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Chapter 1128 It Was You Who Pushed Your Wife Into His Arms

Chapter 1128 It was You Who Pushed Your Wife into His Arms

Being reported by his own wife as a suspect, Anthony was probably the only one who had suffered

such a fate.

Chad, who enjoyed watching the excitement and didn't mind getting into trouble, hooked his arm

around Anthony's shoulder while whispering some sarcastic remarks in his ear. The two of them were

good buddies.

"When you were being investigated by us, your wife was taking care of that man in the hospital. Why

do I feel like you're becoming more and more like a bitter person?"

Anthony's face turned black and his lips were tightly pursed.

Chad covered his lips and chuckled, feeling quite happy. "Alright, I won't tease you anymore. Let's go

back and make a statement so we can finish up quickly and get you to the hospital."

Anthony's complexion only slightly improved after that.

Before leaving, he instructed Kane, "You don't have to follow me. You go to the hospital and watch over

Mavis."

"Understood."

Moore was in the operating room for a full three hours.

Mavis sat outside the door waiting, and Raymond also arrived after hearing the news. When he saw

the bloodstains on Mavis's clothes, he was taken aback.

"Mavis, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, this isn't my blood, it's Moore's blood. He's seriously injured," Mavis explained.

Raymond looked at the red light that lit up in the operating room and paced back and forth in front of

the door.

"Anthony is beyond ruthless! He's really going all out, he wants Moore's life. Mavis, he's such a

terrifying man. What are you still hoping to give him a chance to change for? Quickly sign the divorce

agreement, take my nephew and leave," Raymond urged.

Mavis kept her eyes lowered, the smell of blood still lingering around her. She remained silent.

Raymond was becoming frantic, pacing in front of her and continuing, "Last time, Anthony broke my

hand bone. I could see the murderous intent in his eyes. Mavis, if we weren't siblings, he probably

would have dealt with me just like he's doing to Moore."

He crouched down, his right arm still hanging in front of his chest, and could only gently place the palm

of his left hand on Mavis's knee as he earnestly advised her.

"Mavis, he doesn't care about laws and reason at all. Why bother talking to him about morality? I've

been at odds with him all along. If I anger him again one day, do you want to see me lying in the

operating room being rescued?"

He made Mavis's heart tremble with what he said.

Mavis reached out and touched his cheek, "I will never let this situation happen. Trust me."

Raymond shook his head and said, "You know Anthony's position of power in Crana. If I really anger

him and he starts coming after me, can you really stop him?"

Mavis fell silent.

"Mavis, don't hesitate anymore. Leaving as soon as possible is the most correct choice."

Mavis sighed, a trace of worry evident on her brow. "My mind is in turmoil right now. I feel like there's

something I haven't figured out yet. Let me think it over," she said.

She said so, and Raymond wisely stopped trying to persuade her. He sat down on the chair next to her,

waiting with her for Moore to come out of the operating room.

After more than half an hour, the red light in front of the operating room finally went off.

The door opened and a doctor came out, removing his sterile mask. Mavis and Raymond stood up

together to greet him.

Mavis asked anxiously: "Doctor, how is he?"

"Fortunately he was brought in time and there is no immediate danger to his life. However, he has

fractures in his right hand, both legs and ribs. We will need to see how well he recovers from this

before we can say if he will return back to normal."

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Mavis and Raymond fell into silence.

Moore had just finished surgery but still felt groggy from anesthesia as they pushed him into a regular

hospital ward. Raymond and Mavis took turns taking care of him throughout the night. At 8 pm,

Anthony left NIB and hurriedly rushed towards the hospital.

As Anthony walked down the hallway where Moore was hospitalized; from afar Kane could be seen

standing there which made Anthony frown, "Why are you outside? Didn't I tell you stay by Mavis's

side?"

Kane looked bitter, "I got implicated by you sir! Mrs. Callahan doesn't want me around anymore so she

told me not be seen within her line of sight."

"I sent you here because I'm worried about her safety not for surveillance purposes!"

Kane was shocked, "Do you believe what you're saying right now?"

Clearly, it was because he was worried that Mavis might be alone in the same room with Moore, and he

was afraid that Moore might take advantage of his injury to get closer to her. So, he was keeping an

eye on them, mobile surveillance in a way.

Kane said, "Do you know why Mrs. Callahan doesn't believe you?"

Anthony looked up, somewhat puzzled, at him.

"Because you always tell the truth when lying would be better, and you lie when telling the truth would

be wiser. Over time, Mrs. Callahan is probably finding it harder and harder to trust you."

Although Kane's words were blunt, they were brutally honest.

Unusually, Anthony didn't lose his temper. He simply replied, "Got it."

He walked past Kane and headed to the room where Moore was. He was about to knock, but the door

opened from the inside before he could.

Mavis was holding a glass of water, ready to refill it, and they bumped into each other.

Their eyes met, and the atmosphere grew heavy and tense.

Mavis closed the door behind her with her hand and was the first to break the oppressive silence.

"Have you finished with the deposition?"

"Yeah." Anthony nodded. "They still don't have any evidence yet though. Your report can only serve as

reference material at this point. Once they investigate further they'll let go if nothing comes up."

Mavis tightened her fingertips around the water cup and asked, "Don't you have anything to tell me?"

"What about you?" he asked back, "Don't you have anything to tell me?"

"Yes, I think you should apologize to Moore sincerely."

He sneered and let out a light scoff from his throat, "Apologize? Me?"

Her tone left Mavis somewhat speechless. "Whether you intended it or not, he's really badly injured. He

might even be left with a disability for the rest of his life. Are you not the least bit remorseful for nearly

ruining him?"

"Why should I feel remorseful?"

He found her argument irrational. "I didn't injure him, so I shouldn't bear that responsibility. On the other

hand, if I really did hurt him, with multiple fractures all over his body, facing the possibility of being

disabled for the rest of his life, do you think a mere apology can make up for such an ordeal?"

For Mavis, the key point of what he said was that he refused to apologize.

"You are simply unreasonable and hopeless. Raymond is right, I should keep my distance from a

terrible man like you."

With red eyes, she turned around and was about to leave.

Anthony grabbed her arm and blocked her path, "Where are you going?"

"You don't have to worry about it."

Mavis shook off his hand and walked away without looking back.

Anthony was about to chase after, when he heard Raymond's voice from behind.

"Moore has already revealed all the clues he knows. It was you who had someone kidnap and severely

injure him. You're so ruthless. You're the one who pushed my sister into Moore's hands. You deserve

this."

Anthony didn't know when Raymond came out. He stood by the door, staring at Anthony with a vigilant

and disgusted look on his face.

Anthony turned around and gave him a glance.

Raymond snorted and elaborated, "Don't you understand? Your marriage is over. My sister has

decided to take the blame for you, to make up for Moore's loss, take care of him until he recovers,

accompany him through rehabilitation and back to a normal life. She might even marry Moore and have

children with him."