A Replacement Bride

Those dignitaries had sensitive statuses, and she didn't want to have much to do with

them. She wanted to continue stalling until she got a result with the experimental

medicine from Theodore's side.

Not only that, some at Fontan probably found out she had returned and might be looking

for hires to assassinate her.

Just thinking about it already gave her a headache.

"Are you not going to scram?" Katherine was running out of patience when she saw

Aberama snuggled up in his spot, having no intention of leaving.

"Wow, Kathy, hurtful much." The corner of his lips twitched. "Is this how you're supposed

to treat me when I've slain a goody-goody b*tch for you just now? Forget that you won't

even offer me refreshments, but you even want to kick me out right away."

To that, Katherine sneered impassively, and said, "Leave."

"Sigh, heartless. You heartbreaker… I don't want to go back just yet. My family's looking

for me. No doubt they want to fish out information about you from me. I'm sure you know

my grandma isn't doing good; her candle might actually be out soon. She wants to get a

hold of you immediately and see if you can prolong her life," said Aberama indifferently as

he sank into the couch.

At that, Katherine took a gander at him. "Do you not want to save her?"

"Huh, what for? Give her a few more years in life to torture me?" Aberama sneered as his

gaze turned cold.

Katherine wasn't familiar with the situation between the Ramons, so she didn't continue

the topic but only yawned and returned to her room with a cushion in her arms. "Make

your way to the guest room if you don't want to leave. I'm going to take a nap."

Seeing so, Aberama hurriedly chased after Katherine with brightly lit eyes; his tiredness

from earlier completely disappeared. "How do you concoct these medicine? Do you use a

cauldron for these? Katherine, are you Apollo reincarnated?"

Katherine stopped in her tracks as her hand froze on the doorknob while the corner of her

lips twitched.

It wasn't until after a long while that she turned around and looked at Aberama. "Spend

less of your time on those brainless video games. You aren't bright in the first place."

With that, she shook her head and went into her room.

Aberama suddenly felt exceptionally at ease as he looked at the shut door and smelled

the faint medicinal scent on the cushion in his arms.

Katherine just had this charm to her. As long as she was next to a person, even if she did

nothing, one could feel at ease.

Aberama didn't leave but went straight into the guest room, taking a nice, long afternoon

nap.

By the time Katherine woke up from her nap, she found a few missed calls on her phone.

Most of it was from Jorge, with a few unknown numbers in the mix, as well as a few texts.

She looked briefly at them and found that the texts were from Rosemary. The girl probably

called her with a different number when she realized Katherine had blocked her phone

number.

At that, Katherine clicked her tongue and blocked this number again before feeling that

the world had fallen back into silence once more.

After a yawn, she finally called Jorge.

"Dad, were you looking for me?" Her voice was hoarse yet gentle, and it was laced with a

hint of drowsiness from having just woken up, sounding inexplicably sexy.

Though originally livid, Jorge suddenly felt at ease upon hearing Katherine's voice. "Kathy,

are you okay? You said you were coming to visit me at the hospital, but I've been waiting

for you all day."

"Hmm, I'm with Joaquin right now. I'll go over a little later." Katherine pulled Joaquin out as

a buffer without a second thought.

Since the car crash, Joaquin barely ever showed himself in public, so it was impossible for

Jorge to know the truth.

Sure enough, the elder suspected nothing after hearing her words. "Is that so? You have to

get along with him, alright? I actually called to ask if you're able to take a look at the

budget for the sea bridge project the Levisays are doing. We're also planning on investing

in this project. If we can bag it for ourselves, then our crisis would be over."

Jorge's tone toward Katherine was one laced with sycophant, having no sign of his past

peremptory tone.

"I don't know much about that, but isn't Robert in charge of Levisay now? Why don't you

have Rosemary ask him, Dad?" Katherine asked with a feigned quandary.

"Don't talk to me about that wench!" Jorge hit the roof at the mention of the young

woman. "I must've sinned badly in my past life to have a daughter like her!"

Katherine smiled upon hearing Jorge's exasperation as her mood brightened considerably,

but she still soothed him gently. "Dad, Rosemary is still young. She might just be going

through a phase. Don't get agitated; take your time to lecture her. Madam Sutton's not

home now either. Who's going to take care of you if you fall ill from anger?"

Jorge's anger was successfully alleviated, feeling even more regretful for treating

Katherine the way he did back then. "Kathy, I'm sorry for treating you—"

"It's all in the past now, isn't it, Dad? We're family." Katherine cut her father off.

Jorge felt utterly remorseful, and he asked about Katherine's well-being a little more

before ending the call.

Katherine lowered her head and stared at her phone while her father's words rang in her

ears.

That man had clearly called to have her fish out information from Joaquin. Jorge was still

as hell-bent as ever on obtaining his benefits.

If he could abandon Elise and force her to her death without a second of hesitation back

then, then he could do the same thing to Lisa and Rosemary now too.