating."

He couldn't understand how this had happened. "How could that be? You two are such a perfect match. You even told me you guys were planning to have a baby."

He slammed his cup on the table. "Tell me the truth. How did this happen?"

I stayed quiet as tears welled up in my eyes. He seemed to catch on to something in my expression and sighed. "Forget it. I rarely see you like this. You're an adult. I shouldn't interfere."

I let out a breath of relief. I could feel at ease as long as he let it go. He had high expectations for Jolene. He was probably the one who wanted us to stay together the most.

…

Jolene had arrived but froze at the doorway when she heard his words. I quickly led her to the next room for fear that she might upset Bruce.

She lowered her head. "Actually… you could have told Bruce the truth. You didn't need to protect my reputation. That way, he wouldn't pressure you. Jordan, we were a great team, but the love is gone now. Your grandfather is right. You're too rational."

I nodded at the second half of her words, but I nearly snorted at the first half. I wasn't hiding the truth for her sake. I simply didn't want Bruce getting upset or blaming himself for ever arranging our marriage.

I'd rather do this to keep his emotions stable.

As for her, she didn't matter to me anymore.

Just then, a scream came from Bruce's hospital ward. Leon was yelling, "Sir, I visited out of kindness!"

Followed by Bruce's violent coughing. "Who let you in?"

My heart jumped into my throat, and I rushed back into the ward to see Bruce on the ground, coughing violently while pointing at Leon. "Get out! I don't want to hear your nonsense!"

Leon clutched his face and collapsed into Jolene's arms. Bruce, overwhelmed with rage, coughed up blood and pointed at them both before losing consciousness. I was terrified and immediately called for nurses. He was rushed into the emergency room again.

Jolene snarled at me outside the ward, "How could Bruce hit Leon? Look at what he did! He shouldn't have done that, no matter how angry he is. Leon only visited out of kindness."

Her endless excuses irritated me. "That's enough. I will investigate this. Don't think I'll let him off if he did something wrong."

I glared at Leon, wanting nothing more than to tear him apart, but she immediately shielded him. "Jordan, Bruce is at fault…"

She kept blaming him, completely uninterested in the truth. Only when the doctor came out did she finally stop. "Bruce Tillman's family?"

I stepped forward, but the paper slipped from my hands the moment I heard the critical condition notice. The last thread of rationality in me snapped completely, and I lunged at Leon. "What did you say to my grandfather?"

Jolene held me back tightly. "Jordan, don't shift the blame onto Leon. He just came to visit. He didn't do anything."

My eyes went red. She froze for a moment. I felt the last smidgen of hope I had for her to see sense die inside.

I was only so rational because they killed the emotional side of me long ago. I glared at them both with pure, unadulterated hatred as I hissed with venom, "Just you wait."

Excuses

I was determined to uncover the truth and give Bruce justice. There was surveillance in the hospital room, but Leon had deliberately positioned himself so that he blocked most of the camera's view. All that could be seen was his back as he leaned in and said something.

Bruce flew into a rage right after that and coughed up blood.

Leon immediately defended himself, "I only told him to take care of his health. Who would've thought the old man would hit me? I'm the real victim here."

It was such a lame, flimsy excuse; I didn't believe a word of it.

My grandfather would never act so rashly.

Leon must have said something to him. I grabbed him by the neck as I roared, "What exactly did you say? Who allowed you to visit my grandfather? Who do you think you are?"

He put on a pitiful expression, but there was clear provocation hidden in his eyes.

My grandfather was my only kin. I lost it and slapped him right then and there.

Leon clearly didn't expect it and screamed in shock.

We ended up fighting in a corner of the hospital, but he couldn't beat me. Blood even spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The noise attracted a crowd, and Jolene finally pulled me away from Leon.

She actually slapped me in a fit of rage and impulse. "Look at yourself. What are you even doing? You're acting like a madman."

Tears still fell uncontrollably.

I had spent my entire life maintaining the image of a composed, elite heir. I didn't want to lose control like this. Still, that was my grandfather fighting for his life in there. I simply couldn't stay rational. It was the first time Jolene had ever seen me like this.

She tried to act magnanimously and end the situation. "Let's end this here. No more arguing."

I looked at her in disbelief, my voice turning sharp as I spat, "Jolene, don't forget. My grandfather once saved your life."

Leon, who was still gasping for breath, was also dissatisfied with her words. "He beat me up so badly. This isn't over."

Jolene handed him a black card as compensation.

When she turned back to me, there was finally a hint of guilt in her eyes.

"Yes. Leon's visit was inappropriate, but he didn't have bad intentions. You already beat him up. I'll make it up to Bruce later," she said. "However, I won't allow you to question Leon like this. You have no proof he did anything wrong."

I staggered away from her, my face flushed with anger. "Jolene, I regret ever meeting you in this life."

I swore I'd find the evidence if it were the last thing I did.

This was all my fault—I had let my guard down. I never thought Leon would be shameless enough to target my grandfather.

Jolene frowned, but I slapped that right off her face the very next second. No one could ever slap me and get away with it, especially not her.

Just then, a nurse rushed over. "Who is Bruce's grandson? The patient wants to talk to you. Please come with me."