How My Ex Became My Next

After the introduction, Gilda promptly greeted. “Hello, Dr. Peterson.”

Alex offered a wry smile. “Well, Jackson! Making a fuss over such a minor injury, bringing her to the emergency room? Anyone would think you were on death’s door.”

Relieved to hear Jackson was alright, Gilda expressed her gratitude. “It’s good to hear it’s nothing serious. Thank you, Dr. Peterson.

Alex approached with gauze and lodine to treat the wound, advising, “It’s a small matter, Just be more careful next time and try not to fall again.”

Once the treatment was finished, Alex told Gilda, “All done, Ms. Lynch. You can go to the reception to pay the fees now.”

“Okay.” Gilda then stepped out.

Watching her leave, Alex couldn’t resist teasing Jackson. “If I’m not mistaken, that’s the Gilly you’ve been pining for, right?”

His tone was certain, as if he had stumbled upon juicy gossip, then continued, “You clearly lack experience in love. No wonder you’ve been chasing her for years without success. That’s not how you win someone’s heart.”

Jackson cleared his throat, asking for advice, “Do you have any suggestions?”

The humility from Jackson was almost historic.

“You don’t sound like the Jackson Moore I know.” Alex chuckled. “No worries, I can give you a couple of tips. Love requires dedication, and yes, leveraging a woman’s compassion can work too.

“But from what I see, she cares deeply for you. Put in some effort, and you’ll win her over soon. I’m waiting to attend your wedding.

Exiting the hospital, Jackson’s arm was now bandaged.

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only a minor wound, but Alex insisted on bandaging it to make it seem like a big deal.

Jackson thought it was a making a mountain out of a molehill and wanted to remove the bandage, but Gilda stopped him. “Jackson, your wound has just been treated. Don’t move it around, and keep it dry. Let your assistant handle things.”

Jackson ceased his attempt to remove the bandage, finding the bandage suddenly not all that redundant. “As you said, Ms.

Lynch.”

As they were talking, the sound of an ambulance approached, stopping nearby.

A nurse wheeled a patient out, and Gilda glanced over to see it was Emily.

Gilda and Jackson exchanged a knowing look, their thoughts aligned.

Jackson’s expression turned cold. “We will not let this matter rest so easily.”

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Emily’s condition was dire.

The Injuries from the horse trampling, compounded by the car crash, had left Emily in a vegetative state.

Eric delivered the news to Gilda right after she finished a meeting. “The police are involved, and preliminary findings suggest this wasn’t an accident. Emily is suspected of attempted murder and is currently in custody.”

Gilda’s reaction was measured, everything falling within her expectations. “What’s the Harrington family’s stance?” Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“There’s been no action from them yet. But to avoid implicating Harrington Corporation, Jensen has suppressed the news.”

“Let the lawyers handle the follow–up.”

“Yes, Ms. Lynch.”

Back in her office, Gilda then remarked. “The Llandre project involves two major sectors, crude oil and mining.”