Chapter 7 Jeremy Is in Trouble

• She exerted some force in that push, and my elbow happened to hit him right in the heart.
• She immediately realised the seriousness of the situation.
• "Jeremy! Are you okay? Don't scare me!"
• Jeremy's breathing became heavy and difficult. He looked up at her with a glare. "Do you think I'm okay?"
• Sierra acted decisively. "I'll help you inside the emergency room."
• Jeremy brushed her hand. "I'm not going to this kind of public hospital!"
• Sierra was so angry. Even with death looming, he still found fault with everything. This guy and Megan are a match made in heaven!
• "Get me those meds from over there, I'll feel better after taking it." Jeremy adjusted his breathing with effort and gestured towards the drawer inside the vehicle.
• Sierra swiftly grabbed the medication and made him swallow it, gently rubbing his chest to ease his breathing.
• "Feeling better?"
• Jeremy's complexion turned increasingly paler, his lips darkening, and sweat breaking out on his forehead.
• Nearby, Peter, who had been keeping watch, also noticed something was off and hurried over.
• Seeing Jeremy's expression in the car, he was visibly shaken. "What's wrong with Mr. Hoffman?"
• Sierra pulled out her phone and dialled the emergency ward, telling Peter, "He's having an episode! Keep an eye on him. I'll grab a doctor to give him a hand!"
• Peter nodded. "Hang in there, Mr. Hoffman!"
• Sierra hadn't realised her shove could've nearly sent Jeremy straight to the afterlife.
• After pulling through an acute heart attack, he needed a week in the hospital.
• Sierra stood outside the room, feeling a bit nervous to go in.
• She was feeling guilty, but what was done was done, she had to face it head-on.
• Just as she was about to push the door, Sierra caught Peter saying from inside, "Sir, I've sorted your hospital stay out. No information will get out."
• Jeremy added, "And let's keep Grandma out of the loop too."
• Sierra's grip on the door handle tightened a tad.
• His refusal to go to public hospitals was because of his status. Being the CEO of a big-shot listed company, if word got out about his health issues, it would wreak havoc on the company.
• Sierra felt even more uneasy.
• Peter swung the door open and came face to face with Sierra, who was keeping her head down.
• "Madam, are you going in?"
• Initially, he hadn't thought much of Sierra. He found her unattractive and average in every way, not exactly Mr. Hoffman's type.
• But the way she kept her cool and fearlessness when Mr. Hoffman got into trouble just now made Peter see her in a new light.
• Sierra nodded and stepped into the ward.
• Jeremy was seated on the bed, his fingers gliding over a tablet as numbers danced before him.
• As Sierra came closer, he acted like he didn't notice.
• "Our VIP ward here is pretty tight on privacy. Besides patients, only hospital staff can get in. They're strict even with family visits, gotta check IDs first."
• Jeremy said slowly, "So what? Doesn't change the fact that they've let you, an annoying fly, in."
• Sierra was left speechless. She decided to let it go. Today's events were her fault, she'd endure it!
• "Sorry, I pushed you so hard just now. My bad," she apologised.
• Jeremy didn't even lift his head. "I know your hospital director. What if I give him a call and get you fired?"
• Sierra's eyes widened in fear, staring at him intently.
• Jeremy did indeed have considerable influence in the Baycrest.
• She couldn't afford to lose this job.
• "What do you want?" she asked, swallowing her frustration.
• Jeremy set aside his tablet, his face expressionless. "It's simple: divorce."
• Sierra lowered her gaze, lost in thought.
• Divorce would mean her father might come up with some scheme to squeeze out her last remaining value.
• But if she didn't agree, she'd lose her job. She was just two months away from finishing her internship. She couldn't afford to throw away all her hard work.
• "Fine, let's divorce. But I have two conditions."
• Jeremy rolled his eyes with a hint of scorn. "Just say how much." All he knew was money.
• Sierra shook her head in disbelief. Seriously, does he think everyone is just chasing after money?
• Such a typical businessman!
• "You persuade your grandma," she said.
• Jeremy nodded confidently. "Sure thing."
• "And one more thing, we can't announce it to the public for another three months."
• Jeremy furrowed his brow. Another three months? What is she scheming this time?
• "It won't work."
• He couldn't bear to make Megan wait another two months.
• "Why not?" Sierra asked.
• Shouldn't it be her turn to ask why he suddenly changed his mind and insisted on it this time? If he truly had a compelling reason, she would understand, but if not, she saw no need to keep backing down.
• Jeremy gazed into Sierra's clear eyes, so pure that they seemed untouched by any impurity.
• His deep gaze made her cheeks inexplicably flushed.
• "If you can't come up with a convincing answer, then sorry, but the three-month deal stays," Sierra said, turning her face away to avoid meeting his eyes.
• Jeremy narrowed his eyes, focusing on Sierra's stubborn profile.
• "Do you realise who you're talking to, Sierra?" His arrogant tone was getting on her nerves.
• Sierra smirked as she locked eyes with him and quipped back, "Of course I know. You're the infamous Mr. Hoffman, rumoured to not even make it to thirty and can't do bed activity."