Chapter 56 The Sick Man (5)


    In the ward, as soon as the door was closed, he shook off her hand fiercely like shaking off a virus.


    With an inexplicable fury, he sat on the bed.


    Not knowing how he was going to handle it, Consu raised her hand to wipe her face and asked with


    concern, "Are you okay?"


    No matter how bad this man had been, he did help her just now. She couldn''t bite the hand that fed her,


    since he had indeed helped her.


    Richie sat on the edge of the bed, leisurely taking off his shoes. He didn''t talk to her when he heard her


    words. He moved very slowly, but she knew clearly what he was doing.


    He was in a bad mood.


    He had been undressing himself for such a long time. It was not a normal performance of a highly


    efficient man who always calcted money benefits for a few seconds in the market.


    Noticing the hesitant look on his face, Consu got a little worried. "If you''re not feeling well, I''ll call the


    doctor for you," she said anxiously.


    It was the first time that he felt that when two people''s mind was not in the same level, it would give


    them a sense of weariness.


    "It''s none of your business." He kicked off his shoes, looked up at her and said in a cold voice.


    These words echoed the coldness in his eyes, and made the woman who wanted to ask more


    questions stand still.


    Even if he looked very weak now, he would not lose his memory at all. If she did something wrong,


    when he recovered, she would suffer a lot.


    Suddenly, Richie looked into her misty eyes and said firmly, "You''re afraid of me."


    Although it was a simple statement, he would not believe it no matter how she exined it.


    "You always wanted me to be afraid of you, didn''t you?" She turned around to pour a ss of water for


    him.


    Her back was arched slightly, in apletely nervous and defensive posture. Now there were only two


    people in the ward. It was clear that who she was on guard.


    All of a sudden, half of his anger rose up. Richie himself felt confused about this.


    He looked at her angrily. She was smiling a little embarrassed and wondering what he was up to.


    Consu took a disposable cup of water to drink, moisten her throat and said earnestly, "Thank you for


    helping me out."


    She sat on the chair, swinging her slim legs. The uneasiness she had when she was sitting outside was


    totally gone.


    Richie licked his bloodless lips, looked at her and asked, "Is this the way you thank me?"


    She drank water alone, adjusted her mood by herself. Since he was her benefactor, how could she


    ignore him?


    She didn''t understand why he would ask her to pay him back in person?


    He was really a bloodsucker.


    Richie rubbed his temples with one hand and said, "Was your brain invaded by zombies or washed


    away by flood? You have a big identity, but you are scolded by her. You really have a brain? "


    His straightforward remarks made her feel a little ufortable. Couldn''t he be a good scolder?


    Cursing her in an indirect way.


    "Couldn''t you talk back when Laura uses you? Couldn''t you pretend to be a little aura?"


    After all, she was the Ye n''sdy, a member of the upper ss now.


    If the news was spread out, the Ye n would be aughing stock in the whole L City.


    "But she is right. I really can''t take care of you. And I''m always making trouble for you," apologized


    Consu in a sarcastic tone.


    She had never set up any glorious image in front of other people; she was caught speaking ill of


    someone in the tea room; she was also deliberately put to trouble when she reported her itinerary.


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    And she almost had an abortion because of her emotional flooding.


    There was really nothing to praise in her whole life.


    She was utterly a loser.


    Richie retorted, "You are too upright. In this society, you should make more tricks and get involved in


    the drama."


    Leaning back against the head of the bed, he squinted slightly to cover the lights in his eyes. He spoke


    like a man who hade through the simr experience, which made her have to wipe the sweat.


    He indirectly said that what Consu said was right. But for the Ye n''s dignity, she should be much


    tougher.


    Just like what he had cooked up, she was spoiled by him, so that she didn''t have to get involved in


    anything like a trash.


    "Coo..." The sound was rhythmic.


    The faces of the two people in the ward were stiff for two seconds. Consu acted as if nothing had


    happened. She continued drinking water to fill her belly.


    "Are you hungry?" he asked.


    Of course, no one would feel like that when he or she was not starving.


    With her head lowered, Consu merely acquiesced. The blush on her ears made her look more


    attractive.


    The man picked up his cell phone from the bedside table and dialed the number of Tim, who was at a


    restaurant with his friend. "Buy me some nutritious food."


    After a pause, he added, "It''s suitable for pregnant women."


    Fearing that Cassie who was eager to introduce delicious food wouldn''t hear, Tim turned on the


    speaker since he didn''t get an excuse to escape.


    "You have such a smooth and happy life, '' said Richie ironically.


    Before the person on the other end of the phone was about to cry, he hanged up quickly. It seemed that


    he was a cold-blooded business man.


    "The dinner will be ready soon. You can get some fruits first," said Richie kindly.


    "Don''t look at me with gratitude. The baby of the Ye n cannot suffer with you." His words broke all


    her pink fantasy.


    With a twitch of her mouth, Consu turned her head, picked up an apple, and peeled it. No matter


    what his point was, she thought that the most important thing to do now was to nourish the stomach.


    At a remote restaurant, Cassie looked at the man who got up in a hurry and frowned, "Are you on call


    24 hours every day?"


    It was not long before they started to eat. Before she had time to pick out fish bones and crayfish for


    him, a call interrupted her.


    Tim replied perfunctorily with a relieved smile on his face, "Being with the king as well as being with a


    tiger. If he is not satisfied with one small thing, I''ll be the African senior manager."


    Looking at that annoying man leaving directly, Cassie sighed helplessly. She did not want to go after


    him, so she sat in her ce and slowly ate.


    If someone was forced too hard, nothing good would happen.


    When Tim rushed to the ward of the hospital with the well packed food box, the pregnant woman was


    lying on the sofa, breathing evenly as if she was asleep.


    When he opened his mouth and was about to call Consu, Richie cast a stern nce at him. Richie


    seemed to threaten him not to say anything more.


    With a sad face, Tim wanted to ask what he could do with it. The man in the bed frowned impatiently.


    He immediately put the packed food box on an empty seat.


    Without waiting for being driven out, he consciously walked out and closed the door considerately.


    He felt that it was the real way to show off.