This year's winter seemed to have arrived earlier than usual.
It was only early December, and the bleak, cold wind had already swept across every corner of the city overnight.
Within a large hospital in the city center...
Audrey couldn't believe that she, who just left the prison, ended up in the emergency room of the hospital in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, she was sitting in the corridor of the emergency room, wearing a black short-sleeve shirt that was inappropriate for this time of year. Her fair arms were covered with an array of bruises, making one imagine that her body under her clothes was probably in no better condition.
"Hss..."
A sudden, sharp pain shot through her head, forcing her to take in a cold breath involuntarily.
"The disinfection process can be a bit painful. Bear with it; it'll be over soon."
Noticing her furrowed brows, the young nurse who was treating her wounds spoke, "By the way, miss, have your family members arrived yet? Your medical bill has not been paid yet, I'm afraid..."
"I know. My... my husband should be here soon."
Audrey responded in a low voice. As soon as she spoke, she felt an oppressive aura approaching her side, enveloping her entire being in a shadow.
Before she could look up, a pleasant yet resonant male voice leisurely swept across her ears.
"Audrey?"
Hearing her own name called out, Audrey slowly raised her eyes. Greeting her sight was a young man of extraordinary temperament -
He was dressed in a silver-grey high-quality suit, and the black shirt beneath made him appear more elegant and indifferent. The buttons were all done up to his collar, tightly encompassing the man's robust physique.
As she casted her gaze slightly upwards, she unexpectedly met the man's eyes without any prior warning--
The man was exceptionally handsome; beneath his brows, full of heroic spirit, hid deep and serene black eyes, a high and straight nose, and pale, thin lips. The remarkable quality he exuded from head to toe left even her, who was used to seeing the high society figures, slightly stunned.
However, the first thing he uttered was her name. Could it be...
"Mr. Jenkins?"
Previously, when she had used the hospital's phone to call He Liancheng, she remembered he mentioned that her husband's surname was Jenkins on their marriage certificate. However, she couldn't quite recall his exact name.
The man subtly nodded, his indifferent gaze sweeping over the wound on her forehead and the combination of blue and purple bruises on her arm. A flicker of coldness unexpectedly flashed across his eyes as he turned his head and gave orders to his assistant, "Chris, settle the lady's medical bills first, then ensure her wound is taken care of. Make sure the necessary paperwork is completed afterward. You know what to do next, right?"
The man referred to as Chris was actually called Chris Hamilton. He was Charles's assistant and confidant. Having followed Charles for many years, he was the only one in the Jenkins family who knew about Charles's secret marriage to Audrey.
Immediately understanding, Chris nodded, "Yes Sir, I'm on it!"
With that, his broad figure headed out, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
"Mr. Jenkins, actually, I don't need to be hospitalized. Aside from these minor injuries on my forehead, I..."
Upon hearing the man instructing his assistant to arrange for her hospitalization, Audrey's eyebrows slightly knitted in worry as she immediately spoke up.
She was supposed to meet her previously unseen husband today to reclaim the marriage certificate that should have been in her possession, in the first place. Once she obtained this certificate, she could finally transfer all the shares left by her mother to her name.