Chapter 187: Chapter 187: Please Let Go, It’s All Ivana Monroe’s Fault
Jean Shaw didn’t have any serious issues but insisted on occupying a hospital bed for a night, asking Michelle Monroe to get a whole bunch of medicine from the doctor, which surprised the doctor.
"These minor injuries just need some antibiotics, take them at home and it will be fine." The doctor had seen patients and families request less medication, but never someone who demanded excessive medication.
This prescribed medication costs money! What a shameful waste.
"My mother’s injuries aren’t minor. She’s been lying in bed shouting that her face hurts, her chest hurts, her whole body feels uncomfortable. You have to prescribe medicine that works from inside out, head to toe. Our family isn’t short on money."
Michelle’s words were displeasing to the doctor.
"Even if you’re not short on money, you shouldn’t waste it!"
"Waste it if we want; what’s it to you? You’re just a doctor, just responsible for prescribing medicine. Since when do doctors meddle in so many matters?"
"I’m meddling?"
"What? You want to argue with me? Believe it or not, I’ll file a complaint against you! Patients request medication, you’re not prescribing it, you’re bitterly attacking wealthy patients and their families."
The doctor was infuriated by Michelle Monroe, it was rare to see such unreasonable and slanderous families.
"Fine, I’ll prescribe it all for you."
The doctor stopped arguing. If she wanted to spend her money, he would fulfill her wish.
Michelle Monroe got the dozen or so kinds of medicine she wanted, and helped Jean Shaw out of the hospital.
Jean Shaw and her daughter arrived home. As they opened the door, the house was filled with a choking smell of cigarette smoke.
Jean Shaw coughed from the smoke and saw Caleb Monroe sitting on the sofa smoking, her face darkened: "Aren’t you out there having fun with your little mistress? You still know to come home?"
Even Michelle Monroe, who was an experienced smoker, felt her eyes stinging from the smoke. She heard her mother speaking and looked slightly disapproving, gentle and weakly said: "Mom, since Dad’s back, don’t say anything to him."
Jean Shaw knew Michelle was speaking on Caleb’s behalf, trying to reconcile her and Caleb, but was it possible? She had begged Caleb, begged him not to divorce her, begged him to leave her some dignity.
Was it effective?
The little mistress outside was pregnant, Caleb Monroe had set his mind on marrying her, afraid Jean Shaw might harm that shameless woman, even hid the woman away.
If Jean found her, she’d surely kill that shameless home breaker.
Caleb Monroe glanced at Jean Shaw and showed an expression of disgust in his eyes as he extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray, then stood in front of Jean Shaw, seeing her scratched face like a clown, he was extremely repulsed.
"Jean Shaw, you really have no shame, what qualifications do you have to vie for the old man’s assets?"
Caleb Monroe already knew? Who leaked it to him?
Was it Ivana? Or Adelaide? Or maybe Kimberly, or Sylvia?
Jean Shaw and Michelle Monroe’s expressions changed.
After a moment, Jean Shaw laughed, sarcastically looking at Caleb Monroe: "We haven’t divorced, I’m still your wife, Michelle Monroe is still your daughter, why wouldn’t I be qualified to fight for it?"
Caleb Monroe suddenly grabbed Jean Shaw’s throat, his temper was violent: "I warned you repeatedly not to go to the Monroe family’s old house and provoke the old man. You’re a selfish and malicious woman, wanting to harm the old man for money?"
This malicious old woman, he was blind back then, couldn’t see her true face.
Now seeing her, Caleb felt as disgusted as seeing a green-headed fly. He was foolish back then, swallowing down this repulsive fly, he swallowed it for so long.
Jean Shaw’s throat hurt from the grip, she felt she was suffocating, her hands flailing non-stop: "Caleb... let... let me go..."
Michelle Monroe panicked, begged Caleb: "Dad, this has nothing to do with mom, it’s all Ivana’s doing. Ivana stirred up this dispute over the assets because her company is failing, and she needs the funds, so she thought of Grandpa’s assets. Mom fell for Ivana’s trap and went to Grandpa’s old house!"
Michelle was adept at shifting blame.
Tears streamed down Michelle Monroe’s face: "Dad, please release your hold! If you keep squeezing, mom really will die. Mom and I have already been bullied terribly at the old house by Ivana and the others. Mom was even taken to the hospital by ambulance yesterday, you can’t treat mom like this anymore! If you accidentally kill mom, you’ll go to jail!"
Caleb Monroe knew the strength he held, he never planned to really kill Jean Shaw, going to jail for such a woman was not worth it.
Caleb Monroe released his grip from Jean Shaw’s neck, frowned and asked Michelle: "What you’re saying is true? Ivana started it? It wasn’t you two who went to the old man and demanded to split the assets?"
Seeing Caleb Monroe believe most of it, Michelle nodded vigorously: "If Dad doesn’t believe me, I can call Auntie now and let her tell you directly."
Caleb Monroe was skeptical: "Go ahead!"
Michelle Monroe lowered her head, took out her phone, and opened the touch screen. She dialed Sylvia Monroe’s number with a slight flicker in her eyes.
Caleb Monroe suddenly reached out and snatched Michelle’s phone, pressed the hang-up button, his face shadowed: "The old man has favored Ivana for so many years, yet this ungrateful thing did something so heinous."
Jean Shaw’s throat itched from the chokehold, she coughed urgently, hearing Caleb berate Ivana, she felt relieved, and began sobbing heartrendingly once again.
"I’m truly pitiful! At this age, my husband wants a divorce, my second, third, and fourth family members are all laughing at me, now even Ivana, the younger generation, comes to beat and bully me... Boo hoo... I’m so pitiful..."
Caleb Monroe listened to Jean Shaw’s distress and frowned. He had wronged her and even put his hands on her neck, realizing maybe he went a bit overboard.
Caleb spoke: "Enough, stop crying, I’ll make Ivana come and apologize."
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After having lunch, Ivana Monroe left the Monroe family’s old house, she received a call from Jacobs, stating that the person in charge from "Polly Fashion" came personally, wanting to discuss cooperation with Ivana Monroe, even though this time’s fashion show pieces all have partners, "Polly Fashion" still wants to talk about future collaborations.
The conditions offered by "Polly Fashion" were enticing, willing to pay fifty percent of the booking fee upfront.
This was extremely tempting for Ivana Monroe, who was short on money, and she knew "Polly Fashion" as it was recently ranked among the top ten fashion brands domestically.
Ivana left Timmy Monroe with Gavin Monroe, tomorrow is Sunday, Timmy can accompany his grandpa for another day and a half.
GK, office.
"Hello, Ms. Monroe, I am Allen, the chief director of Polly Fashion."