After three years of marriage, Wendy Stewart was used to Michael Lucas's sarcastic remarks, his frequent threats about getting divorced, and even his indulgence of a mistress. She thought that she could bear with this her entire life, until she accidentally got pregnant with a child that Michael did not want. Finally despondent, Wendy signed the divorce agreement and left. She thought they could have parted ways forever, but Michael refused to stop looking for her after the divorce. When they met again, she was the world's top designer. Smiling sweetly at her ex-husband, she said, "My dear, we're already divorced." Michael simply stared at her coldly, "Tell me, what will it take for us to reconcile?"
Jake then picked up a pen and paper from the side and wrote down the attending doctor's phone number.
Jake was smart, and he had a great memory.
"I'll get someone to get in touch with this doctor immediately," Milo said.
"I'll call him first," Jake got down from his chair. Then, he picked up the phone next to Michael and began calling the doctor.
It was a pity that the call didn't go through.
Milo tried to cheer Jake up, saying, "Maybe he's busy now. A doctor can't pick up his call when he is busy with work. I'll get someone to get in touch with him. I will let you know the very moment I get in touch with him. All right?"
Jake nodded, frowning. He then sent a message to the doctor's phone, "Uncle Paul, I am Jake. Leah is in a bit of a situation with her health, and we need your help.
Please reply as soon as you see this message."
"How long would it take for you to research and develop an antidote to the poison?