The man in the ward opened his eyes after his mother left, but he was actually awake all the time.
He just fixed his position and didn't want to wake up the sleeping woman.
Moreover, when his mother came here at this time, there should be nothing urgent and nothing to worry
about.
The man was so considerate that even he himself doubted if it was really him.
Occasionally, the birds stopped outside the window. The chirping sounds didn't sound pleasing at the
moment.
He raised his head slightly and looked at the woman frowning. She was really unhappy all day. Even if
she was sleeping, she still frowned.
He raised another empty hand, laid it on the woman's raised belly, and whispered on her head, "I really
hope that you can give me a healthy baby."
He hoped the baby in her womb wouldn't be affected by her moods now and then.
Perhaps even he himself didn't notice that there was an unutterable emotion in his eyes at the moment.
It was light and sentimental.
Consuela opened her eyes and heard Richie's words. Her heart ached as if it was cut by a knife.
A gust of cold wind blew into the ward, but she could do nothing.
She didn't have any tonics to sew her skin, nor did she have any self-defence skills that could prevent
herself from more hurts.
Although he said he was worried about her in the morning, the gentleness he showed was all for the
baby.
What did she hope before? Could he forgive her if she treated him better?
It was impossible. Even though she hadn't done that, he still insisted that it was her who drugged him,
so the method of torturing her had been waiting for her.
However, by accident, she got pregnant.
That was why he threatened her to stay out of the complicated things when she was doing wrong.
If she hadn't been pregnant, she would have to fight alone. The Xia Clan and her future would be
ruined by this man.
But when she thought it through, she only felt disappointed.
Consuela rolled her body in his arms, and as she kept her body unmoved by the bedside, she heard
his low voice, "Are you awake?"
When he heard her hoarse voice, the lights in the ward were on. The man also stood up and opened
the curtains. In an instant, the sun shone brightly.
She turned off the light and smiled at the man. But the man just now was suddenly in a trance.
He saw the looming dimples at the corner of her mouth and a satisfied smile.
Without being noticed by both of them, Cassie was in, twitching her mouth and said, "I'm going to die
because of your sweetness."
She wondered if it was appropriate for them to show off their love in front of a single woman like her at
any time.
Trying to stifle the laughter, Consuela didn't say a word. She stared at the young girl with her bright
eyes.
"It's not funny at all. Can't an older single woman like me express her anger? " Cassie raised her hand,
pretending to be ashamed into anger.
The woman on the bed shook her head and let out a laughter that she tried to cover but failed. It
sounded very joyful.
Richie looked at the person who was laughing on his side and shook his head. People who were
laughing too easily got Alzheimer's disease. He was afraid the baby in her belly would inherit it from
her.
"How can I not look at you affectionately?" Cassie took the medicine box, wrinkled her nose, feeling like
a mouth of sour grapes.
Only she herself could clearly understand the feeling.
Richie turned around and looked at her. A word came out of his mouth silently, "Tim".
His lips were too sexy and obvious. The lip shape was so standard to let her know its meaning at a
glance. Cassie blinked her eyes and blushed.
Pretending to be serious, she said, "I'm here to change the medicine for you and take your
temperature."
After a long time, the woman who stopped laughing hastily got up from the bed and gave her position
to them.
She shrugged her shoulders and burped, trying to brush the Twitter.
As soon as the phone was connected on the Internet, she received a series of messages from Debbie.
The general idea was that she was in a hurry.
'Consuela, help! Which floor are you on? I'm coming for you'.
She was so hurried to send this message that she even stopped Consuela from burping. After greeting
Richie and Cassie, she went downstairs to pick up Debbie.
Standing in front of the elevator, Debbie put on a pair of sunglasses out of nowhere and blocked most
of her face.
However, she didn't want to admit that she was obviously trying to avoid being seen by someone.
Consuela patted her on the back and asked, "Aren't you with your loved brother today?"
How did it come to this?
Debbie panicked at the sight of Consuela. When she saw clearly who the woman was, she stopped
trembling and said with a sad face, "I'm afraid of his sister-in-law."
Judging from the way she spoke, Consuela knew that she was fooling her again.
Crossed her arms in front of her chest, she stopped smiling and said in a serious tone, "If you don't tell
me the truth, I won't help you."
She was like a clay doll that could not save herself. How could she help others save their lives?
Debbie looked around and suddenly said seriously, "Let's find a place to talk first. There are too many
eyes and ears here."
Consuela tried her best to hold back her laughter. She didn't let out a loud laugh this time. This was
definitely not the woman she had known who dared to love and hate.
She wondered who made her so scared.
When they went to the stairwell of the best place for chatting again, Consuela had a very different
feeling. Last time she was questioned by her, but this time the role was reversed.
As soon as she entered the stairwell, Debbie took off her dark brown sunglasses. With a breathless
expression, she said unhappily, "That damn man called his mother here..."
She paused, teeth gritted, and clenched the sunglasses on her hand. The low sound could be heard
even by Consuela.
Afraid that the young woman was immersed in her memory, Consuela added, "And then?"
"That shameless guy wanted to force me to marry. Fortunately, I ran fast. I jumped from the balcony to
the next ward." After a short pause, she looked better and continued, "You don't know how angry he
was at that time."
At the thought of that coquettish man, with a dark face, Debbie raised her eyebrows and burst into
laughter.
The corners of Consuela's mouth twitched. She felt like that the physical and mental fatigue of the past
decade was all on this woman. She composed her hands, "Good luck to you."
It seemed that the man, whose voice was so familiar and sweet, had fell in love with her. Consuela
wondered why she came here in a hurry since she disliked him so much.
When she said that, the expression on her face was even angrier. "It's him who forced me to do this."
Consuela rubbed her forehead and sighed helplessly. "What exactly has he done to you?"
She wanted to give that man a good beating for his bad temper.
But it turned out that she had to be a low-key person, and as expected, she was caught weak points.
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