Edward stood bedside, looking at her pale white face. She looked pitiful, like a fragile doll, not daring to
touch her.
Edward looked at her and only felt a pain in his heart, as if a knife had cut through his heart. He wished
that the person who caused her to have a car accident could be slashed a thousand times. He will find
him out and burn his bones and turn them into ashes.
The ward was deathly still, and Edward had no choice but to lower his head.
Only when he heard her weak breathing, would he be able to calm down.
The doctor said that her condition was quite optimistic, but if her head was hit, it might have side
effects. She needed to stay in the hospital to be carefully observed.
The wounds on her body had already been bound up. They were not considered serious injuries and
would not endanger his life.
Listening to the doctor's uncertain words, Edward felt a strong sense of unease.
Perhaps, he was too careless and did not arrange for a bodyguard to follow her, causing her to suffer
this injury.
There were many things that could not be imagined before it happened. Only when it happened would
one suddenly wake up.
Prevention was so important.
Edward gently held her small hand.
Once she had recovered, he would no longer want her to go out alone, and in fact, he no longer wished
for her to go to work. He only wanted her to stay at home peacefully so that he could come back and
see her gentle smile.
Yes, he had already decided that in the future, he would not let her be in danger again.
Even though he felt that using this method would reduce her possibility of getting danger in the future, it
wasn't very realistic.
Ever since he had known her, Edward had never restricted anything.
She was free to do whatever it was that she wanted to do.
To love someone, isn't that the same as accepting everything from her? Do not break her wings, give
her a free sky, let her fly as much as she can.
His mind was in a mess as he thought of many things, but they couldn't compare to the warmth he felt
when he held her in his palm.
Just as Edward was blaming himself, his phone rang.
He quickly muted it and looked at the caller ID. He gently let go of her hands, stood up and walked out
of the ward. "Josh?"
"Brother, I heard from my company that sister was in a car accident. Is that true?" Richard's worried
voice came over.
Edward said in a heavy and sorrowful tone, "Yes, I'm in the hospital now. She just finished her surgery."
"Is it serious? I'm coming over to take a look!" Richard immediately cried out.
"Alright, come over here!" Edward nodded, he could not explain it clearly over the phone.
It was only then that Richard stood downstairs in the cold wind for a long time, calmed himself down,
and prepared to go upstairs with his red eyes.
At this moment! Eliza, who was thrown in front of the press conference by Richard, it nearly had her
head explode.
Her legs were injured, so she could only sit on the sofa, but at that moment, someone let two reporters
in.
After seeing her, they immediately ran over," Miss Eliza, why are you sitting here alone? Where's
Richard Hughes?"
"I think I just saw Richard Hughes leaving in a hurry. He didn't bring you along?"
Faced with their questions, Eliza was in a daze. She did not know how to answer, because she had no
experience.
She was a reckless journalist herself.
"Oh, he... He left in a hurry, and I'm going to leave now." Eliza said as she stood up to leave.
However, the next second, she took a step forward. The pain from her twisted heel was like a needle
piercing her, causing her to fall back onto the sofa.
She muttered an incantation in a vexed tone in her heart.
This Richard really didn't have any manliness at all. After bringing her here, he actually abandoned her
and ran off by himself.
Damn it, I hate him!
"Miss Eliza, is your foot hurt? Oh, gosh, its swollen, why didn't Mr. Richard bring you to see a doctor?"
The reporter seemed to have caught a whiff of some explosive scandal, and deliberately lowered his
head to look at Eliza's red and swollen heel, and asked in surprise.
Eliza jumped in shock and quickly used her long skirt to block her heels, feigning calmness: "No, my
legs are fine, I'm just tired, I want to rest here for a bit, can you guys stop asking? I don't want to
answer."
"Miss Eliza, did you and Richard Hughes quarrel? It must be hard for you to be left here by yourself. "
Eliza immediately turned her head away, ignoring them.
"How pitiful. It's only been a few days since your relationship have been public and he's been ignoring
you like this. Do you have anything you want to say to him? You can tell him through our platform."
Eliza was extremely annoyed by these guys, she could only turn around and say each word seriously:
"He did not ignore me, he only had some very urgent matters to take care of. Also, if I have anything to
say to him, I will say it in front of him, there is no need to pass it on to him through your platform."
"Miss Eliza, don't be agitated, we can understand."
"That's right. Women are all like this. If they lose their love, their mood will become bad. We are all
women."
Eliza was about to collapse, she really wanted to use her phone to call Richard and scold him.
However, there were two reporters beside her and she dared not to do so. She could only take out her
cell phone and play games.
The two reporters were hoping to hear more from her. Seeing her concentrate on playing the game,
they also felt bored.
Thus, they could only use the matter of Eliza playing mobile games as an article.
Just as they were about to leave, Eliza suddenly raised her head and said: "Hey, let me remind you
guys, don't make this up, and create a fake story. Richard and I are still fine, I am not as pitiful as you
think."
The two reporters saw that Eliza acted as if nothing had happened and could not help but exchange
glances.
Seeing that Eliza did not seem to be overly sad, could it be that she had not been abandoned by
Richard Hughes?
"I've already said it first. What you're going to say next is none of my business, but you have to know
that my boyfriend isn't someone that's easy to mess with. You must remember this." Seeing that they
seemed to be struggling, Eliza quickly added.
"Miss Eliza, of course, we won't write anything randomly. Since your relationship with Richard Hughes
is as good as ever, we will of course write like this." Eliza laughed bitterly in the bottom of her heart.
After the two reporters left, Eliza immediately shut down the game. She did not call him and sent a text
message instead.
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