The Rejected and the Pursued

Nine o'clock at night. Vivian was still sitting at her desk working on design drawings, preparing for the semifinals of the rookie competition. Her inspiration was interrupted by the piercing sound of her phone ringing. "Miss Taylor, Mr. Jones was in a car accident and is now being treated at St. John's Hospital…" Beau Jones was her fiancé. Wasn't he supposed to be on a business trip in Las Vegas? Why would he have a car accident in Blue City? Vivian's face changed, and she grabbed her phone and bag and rushed out. Vivian hurried to St. John's Hospital as fast as she could. She asked the nurse for the location of the surgery and quickly ran to the intensive care unit on the second floor. But when she saw the tall figure standing outside the surgery room, she froze. Jared Muller, the founder of Trajan and a super star of the business community in Blue City. "Mr. Muller, we are doing everything we can to resuscitate Miss Davis. Everything will be fine," the nurse comforted Jared. The nurse who was originally talking to Jared turned her head and saw Vivian standing there in a daze. "Miss Taylor? You finally came. Mr. Jones is being treated, and we need you to sign here…" the nurse called out. Jared turned his head, his ink-black and cold eyes staring at her. After looking at her face, he frowned slightly. This woman... seemed familiar to him. "I'm sorry I'm late. Where do I need to sign?" Vivian walked past Jared, pretending to be calm and trying to ignore his presence. He was also waiting in the emergency room. Did his relative also have a car accident with Beau? "Here." The nurse tapped on the spot where she needed to sign. After Vivian tremblingly signed her name, she looked up and saw Jared staring at her inexplicably. "How much longer does my fiancé's surgery have?" Vivian was very anxious. "I'm not sure. Mr. Jones is seriously injured." The nurse calmly answered her. Jared's aura was really too strong. She tried to move away, but as soon as she took two steps, the door of the surgery room was pushed open, and a blood-soaked doctor walked up to Jared. "Mr. Muller, Miss Davis is bleeding heavily and in critical condition, but she's seven months pregnant..." Jared's face darkened, his gaze coldly fixed on Vivian. "Miss Taylor, should your fiancé's child be…kept or not?" Vivian originally thought it was just a random traffic accident that happened to injure her boyfriend and Jared's fiancée. But now it seems that things are not as simple as she imagined. The woman who was in the accident with Beau is pregnant with his child? So, did Beau betray her? The news was like a bolt from the blue, almost knocking Vivian off her feet. Jared reached out to help her. "Miss Taylor, the child is waiting for you to make a decision. Will you keep it or not?" Jared's hand tightly squeezed her arm, his face cold as he looked at her. "Miss Taylor, time is of the essence. Please make a decision," the doctor urged. Vivian looked up at Jared. His face was dark and his cold eyes were terrifying. Vivian could understand his feelings because he, like her, had been betrayed. She couldn't be as magnanimous as him, but the child was a life. And it was Beau's child, the child of the man she had loved for many years. Vivian's nails were already embedded in her palms, but she gritted her teeth and prepared to speak. "I think..." "Do everything possible to save the mother and the child," the man interrupted her. … Four hours later, after the operation was over and Vivian had transferred Beau to the ICU ward, it was almost one in the morning. Looking through the glass at the man lying in the hospital bed, covered in gauze and tubes, she had no other thoughts except for feeling distressed and overwhelmed. Even now, she couldn't believe that Beau had betrayed her. If he hadn't had the accident with Barbara today, would she never have known that this man had betrayed her a long time ago? Beau, why do you hate me so much? "Mr. Mueller is looking for you, Miss Taylor," Jared's assistant Doug came to find her. Vivian glanced at Beau and followed Doug to the parking lot, where they approached a business car. "Miss Taylor, please." Doug opened the car door and invited her to get in. Vivian looked inside the car and saw Jared sitting there with cold eyes. Honestly, Vivian suddenly lost the courage to get in the car. "Do you need me to carry you in myself?" Jared looked at Vivian, who was standing outside the car and hesitating, and spoke in a low, indifferent tone. What was this woman dilly-dallying about? "No, Mr. Mueller, if you have something to say to me, you can say it now. I won't get in the car." Vivian resisted getting into his car. How many women in the entire Blue City wanted to get into Jared's car, even into his bed? But Vivian didn't want to. "Miss Taylor, please get in the car." Doug urged her. "Okay." Vivian knew that if she didn't get in the car, Jared wouldn't easily give up. Vivian sat down and Doug immediately closed the car door, returned to the driver's seat, and locked the door as if he was afraid she would run away. Vivian glanced at Doug speechlessly. "Mr. Muller, can we talk now?" Jared coldly spoke up, "your fiancé slept with my future wife, and now there's a car accident. How do you plan to compensate me?" "Mr. Muller, as you can see, your fiancé and my fiancé were in the accident together. Can I say that your fiancé seduced my fiancé? Could Davis be forced by anyone to do such a thing? Aslo, I am a victim!" Vivian was extremely angry. "you mean you want me to compensate you?" Jared raised his eyebrows. Women are always greedy.