Summary of Chapter 237 – A turning point in Blizzard, First Love and a Wife Who Finally Snaps by Evelyn Hartwell
Chapter 237 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of Blizzard, First Love and a Wife Who Finally Snaps, written by Evelyn Hartwell. With the hallmarks of Romance literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.
“I would never mistake my own mother!” Oliver screamed. “You must have all worked together to fake the results!”
Evelyn scoffed. It was obvious Adrian had coached him to say that.
“You wouldn’t mistake your mother? Then why do you call Selena ‘Mom’? Don’t think I don’t know about that. I’ll say this one last time: the person in the other room is not your mother. If you keep this up, we will feed you to the sharks.”
“Waaah!” Oliver burst into loud sobs.
Julian was also getting annoyed, but despite his threat, he had no intention of actually feeding a child to sharks. After all, his grandfather and old Mrs. Blackwell had been friends once. The Blackwells were a lost cause, but old Mrs. Blackwell was a decent person. He couldn’t very well dispose of her only great-grandson.
“Douglas, take him back to the Blackwell estate. And tell old Mrs. Blackwell that if this child ever shows up here again, I will personally feed him to the sharks. The Blackwell family needs to learn to control their own.”
“Yes, sir.” Douglas was a mountain of a man and lifted Oliver as if he were a baby chicken. The boy’s struggles were futile.
Under the circumstances, a commercial flight was out of the question. Evelyn generously offered the use of her family’s private jet.
“See, Mr. Reed? This is what a good ‘sister-in-law’ does.”
Julian was exhausted and badly injured, with no energy to respond to her teasing.
Isabel emerged from the kitchen with a meal suitable for a patient.
“After you eat, I’ll help you back to your room to rest.”
“I have no strength,” Julian said. “You’ll have to feed me.”
Without hesitation, Isabel began to feed him the liquid meal.
“You’re quite the chef,” he commented. “You’ve managed to make something this bland almost palatable.”
“You should talk less. It drains your energy and isn’t good for your recovery.”
After Julian finished eating, Isabel helped him back to his room.
“I’m heading to the lab after I eat. The housekeeper will keep an eye on you. If you need me, just have him call.”
“Get plenty of sleep. It’s the fastest way to heal.”
Amanda watched Edmund work with practiced ease, utterly shocked. “Is he really only six years old?”
Her own precious son was still content with playing in the mud.
Isabel smiled. “As you can see.”
“Oh my god,” Amanda marveled. “It’s true what they say—geniuses attract geniuses.”
“You’re wrong about that,” Isabel countered.
She continued, “I thought about what you all said yesterday. I can believe what you said about Julian, and I’ll even concede that Dylan might have feelings for me. But Adrian... he definitely never loved me.”
Otherwise, how could he have completely disregarded her while caring only for Selena? She still believed his current actions were driven by something else.
He was furious that she had outmaneuvered him.
And he couldn't stand the idea of her controlling his marriage—from being forced into it, to being the one to end it.

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