I thought that it would be very easy for Frederic to change the hospital or the ward for Sam, given his ability. And these days, Frederic should have found a way to get Sam's family out.

Otherwise, my mother and Frederic's future father-in-law would have been staying in adjacent hospital rooms. His ex-fiancée, me, and his future wife would have been bumping into each other all the time. That would have been so awkward.

"Mom, how about I hire a caregiver for you? This way, Greta and I can have time to look into Ashlee's situation." I sat by the bed, holding my mom's hand and discussing with her.

"Okay, Syl. I have thought about it and I still believe in your dad," my mom sighed deeply. "Ah, your dad and I have been married for thirty years. We can't let others easily tear us apart."

Greta also promised firmly, "Don't worry, I will help Syl. We were able to drive away that fox spirit for sure!"

My mother didn't blame me for telling Greta about the matter, but instead looked at her with relief and said, "Thank you, Greta."

Greta smiled brightly and said, "You're welcome. I just love to accurately target mistresses!"

As soon as Greta finished speaking, I saw Emilia's figure quickly disappear at the door. I didn't know if Emilia had heard Greta's words or not.

After a while, Greta left first. There were only my mother and me left in the ward. We chatted for a few moments before she fell asleep. I knew she hadn't slept well for the past two nights. It wasn't until today when my father came to visit that they resolved their issues as a couple, allowing my mother to finally get a good night's sleep.

The ward was stuffy, so I went to the window and opened a gap about the width of my palm.

A cold wind blew into the warm room, cooling my slightly feverish face. The next second, I was stunned, watching the men and women on the snowy ground downstairs.

Frederic did not return to the company, but was talking to Emilia.

This means that from the moment Frederic said goodbye to my mother until now, he didn't leave the hospital for an hour, but was waiting for Emilia.

I had no expression on my face, as if I was watching two strangers. But there were always emotions surging uncontrollably in my heart. I felt like everything was ironic, and I also felt angry as if I was being played.

I wondered, "Since Frederic loved Emilia so much, why did he drag me along and not divorce me? Why did he do things he shouldn't have done and say things he shouldn't have said to me?"

It seemed that Frederic felt my gaze, and suddenly he looked up and gazed toward the window upstairs.

I turned around and left the window. Just then, a nurse came in. The nurse said that Tristan had introduced her.

"After I left a phone number for the caregiver, I hurriedly left, saying 'If my mother feels uncomfortable, please call me immediately.'"

Later, I hired a private detective and prepared to spend money to investigate Ashlee thoroughly.

Although my father's company's personnel information was quite detailed, there were no useful clues. Since Ashlee is from Crocus City and is married with a child, I sent someone to investigate her in Crocus City.

After I finished arranging these things, it was already evening. The neon lights on the street were dazzling, and the lights were reflected on the wet ground and projected onto the snow, mixing prosperity with coldness.

I stood on the street, watching couples walking by, holding hands and laughing happily.

While I was lost in thought, Tristan called me. His voice was low, "Where are you?"

"On the street," I absentmindedly replied.

Tristan fell into a brief silence at such a foolish answer. Then he spoke again, "Send me your location."