Chapter 455 The Girl in the Photo

Meryl didn’t bother giving Charlotte any more thought and simply hung up the phone.

When Chandler came back from registering her at the hospital, he noticed her expression. “What’s going on? Did something happen?”

“Charlotte just called me. Lydia lost the baby,” Meryl said.

Chandler quickly grasped the situation. “So, Charlotte said some harsh things to you over the phone and tried to make you feel bad?”

“Not really ‘bad,’ more like amused. It’s funny how they always play the ‘victim is right’ card, no matter who actually caused the harm.”

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of this.”

Chandler walked Meryl to the door of the treatment room. He stayed outside in the hallway to make a phone call.

When Meryl went inside to get her wound treated, Emma looked surprised to see her again. “You seem to get hurt pretty often, don’t you?”

“Got into a car accident. Just a scratch on my face,” Meryl answered bluntly. “Dr. Clementine, could you prescribe me some more ointment?”

Emma couldn’t help but remark, “You’re wasting medical resources! I honestly don’t understand why Chandler would marry someone as pretentious as you.”

Meryl was already in a foul mood, and now even the doctor was taking a jab at her for no reason.

She looked directly at Emma and didn’t hold back.

“Do you have a thing for Chandler? Is that why you can’t stand me?”

“But we’re already married, Dr. Clementine. So, are you really trying to become the other woman?”

Emma’s expression shifted, and she snapped back, “Watch your words! I only admire him! I just think you two aren’t a good match!”

Meryl scoffed, “Not a good match? And who would be a good match? You?”

Emma forced a laugh. “I did my research. Your marriage to Chandler—it was you who chased after him!”

Meryl remained calm, “And? What’s wrong with a woman going after a man?”

Back then, to protect Chandler’s reputation, it indeed appeared to everyone that Meryl was the one pursuing him.

“Women who pursue men too eagerly often aren’t cherished," Emma said with a smug look, hoping to see some sign of distress on Meryl’s face.

Meryl was momentarily stunned.

Her mind flashed back to ten years ago when she saved a bleeding Chandler in an abandoned haystack. He was on the brink of death back then.

Emma added, “I’ve even seen a photo of that girl in Chandler’s wallet! He carries it with him everywhere!”

Meryl froze for a few seconds.

She recalled that back when she met Chandler, she only had a brief encounter with him, stopping his bleeding before he was taken away in an ambulance. Chandler shouldn’t have had a photo of her.

Without overthinking it, Meryl took the prescription and left Emma’s office.

“How did it go?” Chandler asked, ending his call as he approached her.

“Nothing serious. Just got some ointment to apply on the scratch.”

“Good. I’ll go pick up the medication,”

With that, he turned to walk away. Just then, something fell out of his pocket.

Meryl hesitated for a moment, intending to call him back, but she bent down and picked up the object, realizing it was Chandler’s wallet. Remembering what Emma had said about the photo, Meryl felt a surge of curiosity. Whose picture did Chandler keep in his wallet?

Opening the wallet, she flipped through its compartments and found an old, faded photograph.

It was a small, passport–sized photo that seemed to have been there for years. The girl in the picture looked about sixteen or seventeen, her face full of youthful innocence, with large, doe–like eyes that gave her an air of pure vulnerability.

Meryl stared at the photo, her fingers curling as if she had been burned.

The girl in the picture wasn’t her.

Yet, Chandler kept this photo hidden in the wallet’s pocket, carrying it with him at all times. Clearly, this woman meant something significant to him.