She was still angry because she was kicked out of the company by Richie a few days ago. What's
more, she heard that he was sent to the hospital.
Fury started to rise in her heart when she saw his wife, Consuela, standing outside the ward, safe and
sound. She had been so angry that she had lost her sanity.
Now how could she explain that she slapped Consuela just because she hated her?
As the members of the Ye Clan came to her in succession, Laura decided to give up arguing with them,
and she was ready to calm down and show weakness. With red eyes, she said to Wendy, "Auntie, it's
all my fault. I am too impatient."
Cassie raised her eyebrows and said nothing. She turned around to greet those who were ill tempered.
She was so persuasive that they put it down a lot.
Wendy sneered and ignored the contemptuous woman who was like a clown. She looked the woman
behind her up and down carefully.
"Consuela, you're the wife of the young master of the Ye Clan. If anyone dares to beat you in the
future, you can beat him or her as you like. I'll take care of the rest," she said.
She looked at Consuela who was as meek as a kitten and said in a gentle voice, "Don't cry. If you feel
unhappy, you can punch her now. Don't be afraid. Mother in law will support you."
Although she was always acting like a peacemaker, she was still a daughter of a noble family. Whoever
beat the member of the Ye Clan was offending the authority of the Ye Clan.
No matter how intimate their relationship was, it was possible for them to fall out.
Laura's face turned pale with fear. This time, she really went to the extreme.
She looked down to hide her anger, and pinched her fingers into the flesh of her palm, but she didn't
feel it at all.
Being treated like this, Consuela didn't know what to do. The pain in her face hadn't faded away, it was
reduced a lot when she heard what Wendy had said.
Richie's mother was about the same age as her mother, and both of them treated her well.
Consuela couldn't help running into the woman's arms and sobbed.
Perhaps it was because she had been suffering for too long that she was so thrilled as soon as
somebody else extended a helping hand to her.
Although the woman in front of her was the mother of the man who dragged her into this life, her
concern for her was not at all hypocritical.
"Don't cry, don't cry. It makes my heart ache." A hint of surprise flashed through Wendy's eyes. Then
she returned to calm and raised her hand to pat Consuela on the back to comfort her.
She didn't look as imposing as before. She looked like a sensible elder from a distance.
Not daring to say anything else, Laura ground her teeth and played with her long hair to block her
injured face.
She didn't come here to be driven out directly before she met the man this time.
Showing weakness, breaking the heart and swallowing blood, she would one day make Consuela
experience the humiliation that she had suffered today.
When she had met her for the first time in Sruthan Building, she hadn't had a strong sense of danger,
nor had she thought of getting rid of her. But now, things had changed.
This weak and crying woman stole her position quietly, even making Richie's mother, who used to dote
on her, fall out with her.
How could she not take her revenge?
Outside the ward was soon filled with a hubbub. All of a sudden, the man inside the ward opened his
eyes and turned his head. He saw Consuela in his mother's arms.
Suddenly someone exclaimed, "Richie woke up."
For a while, not caring about his mother's reaction, Laura directly opened the door and walked in as
she was close to the ward.
They all went in one after another. Consuela deliberately fell at the end and looked for a corner to see
him.
Richie leaned against the bedside table. Everything was normal except for his pale face. His slanted
eyes were clear and stunning.
"Your grandpa has been sick again. He took some sleeping pills and fell asleep. If he knew that you
were sent to the hospital, he would be so uncomfortable," said Richie's mother with a smile, acting like
a good mother.
Richie frowned and said the first sentence after waking up, "I'm fine now. You don't have to tell
grandpa. Just keep it to yourself."
He surely knew the condition of his grandpa. He looked healthy from outside, but he was getting old,
leaving some lingering diseases.
"Okay, as long as you don't let it, no one here will say it," Wendy said proudly.
As the daughter-in-law of the most direct family, she had the right to say this.
They talked for a while and other people in the ward began to inquire after his health one by one.
As the candidate for the next clan leader, his health was the most important thing for everyone.
Standing in a corner with an awkward identity, Consuela didn't know how to respond. Although no one
had blamed her for her impoliteness, she still felt uncomfortable as she noticed the glances from these
people.
Her eyes were red and swollen now. After she looked at Richie a few times, she lowered her head to
be the quietest background.
If she went out now, she would become the target of all the people.
All of a sudden, the man who was greeted by everyone looked up at the woman in the corner and
whispered her name, "Consuela."
In an instant, the ward quieted down. Consuela raised her hand to make her hair slightly tidy. Then she
read, "I'm here."
What did he want to do?
The man's eyes grew darker. He forced a weak smile and said, "Get out."
It seemed that he was aroused by someone for some reason. He didn't even want to see her now. He
remembered what happened before he fainted.
It was true that she had been lying when she got home late. But if he asked now, it would seem petty of
him. But he was a person who would seek revenge for the smallest grievance.
She was speechless in embarrassment. The ward was as quiet as the sea surface before high tide.
Being red in the face, Consuela didn't say a word. The rest stared at her with curious eyes. She walked
out and closed the door thoughtfully.
It was late at night and L City was not safe recently. She dared not leave and waited in the plastic chair.
Not knowing how long it had passed, Cassie walked out first from the ward. She gave Consuela a
sympathetic look and said, "I completely trust you now."
If she mentioned the things that had happened three years ago, he would have been much angrier. But
it was too embarrassing.
Consuela raised her head and said with a wry smile, "Thank you for your trust."
Her hair was pulled away from the injury and her face was pinched gently. The woman commented,
"It's like medium rare."
"Then I'll try to be medium well next time." She lowered her head again, sulking.
'What kind of people is she? She even comments that my face is like a medium rare steak.'
"I'm just kidding. I'll go to my office and get you some ointment." Cassie touched her head with a smile
and left happily.
Consuela turned her head to look at the open door. Through the crack, she could see his face clearly.
The red spots at the end of his eyes had already vanished. He really had a cheerful chatting with those
in the ward.
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