My Ex-Husband Always Knew That I Had Cheated on Him

Chapter 386: Chapter 378: Rotten to the Core! (Part 2)

"It’s precisely because it’s so dangerous that I want to stay with you. You said it yourself, Seventh Uncle is the last person in this world you care about. So how can Seventh Uncle not be by your side at this time?"

"Silly girl, Seventh Uncle has already lived to such an age, over 70 this year, has long lived enough and seen everything in this world. What else can’t be let go?"

Seventh Uncle walked over and tenderly patted Selene Wilson’s head.

"...Okay."

Selene Wilson instantly choked up, with nothing more to say, only nodding and uttering an ’okay’.

Because she knew, since Seventh Uncle said so, no matter what she said, he wouldn’t leave.

"Miss, it’s getting late, you should rest early. Since Chloe Simpson has agreed, I’ll immediately find a few people to act now and monitor her side 24/7." Seventh Uncle glanced at the time.

"Mm, you should rest early too, Seventh Uncle." Selene Wilson nodded.

That night, Selene Wilson had a rare good dream.

She dreamed that Caleb Sterling wasn’t dead, dreamed that they walked happily together and even got married.

They had a pair of twin daughters, very, very beautiful.

Their eyes were particularly large, especially pretty, very much like Caleb.

In the dream, she smiled so happily that she cried tears of joy.

Until she opened her eyes and woke up, realizing it had all just been a dream.

"Caleb, if this were true, how wonderful it would be. If you were still alive now, we should have children by now, right?"

She wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and looked up at the sky in the distance.

At this moment, her phone rang.

"Are you awake? I’m coming over to pick you up now."

The call was from Alexander Johnson.

Ever since Alexander Johnson was driven out of the Johnson Clan Group, he had been particularly good to her.

Punctually picking her up from work, they practically dated every day.

On days off, he’d take her out to play.

In the eyes of outsiders, the two of them seemed just like a pair of golden couple, made for each other, deeply in love.

Selene Wilson knew very well the reality of it.

Wasn’t it just that Alexander Johnson needed to build a persona now?

He needed to create the image for the Johnson Clan Group as a good Zimmer family eldest young master and heir?

Selene Wilson forced a smile, responding against her heart: "Okay, I’ll be right down."

Selene Wilson quickly washed up, put on light makeup, and directly headed downstairs.

It was just for work, not some important occasion, and facing Alexander, she didn’t need to dress up meticulously.

If Caleb hadn’t been there before, she might have been inclined to put on makeup.

But now, she had no interest in anything related to Alexander.

No, to be more precise, for the Johnson Family and the Wilson Family, aside from hatred, there was nothing else.

On the way to the hospital to work, Neil Johnson told her there’d be a charity gala in three days, needing her and him to attend together.

He said the charity gala was organized by the Seraphall Red Cross, with the Johnson Family, being the biggest donor from previous charity auctions, as the main focus.

"Alright."

Selene Wilson nodded nonchalantly, but in her mind, her little calculations were firing quickly.

A charity gala, huh? Perfect!

The Johnson Family is once again the main focus, couldn’t be better!

Having just agreed, she immediately took out her phone to text Chloe Simpson.

[In three days, there’s a charity gala. Listen to my instructions and start the plan then.]

Chloe Simpson frowned when she received the message.

Didn’t expect it to be so soon.

[What exactly do I have to do?] she replied.

[You don’t need to know now. When the day comes, I’ll send someone to pick you up. I’ll be at the charity gala, I’ll tell you then.]

Selene Wilson looked at Alexander Johnson beside her, revealing none of her plan.

After all, the opponents were the Johnson Family and the Wilson Family, so everything had to be cautious.

[Okay.]

Chloe Simpson knew there was no point in asking further.

Selene Wilson wouldn’t tell her, she simply replied with ’okay.’

She recalled the task she promised Selene Wilson.

Since it was a charity gala, the target must be Alexander Johnson, not Lucas Hughes.

After all, even if Lucas Hughes is the youngest medical doctor and chief physician in Kyohai City now, it’s not enough for him to qualify for a charity gala.

Realizing it’s not Lucas Hughes, Chloe Simpson subconsciously sighed in relief.

Facing anyone else would be far better than facing that psychopath Lucas Hughes.

In the following three days, Chloe Simpson even specifically checked what she needed to prepare for attending the charity gala.

Generally, how charity galas are held, who attends them, and what the process is.

She researched everything thoroughly.

Firstly, wearing an evening gown is a must, but an evening gown is expensive.

Chloe Simpson pondered and decided not to buy one.

Selene Wilson mentioned she’d send someone to pick him up, and she didn’t have to worry about anything.

Assuming that’s the case, Selene Wilson should have prepared everything in advance.

She just needed some basic understanding.

However, because of her injury for these three days, she stayed in the hospital room, didn’t have to work or go on duty.

It was rather leisurely; after all, with nothing else to do, browsing through was harmless.

Due to Selene Wilson, Lydia Brooks also didn’t dare cause trouble anymore.

Chloe Simpson rarely experienced a few days of comfortable life.

It seemed she hadn’t lived so peacefully for a long, long time.

Ever since marrying Lucas Hughes, there was always some commotion happening.

Her only regret was that her mom was no longer there.

If her mom could be there during these blissful times, how great it would be.

Happy days are always brief; soon, three days had passed.

On the day of the charity gala, at 6 p.m., Selene Wilson sent someone to pick her up.

The charity gala starts at 8 p.m., Selene Wilson had her picked up at 6 p.m. for preparation.

Indeed, the dress, makeup artist, jewelry, everything was prepared by Selene Wilson in advance.

Chloe Simpson only needed to act like a human mannequin, sitting there waiting for people to dress her up.

Even a highly professional makeup artist took an hour and a half.

After makeup, Chloe Simpson unintentionally raised her head, seeing her reflection in the mirror, was taken aback.

Indeed, clothes make the man.

In this form, she barely recognized herself.

Instinctively touching her face, a thought suddenly crossed her mind.

Her biological parents should be quite good-looking too.

Thinking about her biological parents, Chloe Simpson had once fantasized about finding them.

However, this fantasy wasn’t very deep.

After all, Emily Sterling gave her the greatest love in the world.

Thinking of Emily Sterling, she remembered that car accident.

The vivid red scene and the hatred buried deep in her heart surged up instantly.

Mom! I will surely find the killer who murdered you and avenge you!

She firmly clenched her hands, her nails digging bit by bit into her flesh.

At that moment, her phone buzzed; it was a message from Selene Wilson.

[You’re at the charity gala now, come to the lounge to find me. I’m in the lounge.]

[Alright!]

After replying, Chloe Simpson headed straight for the lounge, not even pausing for a moment.

After all, it wasn’t a place meant for her.

If it weren’t for Selene Wilson, she might never attend such a party in her lifetime.

And this would likely be the only time.

So regardless of how luxurious or wonderful the gala might be, it had nothing to do with her.

Chloe Simpson quickly headed to the lounge, and once there, she knocked.

But after several knocks, no one opened the door, and there was no response from inside.

"Anyone there?"

Chloe Simpson asked again, knocked on the door, and still got no response, so she directly pushed the door and walked in.

Just as she entered, before she could see if there was anyone in the lounge, a force suddenly struck the back of her head.

Her vision went black, and she passed out.