Veild Bride : Love From An Enigmatic Husband

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 villa and slapped Beryl for her sake last 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 pain later 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 flaw 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?” This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

“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 glass 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 eyelashes 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 glass, 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 accurate.

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 villa 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 dark later.

Jack stood at the window with his hands clasped 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,

“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 blame 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 glance, 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”