Chapter 481 Mr. Zackary Felt Heartbroken for Ethan

Holy shit!

Lyman was so angry he was about to jump up. This Zackary, he actually dared to throw him out?!

The blind man, he was truly beyond help!

Originally, the bodyguards were wary of Lyman's identity and didn't dare to lay a hand on him. But now, with Zackary's orders, they all attacked him simultaneously.

Lyman's skills were not particularly impressive to begin with. Surrounded by so many bodyguards and having to protect Penelope, he simply couldn't hold out for long.

Eventually, he and Penelope were forcibly evicted from the Silverybay Estates villa.

Seeing Penelope's face filled with worry, Lyman couldn't express how guilty he felt.

It was all his fault. He was always lazy during practice. He, along with Wilton, Zackary, and Everett, trained under Jayden. But those three were each more skilled than the last, only he...

Ah, it's better not to mention it.

In the past, Lyman felt that his skills were more than enough to get by in Sea City. Now, he couldn't even stand up for Penelope, and he regretted the precious time he had wasted.

"Penelope, don't worry. Once Aunt Cornelia has saved our mother, I'll go find her. She'll break Zackary's legs and get our Ethan back!"

"Mom... what happened to Aunt Chelsea?"

"Mom..."

After hearing Penelope's words, Lyman belatedly realized that he had let something slip. He quickly covered his mouth, fearing that she would worry. However, seeing his reaction, she became even more concerned.

She grabbed his hand anxiously, "Lyman, speak up! What exactly happened to Aunt Chelsea?"

"Just now, our mom suddenly vomited blood and her heart stopped. But don't worry, Penelope, with Aunt Cornelia here, our mom will be fine!"

Coughing up blood, cardiac arrest...

Penelope felt a severe pain in her heart, her stomach, which had just calmed down for a while, started to hurt hysterically again. It hurt so much that she didn't know whether to clutch her chest or her stomach.

Seeing Penelope in this state, Lyman really wanted to slap himself hard.

Afraid that Penelope would become more anxious, he quickly pulled out his phone and began to call Isabella.

"Penelope, please don't be upset. When I came over just now, Aunt Cornelia said mom would be fine! If you don't believe me, I'll call Isabella and you can listen, our mom must have already turned the corner by now!"

As Lyman was speaking, the call had already connected, "Lyman, what are you looking for me for?"

"Isabella, how is my mom now? Has she already out of danger?"

"Let me tell you a secret, Aunt Chelsea was vomiting blood clots, but she will be fine. My mom said that Aunt Chelsea would wake up tomorrow. You must not tell this to Lola, that white lotus, I'm afraid she will make a fuss again! Even Dalton was not told by my mom about Aunt Chelsea's imminent awakening!"

"It's good that my mom was okay."

Lyman hung up the phone with a beaming smile, "Penelope, did you hear that? Our mom is about to wake up! Once she does, our dad will believe that you are my real sister, and that Lola, that piece of fly shit, will never be able to cause trouble again!"

"Mm!"

Penelope nodded vigorously, her eyes starting to well up uncontrollably again. The mist in her eyes was thick, and with a blink, tears would form and roll down.

Upon hearing this news, Penelope was truly happy.

She hadn't dared to hope that she could be recognized by Chelsea and her daughter, but she still hoped that she could recover quickly, be healthy, and live a worry-free life until a hundred years old.

It was wonderful, even if her life was short, Penelope would have a mother to love her.

However, she felt a faint pain in her heart. She was loved by her mother, but how much more painful it would be when Chelsea found out about her illness, even watching her leave the world!

In this world, it's always hard to have it both ways!

Penelope was really, really worried about Ethan's condition, but Zackary wouldn't let her see him. Even if she lingered at the entrance of Silverybay Estates, she couldn't see her darling.

Moreover, her body really couldn't withstand the gale today. She was afraid that she would fall forever before she even saw Ethan. Therefore, she heeded Lyman's advice and returned to the small apartment to rest first.

Penelope knew that Zackary was the most ruthless towards her, he wouldn't easily let her see Ethan. All she could do was hope that when Chelsea woke up the next day, after she revealed the truth, considering she was the daughter of his Aunt Chelsea, she would allow her to see Ethan.

Given Zackary's character, he was convinced that Lola had saved his life twice, regardless of her own safety. Even if he knew she wasn't the real daughter of the Hilliard family, or even if he knew that she was the one who hurt Chelsea, he would probably still treat her like a treasure in his palm.

He would still let her be Ethan's mother, hand her the knife, and let her brutally torture Ethan.

The more Penelope thought about it, the more upset she became. Her slightly long nails pierced the flesh of her palm, but she was completely unaware.

What should she have done to allow her Ethan to forever escape from the clutches of Zackary and Lola?

After Penelope and Lyman left, Zackary quickly headed upstairs to Ethan's room.

The doctor had already given him a thorough examination, his body was not seriously ill, it was just because he was too weak, coupled with excessive worry, that he suddenly fainted.

Overthinking...

After hearing the doctor's words, Zackary couldn't help but furrow his brows. How could such a little brat learn to overthink?

"Zackary, don't worry, our Ethan will get better soon," Lola said softly to Zackary, like a pansy conveying its message.

Seeing his brows furrowed deeply, she reached out, intending to smooth the wrinkles between his brows. However, before she could touch his forehead, he had already subtly maintained a cold distance from her.

"Lola, you go out first."

Lola didn't want to go out, she wanted to cuddle and lift him up high. Moreover, she really repelled him getting close to Ethan, she didn't want to give him the opportunity to cultivate a father-son relationship.

However, upon meeting his eyes, as cool and refreshing as ice, she couldn't help but tremble in her heart. She still didn't have the courage to continue staying in this room.

She flashed a brilliant and generous smile, "Alright, Zackary, I'll go down to the living room. You keep Ethan company. If you need anything, just call me."

Not receiving any response from Zackary, Lola didn't feel disappointed. She gracefully turned around and quietly walked towards the door.

After only he and the unconscious Ethan were left in the room, the chill on Zackary gradually subsided.

He reached out and gently grasped Ethan's hand.

"Stupid... Ethan."

Having gotten used to calling him "stupid cripple", suddenly calling him by his name, Zackary's voice sounded indescribably awkward.

"Get well soon."

Seeing Ethan in this state, Zackary was worried and heartbroken. However, he was not accustomed to expressing his feelings, and could only speak in a stern and blunt manner.

Seeing Ethan's pale face, cold sweat seeping from his forehead, he raised his other hand, intending to wipe the sweat beads off his forehead.

However, just as his hand touched his forehead, Ethan slowly opened his eyes.