Benard was shellshocked as he struggled to comprehend what he had just witnessed.
Only when he finally snapped out of his daze did Benard then end the video call, afraid that the scene might upset Zayn.
Unbeknownst to him, Zayn had already erupted in anger.
He flung his phone toward the wall, causing it to shatter upon impact.
"Mr. Giblo, please calm down. It could just be a misunderstanding…" Naya advised. "I'm sure Ms. Lierger isn't like that."
"She's exactly like that!" Zayn yelled. "Back when I was on the verge of death, I continued to search for her. Yet all she could think of was to sleep with Lucas! Now that I got injured from saving her, she even used the excuse of paying her respects to Dr. Feroma to rendezvous with him! How dare she! She…"
The more emotionally charged Zayn was, the more his head started hurting again. This time, it felt as if a hammer was splitting his head open.
Zayn held his head, gritting his teeth as his face slowly contorted into a grimace of pain.
"Mr. Giblo! Calm down! If you get overly agitated, you'll suffer a relapse! You have to try to calm yourself down…"
As much as Zayn wanted to control his emotions, he was far too distraught to do so. The veins on his forehead and hands popped, and before long, his nose and the wound behind his ear started bleeding too.
Naya was so scared that she immediately called Ellen. When the call failed to get through, she rang Nella up instead. "Ms. Gold, Mr. Giblo is suffering a relapse! Can you please bring Dr. Solova here?"
"How did that happen? I only just left—"
"I don't have time to explain! Hurry!"
"Okay, okay, I'll get someone to send Ellen over."
Then, Nella called her subordinates and told them to send Ellen to Southridge right away.
After which, she turned to her subordinate at the wheel and ordered him to turn the car around.
"I shouldn't have told him all that, " Nella mumbled guiltily. "I didn't think it'd affect him that much…"
"It's not your fault. All you did was provide the information. You haven't done anything wrong, " the subordinate reassured. "Who knows what sordid affair Carla and Sir Lucas have gotten up to? That must be what angered Mr. Giblo."
"In any case, I shouldn't have rushed it…" Nella groaned. "I may have dirt on Carla and can easily get rid of her, but doing so will only hurt Mr. Giblo! If anything happens to him, I'll never be able to live with myself…"
"With Dr. Solova around, he'll be fine."
"Drive faster!"
"Yes!"
Meanwhile, Southridge was once again in complete disarray. When Thompson heard that Zayn had suffered a relapse, his anxiety level got to an all-time high.
Just then, Nella arrived and allayed Thompson's fears with the assurance that Ellen was on her way. Immediately after, she rushed to help Naya take care of Zayn.
Even under such chaotic circumstances, she was calm and in control, truly the perfect woman to run the house.
Back at the villa, Benard was about to barge in when he heard an annoyed Carla speaking to Lucas. "We've put on this act for three days, haven't you had enough?"
"How is this an act?" Lucas whimpered. "You're my wife, and I'm your husband. You've taken care of me and showered me with love for three days. Is nothing real?"
"Wake up, Lucas!" Carla hollered. "If you hadn't captured Freda and the others and threatened me with their lives, I'd rather die than to put on this husband and wife act with you!"
"Carla, why are you treating me like this? You know how much I love you, don't you? Why must you continue to hate me so?
"Because you've changed! You used to be innocent and kind. What happened?" Carla asked, feeling both mentally and emotionally exhausted. "I know I was in the wrong. I shouldn't have agreed to your proposal, nor should I have toyed with your feelings. But it's time to let that go. We can't continue to make mistakes…"
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