Dump My Ex, Dive into Love with His Billionaire Uncle-Chapter 35 - Third Young Master Wants to Find Her

Chapter 35: Chapter 35: Third Young Master Wants to Find Her, Choosing Dresses Together

Chapter 35 -35: Third Young Master Wants to Find Her, Choosing Dresses Together

The temporary operating room was dimly lit, with a nearby instrument screen enlarging the surgical site, providing the best conditions for repair.

The doctor holding the surgical tools was startled, his hand slipped, which made Rose Woods, lying on the bed even under local anesthesia, feel pain, letting out a muffled groan.

“Madam, please step outside.”

The nurse reacted quickly, immediately blocking Jade Patel, who was about to come in.

“What’s going on?” Jade Patel stared at Bella Woods standing nearby.

“Madam, the surgery is still in progress. You haven’t put on a sterile gown, which can easily cause an infection in the patient. Please step outside, and then we can talk,” the nurse reminded.

Jade Patel lost her composure, “What kind of surgery is this? It’s a hymen repair surgery, and she’s still pure and innocent…”

“From the patient’s internal condition, her sexual activity is frequent, so the repair is complicated.”

The doctor performing the surgery became somewhat irritated by Jade Patel’s intrusion through the door, “Madam, if you don’t leave now, we won’t be responsible for any failure in the surgery or subsequent infection issues.”

Jade Patel was already stunned into silence by the phrase ‘frequent sexual activity’, being half-pushed out by the nurse.

“No, she…”

“Mom, let’s step outside first. Don’t harm my sister.” Bella Woods stepped forward, pushing Jade Patel out of the operating room.

As the operating room door closed again, Jade Patel realized and immediately slapped Bella Woods.

She hit so hard that her whole body was trembling, glaring at Bella Woods in resentment, “You, it’s you! You set up your sister. What a vicious heart you have!”

Bella Woods touched her face, which was burning because of the pain, and reminded Jade Patel, “Mom, the doctor made it clear. My sister’s sexual activity is frequent, so the repair is complicated.”

“Also, I didn’t set up my sister. It was her who begged me all night to let her have this surgery because she couldn’t go to the hospital alone and was afraid of being found out.”

“You, you… it’s you.” Jade Patel pointed at Bella Woods for a long time, unable to speak.

Her eyes frequently glanced at the door to the temporary operating room.

She couldn’t accept such a result.

The sky was falling.

Her pure and innocent daughter, the daughter who would become the Marshall Family’s Third Young Master’s wife in the future, how could she, why would she… need such surgery?

“Was it you?” Jade Patel came to realization, “Was it you who took Rose to some chaotic place, seducing her?”

Facing Jade Patel’s questioning, Bella Woods merely laughed mockingly, neither arguing nor responding.

She even pathologically enjoyed the pain brought by Jade Patel’s words.

The more painful it was, the more it numb her.

Numbed to the point where she would no longer care.

Not caring about parental affection would mean no emotional bonds.

“Talk! Did you lead your sister astray? Say something!”

Jade Patel screamed uncontrollably, grabbing Bella Woods’ arm and shaking her, forcing Bella Woods to admit it was she who led her pure daughter astray.

Bella Woods remained silent, just like a puppet, letting Jade Patel drag, tug, and hit her over and over.

She had become very wicked.

A very bad daughter and a very bad sister.

Rose Woods pleaded with her yesterday; she thought of negotiating with Rose Woods.

But after a night, she realized she didn’t have anything she desired.

She had a house, funding for studying abroad, and enough money to keep a handsome male prostitute.

All that was left was her qualification for a single exchange student spot she had competed for with others at school this year.

Having a devil-may-care attitude, she wanted her mother to see the true colors of her so-called high-society daughter who she thought she had raised with great expense.

She truly had become very, very wicked.

“Madam, madam.”

The butler hurriedly came in from outside, “Young Master Oliver is here!”

“What did you say?” Jade Patel immediately stopped her frenzy on Bella Woods and stared at the butler.

The butler glanced at Bella Woods, “Young Master Oliver said he’s here to take the young lady to try on the engagement dress.”

Bella Woods’ expression was calm as she brushed past the confused Jade Patel, “Aunt Cyan messaged me yesterday, saying I should go to try on the dress today.”

“Mom, do you still want to confront me about Rose? If you do, you’ll have to ask them to wait outside.”

Jade Patel’s face turned uglier upon hearing this.

