Chapter 200


    Chapter 200 How Is She?


    Hearing their conversation, Amelia, taking in oxygen, gave up


    struggling.


    Anyway, her illness could no longer be hidden. If James knew,


    then let him know.


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    After Ste left, James took out his phone and called Andrew.


    “Two things. Remove the hotel’s surveince footage and sh ut


    Jackson’s mo uth up.”


    Andrew respectfully replied, “Yes, sir.”


    Only then did he put down his phone and look at Amelia. “Why didn’t you tell me you had a heart


    attack?”


    His expression was as indifferent as ever, as if he was not worried about her illness but med her for


    hiding it.


    Seeing his cold and indifferent appearance, the little ripples stirred up in Amelia’s heart gradually faded.


    She raised her hand and wanted to remove the oxygen mask to speak, but his bony hand grabbed her


    wrist.


    “Don’t move.”


    James’s pleasant voice rang in Amelia’s ears, hitting her heart and causing a few more ripples in her


    heart.


    She pressed down on her abnormal heart, trying to control the


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    frequency of her heartbeat, but she was frightened by James,


    who suddenly leaned over.


    James’s tall and straight body, with a suffocating sense of


    oppression, hit Amelia, making her unconsciously shrink her neck backward.


    However, he didn’t notice it at all. He pressed her down on the bed, lowered his head, and stared at her


    pale face. He asked softly, “Are you still feeling unwell?”


    It was rare for James to care about her like this. It could be said that he had never been so concerned


    about her before. This sudden gentleness made Amelia extremely ufortable.


    She pressed her back tightly against the hospital bed and only heaved a sigh of relief when she was far


    from him.


    She lowered her head and said softly, “My back…”


    She looked well-behaved and quiet, the same as when she had been with him, as if she had never


    changed.


    James’s cold expression softened slightly.


    He undid her coat and looked at her back.


    The three dark red marks of the iron rod almost sank into her flesh.


    It was as if he could see the marks of broken bones, which were eye-catching.Content is property of N?velDrama.Org.