Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart
Chapter 1571: Skye Lawrence Gets Beaten

Chapter 1571: Chapter 1571: Skye Lawrence Gets Beaten

In the Hospital.

Nicholas Lawrence lay tired on the hospital bed, an IV drip attached to the back of his hand.

He had been strong all his life, but suddenly, lying on the hospital bed, he emitted a sense of vicissitudes.

’Creak—’ The door to the ward was pushed open.

Thinking it was his assistant returning, he asked with a hoarse voice, "Did you bring the report I asked for? Just put it on the desk. And bring back my laptop on your way back; I need to use it."

"Dad."

Nicholas’s voice came to an abrupt halt, and he suddenly opened his eyes wide, turning to look at the person who entered.

Skye Lawrence hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside, walked to the bedside, and placed the basket of fruit she brought on his nightstand. Her mouth moved, and she began, "I heard you were hospitalized, so I came to check on you. How is your health..."

She hadn’t finished her sentence.

Nicholas had already sat up, unexpectedly raising his hand to deliver a fierce slap across her face!

With the sound of a resounding slap, Nicholas’s deep voice rang out without a shred of mercy, "Get out!"

Not leave, but get out!

Not a single other word was used.

Skye was suddenly struck by the slap, covering her right cheek, standing in place, her heart as if pricked by a needle, "Dad, believe me, I really didn’t intend to do anything to the company. Just give me a little more time, just a little, and I will have finished what I need to do, I’ll make up for my mistakes. Then whatever you say about me, I won’t have any objections. Please believe me..."

Nicholas’s rugged face twitched fiercely, his eyes full of disappointment, complete disappointment, "I don’t need your belief, just go ahead and do whatever you want. Anyway, whatever I say now, you won’t listen."

"Dad..." Skye’s lips quivered.

Nicholas took a deep breath and let it out, "Get out! And from now on, stop calling me dad; I have no daughter like you."

A person who betrays the family, betrays their kin, is not his daughter!

"Leave. I don’t want to see you anymore."

It wasn’t ’get out,’ but it was more resolute than that.

He didn’t want to see her again!

Skye’s heart clenched tighter and tighter. She knew if she knelt and begged for forgiveness now, stopped what she was doing, perhaps she could salvage the father-daughter relationship of over twenty years. But her feet felt as if nailed to the ground, and after standing a long time, she still clenched her teeth and left.

Nothing she would say now would be of use; her dad would not forgive her until she completed her tasks and showed him the amends. She needed to believe that.

But until then, she must hasten to finish what she needed to do.

Despite everything, Skye still clenched her fists, an indescribable oppression in her heart.

She is the First Young Lady of the Lawrence Family, always the exemplary figure for socialites. From the time she was sensible, she has always been the pride of Nicholas, never treated this way before.

In just a few days, this was already the third slap she had received.

Why couldn’t Dad just believe her once?

Would it have been so bad to trust her one more time?

Was she really so untrustworthy?

Skye took several deep breaths, suppressing the uncomfortable emotions in her heart, and said with composure, "Dad, I’ll come to see you another day."

Before leaving, she didn’t forget to close the door behind her.

Once she reached the corridor outside the ward, she didn’t rush to leave but took out her phone to check the time.

9:30.

It had been over an hour, and Baron hadn’t called back yet.

Though disheveled, she was still the composed and elegant First Young Lady of the Lawrence Family. With cool calmness, she found the video saved on her phone, and the melody of a piano version of "Heart Rate" began to play. The pianist’s gaze was locked on one person from start to finish, her expression gradually growing colder...