Chapter 139
Watching her like this, Jack was a little lost in his mind. He thought, “It was Michael who saved her. Has
she noticed Michael’s love for her?”
She was not an idiot, instead, she was very smart.
It was so obvious that Michael went to the Yeager vi and pped Beryl for her sakest time.
Violet found he was absent-minded and then sized him up, as she asked, “What are you thinking
about?”
“I’m just wondering what you are thinking about.” His answer was like a tongue twister. Then he turned
around and poured some water for her, “You should take the medicine first. Dr. Gordon’s medicine
takes effect very quickly. You will not feel any painter if you take it before the anesthesia disperses.”
The girl watched the tall figure of the man who was pouring water. She could imagine how he devised
strategies for his business in his office. There was no w in the tailored Yamani handmade suit.
Although she didn’t know whose design it was, it was definitely customized for him.
Violet was inexplicably moved by the man, who, as a masterful figure in the financial circle, actually
served coffee and water for her.
Did he love her?
Violet thought through this question. Since the moment she met him, everything had been going on
dramatically, she had slept with him twice inexplicably…
She stared at the man sitting on the edge of the bed and asked, “Who do you think was the one behind
the scenes?”
She gently pressed a button on the head of the bed, which then rose automatically. Her eyes were kept
on him as she said, “Don’t you have any idea about it?”
“Come on, take the medicine first.”
The man handed the pills to her with his slender fingers. Violet reached out to take it into her mouth
and then reached for the ss of water in his hand.
But he said, “Let me feed you. Your wrist is slightly fractured and you need to be taken good care of.”
With that, he moved the edge of the cup close to her lips, saying softly, “Open your mouth.”
Violet’s eyshes flickered gently. She didn’t refuse him but took a sip of water obediently, and then
swallowed the pills in her mouth.
Jack put down the ss, picked up the spray and spayed on her wrists and ankles. Then he gently
rubbed them for her.
In fact, Violet felt sort of weird and embarrassed.
Jack took the opportunity to admire her feet. How could she be so pretty?
Violet stared at him with a surge of inexplicable emotion through her heart. No one else in this world
would take care of her like that except her mother.
What exactly kind of person was he?
Sometimes he was so domineering while sometimes so gentle.
As the potion was absorbed by her skin, Jack put down his feet gently and covered her with the quilt,
only to find that she had been staring at him all the time. Then he asked, “Do you want to lie down for a
rest?”
“No, I’m just fine to sit on the bed.” She had something in her mind as her brows furrowed slightly,
saying, “Why do they think I know the secret about your eyes? I felt that they had noticed it at the
celebration party that night, and it meant they were also there.”
Jack also thought of this question. He looked at her elegantly and asked patiently, “Can you stop
thinking about it as your head got injured? Can you just have a good rest?”
She felt so wronged.
“I don’t want to discuss it with you.” Jack’s attitude was obvious. “You need to have a good rest, and I
will deal with this matter well. Not only will I find out the one behind the scenes, but also I will punish
them as they deserve.”
“What if it is your stepmother?” Violet summoned up the courage to ask the question because her
subconsciousness was very urate.
Jack looked at Violet indifferently and repeated, “Violet, I don’t want to discuss it with you now. I just
hope that you can recover soon. Can you follow my suggestion?”
Violet knew it would be useless to say more.
He was really about to explode.
Then the atmosphere in the ward became sort of embarrassing.
After a while, a doctor came to give Violet an examination and everything was fine. Jack applied a hot
towel to the back of her hands after the intravenous drip.
In the huge smart vi of Goldbay Estate, the kitchen was built with an intelligent system, but Zoey
didn’t use those functions. Her chicken soup was simmered on a soft fire, and meanwhile, she made
some of Violet’s favorite snacks.
She was anxious and didn’t know what had happened, but just knew that she was injured and
hospitalized. Was it serious? How could she get injured?
In the evening.
In the hospital ward, Violet turned to look out of the window. The sunshine was about to lose its heat
and became warm.
“You can go back now.” She told him, as she was afraid he would his sight in the darkter.
Jack stood at the window with his hands sped behind his back, saying, “I’m not leaving tonight. I’ll
stay here.”
Staring at his back, she was not moved. Instead, there was a trace of pressure on her, which would
cause a flood of public opinion if it was made public.
“You don’t have to stay with me. It will be dawn when I wake up.” Violet said, “It’s not a big matter and I
feel no pain at all now.”
“Once made, my decision won’t be changed easily.” He said indifferently, “I won’t leave once I made the
decision.”
Why did he always look as if he was about to explode?
There was a short silence in the ward.
At this moment, in a big and elegantly decorated flower shop, Charlotte Yancey selected some flowers
and handed them to the clerk for packaging. Then she scanned the QR code to pay the bill and walked
out of the shop with the flowers in her arms. She got directly onto the passenger seat of Michael’s car.
Michael started the car and drove towards the hospital,Têxt ? N?velDrama.Org.
“Why do you take me with you when you go to see Violet?” She looked at him as if she was exploring
something.
Michael looked calm and didn’t answer the question with his eyes looking ahead. She felt a strong
sense of alienation from the expression he always wore.
Was he… was he in a bad mood? Something on his mind?
“Hey! If you put on a poker face, I’ll get out of the car right now!” Charlotte withdrew her eyes and said
unhappily, “I know the way to the hospital myself, and I can just call my brother for the specific ward
number, so I don’t have to go with you!”
Michael turned to look at her and said in a low voice, “I was thinking about something. A big project got
screwed up today.”
“What?” The girl’s heart sank as she asked with concern, “Did you suffer a big loss? How could it get
screwed up? Because of you?”
Michael sighed slightly and withdrew his eyes as he said, “Partly because of me, so I’m thinking about
how to make it up.”
“It is you who screwed it up?” She couldn’t believe it, and after thinking for a while, she asked, “How
exactly could it happen? Could you justify yourself for it? My brother won’t me you too much for it,
will he? After all, you’ve been working for him for so many years!”
Michael shook his head and said, “I don’t know.” He had an inexplicable ominous feeling.
Charlotte bit his lips and shot him a nce, as her anger abated.
After a while, she asked, “How did Violet get injured? Is it serious?”
“It’s a bit serious. She didn’t even wake up when I left.”
“When you left?” Charlotte frowned and asked, “Have you been to the hospital?”
Michael spilled the beans, but after all, it was not something shameful, so he just smiled, as an answer
to her question.
Charlotte fell into a bad mood. Did Michael have a crush on Violet?
She thought, ‘He has been there and intends to go there again but just feels too embarrassed to go
alone, so he went to pick her up?
But wasn’t Violet my brother’s girlfriend?
Sitting in the passenger seat, she looked ahead with the flowers in her hands and thought for quite a
while.
The car arrived at the hospital. When Michael took Charlotte into the ward, he saw Jack sitting in front
of the bed and feeding Violet the chicken soup with a spoon.
“Hello, Mr. Sullivan.” Zoey saluted him respectfully.
Michael noticed her and replied, “Hello, Zoey”