Chapter 1810

The hospital where Dorothy stayed wasn't far from Willow's office building. Matthew quickly led her inside the hospital room. Dorothy lay quietly on the bed, her face pale, and she looked fragile and sick as if she were really ill. "Willow, apologize to Grandma!" "I won't!" Willow's expression turned frigid from Matthew's unreasonable behavior. She stared at the woman who lay on the hospital bed and demanded expressionlessly, "Mrs. Mayer Senior, why are you deliberately framing me? I never called you, let alone provoked you over the phone. I'm not like you. I don't spend my days scheming against others! I have better things to do!" Dorothy began coughing violently as if she were so enraged that she couldn't catch her breath. In truth, she didn't want to frame Willow. But more than that, she absolutely didn't want Willow and Matthew to be together. When Matthew returned to Mayer Manor yesterday, the International Perfume Competition was being broadcast in the living room on tel