"What's wrong?"
On the other end of the phone, however, Teresa was silent. Then he heard someone sobbing.
"Are you ok? What's wrong with you? Teresa?"
Enrique got up and went to the next door. He knocked at the door but Teresa didn't answer either, so
he simply took out another room card and opened the door.
After opening the door, he saw that Teresa curled up in the corner of the wall and cried bitterly. Enrique
frowned and walked towards her. As soon as he touched Teresa's arm, she trembled.
"Teresa, what's wrong with you?"
Enrique found something unusual. Therefore, he slightly touched Teresa again and lifted her head up
slowly.
"What happened?"
"Hospital! Hospital!"
Teresa used her remaining sanity to tell him that she needs to go to the hospital. She couldn't not bear
it any more.
Enrique picked Teresa up without any hesitation and sent her to the hospital. By the time the car
arrived at the hospital, Teresa had already fallen into a coma.
Why did this happen? As Teresa painted, she became more and more absorbed in her sadness. She
was lost in that dark gloom.
Then she knew that she was sick again. This strange disease, she thought, was a sequela of the dark
room five years ago.
She would become like this as long as she recalled those days seriously. At this time, she usually took
the tranquilizer.
But this time, her pill bottle was empty.
Perhaps it was because she was under too much pressure, or perhaps it was because her memories
were too depressing that she could not help but want to give up. She tried to call Enrique with her last
sanity.
Enrique was worried about her on the way to the hospital.
He was afraid that something bad would happen to Teresa. Since his mother died, he had never been
so worried about a woman. But this time, he was worried about the daughter of his enemy.
The contradictory feelings overwhelmed him. But looking at the unconscious Teresa, he decided to put
everything down for the time being and to make the Teresa better.
In the hospital, Enrique frowned at the pungent smell of disinfectant. He just stood by the bedside of
Teresa quietly, but his mind was in a mess.
He never knew that Teresa had such a fragile side. Besides, the doctor said she had slight
schizophrenia and depression. Once she fell into that painful memory, she would become unstable and
slowly lose control of herself.
Enrique was surprised. What happen in her past that made her so vulnerable? It was just a design.
Why this design would provoke her illness?
Wasn't Teresa the youngest daughter of the Gu Family? Didn't the Gu Family always treat her well?
Was it possible that her leaving five years ago wasn't as what he knew? There were more details?
The idea that popped up in his mind shocked himself. He soon denied it. It was impossible that Ezra
gave him wrong information.
Unless, Gu Family could hide this secret completely by their unmatched power.
After all, the Gu Family was as powerful as Shen Family.
Enrique snorted coolly, sneering at his naive ideas. Forget it. He didn't need to meddle in this, and what
he needed to do was just to do his own things.
In this silent night, all sorts of feelings welled up in everyone's heart. A few people got trapped into a
tricky affair because of greed. The night would always make people the most emotional flood, but the
night was also the best emotional camouflage. And the night of a hospital seemed to be much longer.
When Teresa woke up, she found that Enrique was asleep with her hand in his. Her arm that had
maintained the posture for a long time had become a little numb. Teresa wanted to move a little, but
she accidentally woke up Enrique.
He was drowsy, and his face was covered with stubble. He had totally lost his elegance.
Hearing that, Teresa could not help but burst into laughter. Enrique put up his glasses and glared at
her. "You mean to scare me, right? To make me feel guilty?"
"Are you kidding me! That sounds like I'm willing to come to the hospital!"
Seeing Teresa's keep talking against him, Enrique suddenly kisses her, "If you don't obey me next time,
I will punish you like this! Are you hungry?"
All of a sudden, her face turned as red as an apple, and she didn't know what to say. Pouting, she
protested silently.
Seeing that she did not speak, Enrique sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her. He wasn't in the
slightest hurry to order takeout for two of them.
"Aren't you going out! Why haven't you gone yet?"
Finally, it was Teresa who failed to keep calm and wanted to kick Enrique out of the ward. She really
didn't know how to face him.
Last night, they were still at odds with each other. But now they got along in a different way. She was
unable to adapt to it instantly. This was not her rhythm!
The moment Enrique left the room, Teresa felt a little relaxed. She had no idea that she would be so ill
again because of that memory.
She had had it before, but at least she could control herself. This time, she went straight to the hospital.
What's more, it's embarrassing herself in front of Enrique!
Teresa was now in a mood of self-regret. She not only hadn't finished her design, but also sent herself
to the hospital. She was so awesome!
Besides, if she wanted to carry on the design scheme with black as fundamental key, Enrique might not
allow it.
Annoyed, she looked around and suddenly saw a few unknown wild flowers outside the balcony. She
was so anxious that she directly pulled out the needle on her left hand and ran to the window with bare
feet, carefully staring at those little flowers.
As a result, when Enrique came back, he saw the scene...
Teresa stood on the chair with her bare feet, staring out of the window, and a dazzling red stain stood
on her left hand!
"What are you doing, Teresa?"
Enrique grabbed her left hand. As she plucked the needle without any preparation, the dripping blood
dried up and a long scar appeared on her hand.
"I... I didn't mean to..."
Teresa was frightened by his sudden roar and stammered.
"Why don't you put on your shoes? You are having an IV! What do you want? Do you want to die? "
Enrique lifted her up and carried her to the bed angrily. During the time, Teresa kept quiet and behaved
like a cat.
Enrique was pissed off and amused by Teresa's current look.
After putting the breakfast in front of Teresa, Enrique called the doctor in and told her explicitly that she
could eat as long as the doctor said it was edible for her.
Therefore, Teresa could only stare at the breakfast which was so close to her and clearly felt her
stomach was complaining.
There was nothing she could do about it because she was at a disadvantage. Ok, I would bear it this
time. Let's wait and see!
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