The Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 2202


    Chapter 2202 Even though Jake had been lurking right next to him as a mole, even if he had managed


    to send Donald to the dock, who could guarantee that Donald, being the vignt man that he had


    always been, would keep him alive?


    Thus, only a sudden change in n would divert his attention at that time and in that situation. Donald


    hated Noce with all his heart, so how could he resist the urge to kill him when he was standing right


    in front of him?


    Noce took a hot bath, put on a set of clean clothes, and walked out of the bathroom. He then dried


    his hair with a towel and turned to see Daisie cing a mug of ginger and lemon tea on the table.


    He ced the towel on the table, walked toward her, reached out, and hugged her from behind


    Daisie turned to look at him. “What‘s wrong?”


    Noce buried his face in her shoulder and neck, sniffed the shampoo scent in her hair, and smiled,


    “I‘m just happy.” Daisie pushed him away with her elbows and picked up the mug. “Stop the sweet–


    talking and drink this now. I boiled and prepared this myself.”


    Noce grabbed the mug from her and drank all the ginger and lemon tea in one go, and not a drop of


    liquid was left in the mug at the end. “Will this do it?”


    “Now that you‘ve finished drinking the tea get some good rest. You must be very tired after all that.”


    She grabbed the mug off the table and was about to leave the room.


    However, Noce pulled her back into his arms, put the mug down, picked her up horizontally, and then


    carried her into the bedroom. In the next moment, she was already lying on the mattress, and his entire


    weight was already crushing onto her.


    Daisie‘s cheeks were flushed, and she propped her hands against his chest. “How are you still messing


    around? It‘s not good to be seen here...”


    He buried himself in her neck and chuckled, and his warm breath brushed the side of her neck. “I‘m not


    messing around. I‘m a little sleepy and want to sleep with you in my arms.”


    “Then don‘t kiss...” She turned her face away as she felt very itchy. But all of a sudden, her cheeks


    turned even redder, and she hissed. “Noce, you lied! You—” Noce kissed her on the lips and


    stopped after a short few seconds.


    Perhaps he was way too exhausted, so he fell asleep on top of her almost instantly and continued


    sleeping very soundly. Daisie did not want to wake him up, so all she did was turn his body over, but


    when he fell to the side, he was still holding her in his arms.


    She stared at Noce‘s face and looked closely at him. He did not seem to have had a single good rest


    recently, and there were dark circles under his eyelids. It was her first time seeing him in such a


    condition.


    Daisie brushed her finger over his eyebrow and the bridge of his nose with a grin on her face.


    “Thank God, he’se back safely.‘


    In the hospital…


    Cameron went to the vending machine in the lobby on the first floor, bought herself a bottle of Coke,


    took the can out, opened it, and drank from it. She then turned around, only to see Waylon stepping


    into the hospital.


    She stopped him.


    Waylon stopped, turned his head, and saw Cameron walking over with a can of Coke. “How did things


    go? Have you caught Donald?”


    He narrowed his eyes and looked at her.


    Cameron was in a loose hospital gown and seemed to have just woken up. Her cheeks were still


    flushed from her nap, and her long hair that was scattered behind her looked a little messy because


    she had not been washing it.


    She approached him. “Hey, I asked you a question.”


    Wayne took a nce at the Coke in her hand. “Have you eaten anything?”


    She was startled. “No…”


    Waylon took her Coke away, grabbed her hand, and took her out. When they arrived at the car,


    Cameron asked subconsciously, “Where are you taking me?”


    He opened the car door. “We’re going out to eat.”


    She pointed at her hospital gown. “Are you asking me to eat out with you in this?”


    Waylon held the car door, turned to look at her, and raised his eyebrows. “Is your appearance


    something that you’ll worry about?”


    Cameron choked on her own words. “That’s not something that shoulde out of a gentleman’s


    mouth. Since when do I not mind how I look on the outside?”


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    Waylon smiled. “But I don’t mind how you look.”


    The moment Cameron met his gaze, she shifted her head away immediately. “Okay, let’s go then. It’s


    just a meal.”