Chapter 411 411. Suicide! Sinner! (3)

When she was about to call again, the maid in the villa saw that she was still there, so she drove her out of the bedroom and isolated her from Qiu Ran.

Lu Chaoyang did not dare to leave, and stood at the door without giving up and continued to call Huo Yunting.

She didn't want Qiu Ran to have an accident because of herself. If the disease recurred, she wouldn't be able to forgive herself.

She anxiously paced back and forth in front of the room, experiencing the feeling of being at a loss and on the verge of collapse.

After a while, the door opened and the personal doctor came out.

"Miss, I have calmed down my wife. She needs to rest now and cannot be stimulated anymore. You can go back first."

Lu Chaoyang shook his head while holding the phone, "I will stay here and promise not to appear in front of her."

"It's useless for you to stay. Your presence will only make her condition worse!"

"I'll wait a little longer and leave when I contact Mr. Huo."

Seeing her persistence, the doctor didn't say anything more and turned back to the master bedroom.

Lu Chaoyang continued to call Huo Yunting. Maybe he was busy and still didn't respond.

Her eyes locked on the closed door, and she put down the phone. Only then did she feel the pain coming from her elbow. She lowered her eyes and saw that the skin was scratched and bleeding.

After standing outside for a long time, until the room became quiet, she gradually felt relieved and turned around to leave.

She walked the short distance for almost half an hour and got into the car without turning back.

On the way back, she silently blamed herself, why she was so stupid, why she told Qiu Ran the truth, she shouldn't have said it...

Three hours later, the servant looked at Qiu Ran, who was leaning on the bedside with pale cheeks and dull eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been granted amnesty.

"Madam, I will go downstairs to get dinner with you."

Qiu Ran didn't respond, looking at the palm of his hand without focus.

The servant retreated and immediately notified his companions to take over and guard Qiu Ran.

The room fell into silence for a while, and countless pictures flashed through Qiu Ran's mind.

The happiness at the wedding with Huo Zhenning...

The joy of giving birth to Huo Yunting...

And, those years of dream-like quiet life...

Fake! all fake! ! !

The appearance of Xue Yuming made her lose everything, her sky collapsed, and she was shrouded in darkness and nightmares.

The daughters that that woman gave birth to were so lovable that even Yunting was bribed and allowed her to protest against him.

She had to admit that Qiu Ran lost, completely!

There was a sound of footsteps downstairs, someone was coming, and she had to live a life of being monitored again.

Every day in this world is endless pain for her.

Qiu Ran slowly raised his hand and took out from under the mattress the tool that countless people wanted to use but didn't have the courage to use when they woke up from their midnight dreams.

Maybe it's time to be relieved...

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Huo Yunting finally ended the lengthy large-scale meeting and signing ceremony and walked out of the conference room of the China World Trade Center Building.

He took out his cell phone out of habit and found more than a dozen missed calls from Lu Chaoyang, as well as several landline calls from Bieyuan.

A hint of joy flashed across his brows, and he pressed the button as he walked, intending to call them back one by one.

But just when he was about to press it, his phone suddenly rang.

Unknown number.

He picked up the answer in confusion until a formulaic and unfamiliar notification came over there.

"Mr. Huo, we are the central hospital here. Your mother Qiu Ran was sent to the hospital half an hour ago. She committed suicide by cutting her throat with a razor blade. Rescue efforts failed. She just passed away. You need to come to the hospital to sign a death certificate."