Hiding Behind Her Superficiality novel Chapter 673

Chapter 673 Not That Simple
“I don’t have much to say. I genuinely hope you refrain from troubling my wife any
further, and I sincerely hope you fully comprehend the consequences of your actions,”
Callum stated.
“What do you mean by that?” Slevin raised an eyebrow.
“It’s simply the literal meaning.”
“Since that’s the case, I’m sorry to disappoint you. If Miss Lynwood refuses to
cooperate with me, I cannot guarantee that nothing untoward might happen.”
After hearing this threat, Callum sneered coldly and said, “In that case, I’m intrigued to
see what you’re capable of and what you can do.”
Suddenly, Slevin slammed the table and swiftly rose to his feet. Instantaneously, a
wave of tension swept through the room, casting an atmosphere thick with unease
and apprehension. After a momentary pause, he gradually released his tightly
clenched hand, his voice resonating with a chilling undertone that he forcefully
restrained. “Mr. Winthrop, if you are willing to cooperate with me, I assure you that I
have no intentions of causing any harm or taking any adverse actions toward you.”
“My wife has made it clear that she won’t cooperate.”
“Fine then. Escort Mr. Winthrop out.”
Following his words, Slevin gestured to the person beside him, prompting an
immediate response as someone stepped forward with a humble demeanor, bowing
respectfully while speaking, “Mr. Winthrop, our CEO requests that you leave.”
Afterward, Callum responded with a cold, contemptuous snort before turning on his
heel and resolutely walking away.
Meanwhile, Slevin watched his departing figure and an inexplicable sense of
foreboding welling up within his heart. “Why do I feel like this man is not as simple as I
imagined?”
However, his assistant beside him smiled faintly and said, “Mr. Damazio, I think you’re
overthinking. You’ve investigated his background, and he’s just the CEO of a
corporation.”
“Does his attitude of coming here today and threatening me seem like that of an
ordinary CEO?”
After hearing this, the assistant was stunned into silence, entirely at a loss for words.
Then, he asked, “Are you suggesting this man has another identity?”
“While the situation remains unclear, I strongly sense there is more to him than meets
the eye. I suggest conducting further investigation to delve deeper into his
background.”
Then, the assistant nodded in compliance and slipped out of sight.
…
Meanwhile, Yelena stood at the doorstep of the Damazio Residence. She hesitated,
her hand tentatively hovering before the door as she was unable to gather the
courage to knock. Since she had previously left on her own volition, she wasn’t sure
how Simone would react to her return.
Nevertheless, Yelena summoned her courage, knowing it was imperative for Hank’s
safety, and firmly knocked on the door.
This time, it was not Simone who answered the door but the Damazio Family’s nanny
instead. “May I ask who you’re looking for?”
Yelena hesitated momentarily and then asked, “Is Hank here?”
After hearing this, the nanny’s expression immediately turned wary, and she queried,
“What business do you have with Mr. Damazio?”
Yelena lowered her head and stammered, “I… I am concerned about his safety, so I
came to see him. Can you let me in?”
“Miss Sullivan, I understand why you’re here, but I’m sorry. Mr. Damazio is not
available to receive guests at the moment.”
The nanny recognized her, recalling when Yelena and Hank were in a relationship and
he had brought her home on previous occasions. However, he had explicitly instructed
the nanny not to disclose his situation to Yelena, leaving her with no alternative but to
comply with his wishes.
“Please. I just want to see him once and promise that as long as he’s safe, I’ll leave
immediately.” Yelena’s heartfelt plea tugged at the nanny’s heart.
“Miss Sullivan, I implore you not to make things difficult for me. This isn’t appropriate.
You two have already broken up, so please stop entangling each other. Moreover, Mr.
Damazio’s words were quite harsh then, and I couldn’t help but feel sorry for you.” The
nanny was unwilling to witness this kind-hearted girl being repeatedly hurt, so she
offered her sincere advice to Yelena and urged Yelena to leave.
“Madam, please believe me. I promise that I will leave immediately after seeing him.”
Yelena was aware that her actions might seem foolish to others, but she couldn’t find
peace within herself until she witnessed Hank’s well-being with her own eyes.
Nonetheless, the nanny could do nothing but lower her voice and secretly tell Yelena
the truth.
“Actually… Mr. Damazio is critically ill now and receiving treatment at the hospital, so
he’s not at home. I can’t help you even if you come to me.”
Yelena’s eyes widened in disbelief as she processed the information. “What? Is his
condition truly that serious?”
“Miss Sullivan, I genuinely don’t have any further information to provide, no matter
how much you inquire. That’s all I can share.” After saying this, the nanny’s heart sank
as she realized she had broken her promise to Simone and Hank by revealing the
situation to Yelena.
“Can you tell me which hospital he’s in?”
“I can’t disclose that.”
Yelena’s mind raced as she recalled why she had left the Damazio Residence.
However, in light of this newfound information, her first instinct was to reach out to
Elspeth. Accordingly, she briefly explained her current predicament to Elspeth, hoping
that her friend would lend a hand in locating the hospital where Hank was receiving
treatment. Within moments, Elspeth found the hospital and promptly shared its
location with Yelena.
As Yelena arrived at the hospital, she discovered that Hank had been informed about
her knowledge of his address. Consequently, he had instructed the people at the
entrance not to allow her inside his room. Desperate, she pleaded fervently at the
door. “Please, let me in. I want to see Hank. I need to know his condition. Why is he
critically ill?”
Meanwhile, Simone stood at the door, her appearance marked by exhaustion and
noticeable weight loss due to the recent upheavals she had endured. Then, she
uttered, “Yellie, it’s not that I refuse to let you in. It’s Hank who doesn’t want you to
come inside.”
Despite the discouraging situation, Yelena refused to give up. Her determination
shone through as she pleaded, “Please, just let me in to see him. Perhaps with
Elspeth’s assistance, I can help with his condition.”
If it were in the past, Simone might have entertained some expectations, but she had
come to realize that her son’s illness was not as straightforward as Yelena believed.
Hence, she explained, “Yellie, let me be honest. Hank’s condition isn’t simply a result
of an epidemic as he hasn’t been infected. It’s an inherited disease within our family,
passed down every third generation. Unfortunately, it’s his turn this time.”
Nonetheless, Yelena found herself utterly taken aback by the revelation, leaving her
rooted to the spot, frozen in disbelief. “What? An inherited disease?”
“The Damazio Family carries a hidden hereditary disease that surfaces once every
three generations. Those afflicted with the disease do not live past the age of 25.
Their bodies begin to deteriorate at 24, experiencing gradual aging and eventual
organ failure. When I gave birth to Hank, I underwent thorough examinations, and
there was no indication of any issue. I cannot fathom why it has suddenly appeared
now. Regrettably, there is no known treatment for this disease. So, Yellie, it was for
your well-being, regardless of the reasons that Hank broke up with you. I hope you will
understand and refrain from coming to see him any further, allowing him to find peace
of mind in his difficult circumstances.”
Suddenly, Yelena’s emotions overwhelmed her, and she couldn’t hold back the tears
that welled up inside. “Mrs. Damazio, if things are as you’ve described, I cannot bring
myself to break up with him.”