She subconsciously wanted to raise her hand to discipline Bella Woods, but ultimately, she couldn’t bring herself to do it.

Let Oliver Hughes wait outside?

Impossible.

Moreover, Rose was still having surgery inside; if Oliver Hughes came in and found out about this, the consequences would be disastrous.

“Go clean up immediately, don’t keep Oliver waiting too long,” Jade Patel warned harshly.

“But Mom, weren’t you just forbidding me from leaving the house?”

“Bella Woods, don’t push your limits.” Jade Patel gritted her teeth.

“Oh, right, about what you promised—that after I appease Oliver Hughes, you’d arrange the house for me…” Bella Woods inquired, “Mom, do you still remember?”

Jade Patel glared at Bella Woods, her face turning from black to red, from red to purple, finally gritting her teeth, “Butler, go upstairs and bring down that stuff.”

The butler glanced at Bella Woods, not daring to delay, went upstairs to retrieve a document bag, and handed it to Bella Woods.

Bella Woods opened it. Inside were the property deed and the key to a password lock and other materials.

Bella Woods opened the property deed; it bore her name, only then she put everything away properly.

“Thank you, Mom,” Bella Woods thanked.

Jade Patel coldly reminded her, “Hurry and get ready, don’t keep Oliver waiting outside.”

“Okay, Mom.”

Bella Woods took off the sterile gown she was wearing and handed it to a servant, leaving with just the document bag in hand.

As she walked out the door, she could still hear Jade Patel throwing things and cursing her as a brute.

Bella Woods pressed down the sorrow in her eyes, forcing a smile.

She quickly walked out of the Woods Family home.

She immediately saw Oliver Hughes waiting by the car outside the community.

Oliver Hughes wore oversized black sunglasses, a cigarette between his fingers, dressed in the simplest white T-shirt and black jeans, with a black stud on his right ear sparkling in the sunlight.

Being in one’s youth was indeed a time of dazzling brilliance.

Instinctively, Bella Woods walked over to the passenger seat.

“Sit in the back, someone’s in the front.” Oliver Hughes reminded.

At the same time, the passenger seat window was rolled down, revealing Sienna Warren’s face, who smiled at Bella Woods with implied meaning, “Sorry, I’m used to sitting in the front seat.”

Bella Woods was aware that Sienna Warren had been bailed out by Holly Watson.

But she didn’t expect her to nonchalantly be with Oliver Hughes again.

“No problem.” Bella Woods kept her expression steady, sitting in the back seat.

Once Bella Woods closed the back door, Oliver Hughes tossed the cigarette to the ground, stepped on it with his limited edition sneakers, grinding it down forcefully, then returned to the driver’s seat and started the car.

The three of them in the car had nothing to say, the atmosphere was somewhat delicate.

Bella Woods sat in the back seat, sending a message on her phone to the handsome male prostitute: My fiancé came to take me to try on engagement dresses, brought along his female confidant, quite interesting.

Bella Woods: Tell me, how did his ‘good friend’ manage to reconcile with my fiancé?

Bella Woods: Coquettish? Unlikely, she’s a self-proclaimed modern woman, wouldn’t condescend to flirting with men. So what did she use?

Handsome Male Prostitute: Evidence of your affair.

This message was sent while Ashton Marshall was leaning back in his office chair.

Presently, dozens of high-level executives were giving a comprehensive report on the new quarter of the Marshall Clan Group.

Boring and without progress.

Ashton Marshall tossed his phone away, “End it.”

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The senior executive, who was enthusiastically presenting the second half of the Marshall Clan Group’s blueprints, froze on the spot, instinctively turning to the company’s major shareholders for help.

“President Marshall…”

“Hmm?”

Ashton Marshall’s mere glance swept the room; his naturally authoritative presence was enough to command the entire situation.

The other party immediately retracted.

Ashton Marshall stood up, grabbing his phone and leaving the conference room, and the assistant immediately conveyed, “President Marshall’s meaning is: You have one more day. If you bring these non-concrete things again, all of you can get lost.”

As the assistant caught up with Ashton Marshall, Ashton Marshall instructed, “Arrange a car.”

“President Marshall is going to…”

“My little nephew is trying on an engagement dress. Since I’m attending, might as well do some selecting together,” Ashton Marshall raised an eyebrow.

The assistant was left a bit stunned.

This suggests he’s planning to meet Oliver Hughes along with that future Young Mistress Hughes?