Oops My Toyboy Is A Hidden Tycoon

Cynthia and Filip had become numb with each critical condition notice. Lilian lay in the hospital, her body filled with tubes, in a coma day after day. The severity of her injuries, combined with the trauma of the cesarean section, had taken a significant toll on her.

Her organs were failing, particularly her heart. She was barely kept alive by a ventilator. Every day, Cynthia would put on sterilized clothing and spend some time with her in the ICU, talking to her as if having a one–sided conversation.

Every time Cynthia saw Lilian, pale and still on the hospital bed, her heart ached. Recently, she found herself constantly thinking about their high school days.

During that time, Lilian appeared fragile. However, Cynthia had recognized early on that this fragility was merely a facade, or perhaps her weapon. Inside, she could be as resilient as a weed, growing fiercely and unyieldingly.

Cynthia noticed Lilian’s little tricks and manipulations, like when she’d occasionally create tension between her and Naomi. However, Cynthia chose to be understanding because she knew the kind of environment Lilian had grown up in.

Everyone has a gray side to their nature, filled with greed and jealousy, along with their own ulterior motives. For Cynthia, her bottom line was the ability to feel that Lilian truly cared for her and valued their friendship.

This belief held firm until the incident regarding her and Filip was exposed..

Cynthia felt as though her worldview had been shattered. She was an award–winning actress, skilled enough to even portray genuine feelings. However, when Lilian recklessly stepped in front of

her to take a bullet, her understanding of the world crumbled once again.

She couldn’t comprehend why Lilian would risk her life for her, “What kind of emotion could compel someone to exchange their life for another’s?‘ Regardless, Cynthia felt a deep sense of shock within her heart.

Lilian lay there, unresponsive, while Cynthia had already spent a week in the hospital Jonathan stayed by her side as well, providing silent support. She only stepped away occasionally to return to Greenfield Villa for a quick shower and a couple of hours of sleep.

Most of the time, she was silent, but it was a calm silence. She talked with the head doctor about Lilian’s condition and future treatment options, consulted various experts, and even traveled to Betrico to meet a heart specialist.

Over the past few days, Cynthia suddenly became busy, Jonathan could have taken care of everything for her, but he chose not to. He thought it might be better for her to stay occupied.

His only responsibility was to ensure her safety. Jonathan knew that Cynthia was deeply hurt inside. Lilian and she were originally the most important friends in each other’s youth, and later, they deeply influenced each other’s life trajectories.

Her feelings for Lilian were a mix of love and hate, resentment, reluctance, and regret. No matter what emotions she had for Lilian, they were deeply ingrained. Moreover, she was still very confused. Jonathan had long suspected that Lilian loved Cynthia.

A twisted, insane, and pathological love. At the moment Lilian shielded Cynthia from the gunshot, Jonathan realized that Lilian’s deep love for Cynthia might rival that of anyone else in the world. She simply loved too obsessively.

He used to despise this person. Yet now, deep down, he unexpectedly felt a hint of gratitude. If it weren’t for her twisted love, the one lying in the intensive care unit would be Cynthia, he thought

s were selfish. But he’s not a saint. If he’d been there at that time, facing the same situation, he Jonathan knew his thoughts would have taken the bullet for Cynthia without hesitation too.

Around dawn, Cynthia returned from Betrico. When Cynthia came out of the bathroom, Jonathan had already sat up on the bed.

Cynthia seemed surprised seeing Jonathan on the bed. “Did I wake you?”

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Jonathan pulled off the thin blanket and got up. Walking over to Cynthia, he held her in his arms and said gently. “No, you

didn’t.”

Feeling the warmth of his body, Cynthia’s heart felt a bit warmer too. Jonathan saw that her clothes were neat, he asked, “Do you want to go to the hospital?”

Cynthia nodded. “I want to go see Lilian.

Jonathan let go of Cynthia and said, “Wait for me, I’ll come with you.

Cynthia wanted to refuse at first. She knew Jonathan was also exhausted. There was a lot happening at the company. Filip is the head of Paradise Resort, and with such an incident occurring, he has completely disregarded the project’s matters.

Jonathan has taken on many responsibilities himself. Moreover, recently, Whitney has also been making some moves. In addition to dealing with Shirley’s issues, she has been exerting pressure within the company and building connections.

In fact, at least half of the people in the Bennett Group support Whitney’s rise to power. Recently, Jonathan has beep under considerable pressure, especially since this year’s annual meeting is likely when Mr. Bennett will announce who the heir will

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Jonathan quickly got changed in the walk–in closet. Cynthia didn’t say anything when Jonathan came out; they went straight 10 Peace Hospital.

Filip sat in the corridor outside the intensive care unit, looking utterly haggard. He hadn’t shaved in days, and his eyes were hollow, reflecting the turmoil inside him.

He sat in silence, waiting like this all the while. It was hard to tell what he was thinking. The most critical part was that a whole week had passed, and Filip hadn’t even taken a glance at the child.

thia observed that he didn’t seem sad at all. Instead, he looked as if he had been struck by something and was utterly dejected. She urged him several times to go see the child and to pull himself together, but Filip still didn’t

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Cynthia stopped speaking. In fact, she was no better off than Filip. She just looked normal on the outside, the same as usual, but inside, there was still a void.

Just like before, Cynthia changed into the sterile clothing and went into the ICU. Jonathan waited outside.

“Lilian, I’m here. Why aren’t you awake yet?”

Cynthia sat in the chair by the bed, looking at Lilian’s pale face, and sighed. “I’m really annoyed with you like this. You used to make my life so miserable, and now you go and take a bullet for me. Are you out of your mind?”

Cynthia lightly massaged Lilian’s legs. The doctor mentioned that Lilian needed daily massages to prevent her muscles from shrinking.

Cynthia said, “Don’t think that saving my life means everything in the past is wiped clean. I remember every single thing. and you know I hold grudges. I won’t be grateful to you.”

When Cynthia turned her head, she seemed to see Lilian’s fingers twitch slightly. Cynthia held her breath and stared for a Jong while, but Lilian didn’t move again. Cynthia thought it must have been a figment of her imagination.

She let out a deep sigh. “Lilian, I haven’t slept well for several days. I keep dreaming of you, dreaming of the time in high school when I first saw you, On the first day of school, those nasty boys threw your backpack into the artificial lake at school.”

She continued. “You jumped into the water without hesitation to retrieve it, despite the laughter and ridicule from so many people. You kept your head down, saying nothing as you came out of the lake, completely soaked with water.”

“Those people didn’t let you off the hook, surrounding you to watch the spectacle. But you lifted your face and calmly looked at each person who mocked you. There were tears in your eyes, but you never let them fall.”

“Lilian, I was really amazed back then. I deeply admired your courage. You could face their stares without fear, you could stand up again and again even after being trampled by many.”

“At that moment. I was deeply moved. I decided that I had to become really good friends with you. I wanted to protect you and give you the chance to stand at eye level with them.”

“Lilian, honestly, you have qualities that I envy. I even admire your determination and relentless drive.”

“There are some things I’ve never told you. In my heart, you and Naomi are my closest friends.”

Cynthia talked a lot. Many heartfelt words, those she had hidden in her heart for years, believing she would never be able to say them. Along with the memories of their youth, the little moments, and the storms they had faced together.

She was feeling a bit exhausted. Her heart was heavy with sadness, and she intended to leave. As she stood up and glanced at Lilian, she found that Lilian had already opened her eyes. However, her gaze was fixed on the ceiling, silently shedding tears,