Journey to Happy Ending

Chapter 242 Indulging In Her Illusion (Part Three)

"Yes, I'm sure. Are you doubting me?" Tom sighed again. He looked away, and tried to suppress his

urge to burst into laughter; In Edward's eyes, it looked like Tom was feeling bad to tell him the truth.

That was it. Everything was going offtrack, and none of it went as they had expected.

"No, I completely believe you, and that's why I'm done for." Edward got off the operation table with a

sort of dreamy look on his face. He stared blankly at the floor and silently moved his lips. He still looked

handsome, even with the devastating look on his face.

"Here you are. Have a look at it for yourself." Tom then shoved the report to Edward and hastily left the

room with a gloating smile drawn all over his face. Because he knew what would happen after Edward

read the report. He had to walk fast to his office to lock himself in it before Edward found out the truth

and wanted to strangle him. A few seconds later, when he heard Edward's raging growl, Tom dashed

towards his office and tried to lock the door behind him, but Edward caught up with him before he could

have the chance.

"God damn you Jerry! You'd better have a really good reason for this, or I swear to God I'll kill you right

in this moment!" Edward crumpled up the report and glared at Tom with raging eyes, as if he were

about to skin him alive on the spot. He was ready to throw his fists at Tom any second. He had really

believed Tom, and he was in his peak of desperation earlier.

"Well... Relax! It was just a joke! You looked so desperate and frightened earlier. Look at you now! How Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

lively you are! Don't you feel better now that you know that it can't be your child?" Tom didn't expect

that Edward would be so furious, and was afraid that Edward would destroy his office if he didn't stop

him.

"A joke? How about this joke?" Edward flung his fist into Tom's face before he even finished speaking,

and he was quite satisfied with the bruise he left around Tom's eyes. "Now you look like a cute baby

panda. Just look how amusing you are!" sneered Edward coldly.

"What the hell? Not on my face! My handsome face!" Tom let out a terrified scream and then darted

towards the mirror. When he saw the bruise on his face, he gasped violently and his mouth dropped

open, but he was unable to let out any sound. 'Did he really have to punch me in the face? After all, it

was only a joke!'

"Aren't you the genius doctor? I'm sure that a bruise like that is only a piece of cake to you," said

Edward, as he glanced at him and sneered. He couldn't care less that Tom would have to carry the

panda eye on his face for days. It was an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, and that was the price that

Tom had to pay for tricking him.

"Come on! I'm a doctor, not a magician! Even with my special ointment, it will take at least two hours to

have effect and reduce the bruise. I have an appointment with a VIP patient in just a few minutes. How

am I supposed to see him with this on my face?" Tom then took a small bottle from his desk and began

to carefully apply the ointment around his swollen eye; Edward had hit him pretty hard. It hurt!

"What's that? The miracle ointment you said?" Edward became interested in what he said and snapped

the small bottle from Tom's hand. He looked at the bottle and even brought it to his nose to take a whiff

of it. Would the swelling actually disappear in just two hours? Was Tom exaggerating its effect?

"What do you think about it? I've spent plenty of time and energy developing this, not to mention the

money. Do you know how hard it is to make just this small bottle of ointment? This is not something

that you can just buy with money." He rolled his eyes at Edward. Didn't he believe what he was capable

of?

"Great. I'll keep it since it's so effective." Edward held the bottle and thought of Daisy. Her arm had

been wounded last time, but from now on, there wouldn't be any more problems with the special

ointment he had in his hands.

"What the fuck? Are you robbing me?" As soon as Tom heard Edward's words, he dashed forward and

tried to take back the bottle from him, but Edward deftly moved aside and quickly slid the bottle into his

pocket, smirking like a little boy who had just successfully tricked another.

"This is the price of lying to me. What? Got any problem? Or should I give you another punch?" Edward

narrowed his eyes and then pretended to raise his fist again. His body language showed that if Tom

dared to say anything or tried to stop him, he would immediately knock him to the floor.

"Are you threatening me? Come on man, it was just a joke! Please give the ointment back. It took me

ages to make that small amount." Tom was about to burst into tears. What was wrong with him? Why

did he decide to trick the demon in the first place?

"You can make some more. I'll keep this for Daisy, and don't forget that you're welcome to give me

some more of it when you're done." Edward was satisfied. It wasn't easy to take something from Tom,

especially something so valuable.

"Some more? Will you pay?" Tom sighed deeply. It seemed that he had to say goodbye to his secret

stash. He didn't even charge Edward for the examination, and the impertinent devil also ungratefully

took his invaluable miracle ointment.

"Why me? Unless you give it to me when you're done, you'll get nothing out of me." There was no way

in the world Edward would pay for Tom's research. Tom had made the first move to trick Edward, and

so he had to be prepared to face the consequences.