A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

Rodger had been abroad for many years. He didn't know anyone here, and it was impossible for him to offend anyone.

He thought, 'It must be Raymond, who wants revenge on me for Shirley.

Except for him, no one else could find me so soon and catch up with me.

Raymond!

And that woman! I will not let go of the woman who took Shirley away from the room.'

The second night, Veronica and Stella went to a restaurant near Stella's home for dinner.

They entered the restaurant without paying attention to the environment.

During the meal, Veronica turned her head to look out of the window and suddenly found that the restaurant they were in was across the street from the hospital where Shirley stayed.

What a coincidence!

Just as she was thinking about how coincidental it was, Veronica saw a familiar black car parked on the opposite side of the road.

Seeing the car, Veronica stared at it subconsciously.

The next second, a familiar tall figure got out of the car. After getting out, he steadily walked toward the hospital without looking back.

It was Raymond! He came to see Shirley again.

Veronica thought, 'For the sake of Raymond, Shirley had sacrificed herself to help him. She even had a fracture and a concussion because of that. He should pity her.' Veronica watched Raymond disappear at the corner.

Stella, who was talking to Veronica, didn't hear Veronica's answer. She took a look at Veronica and found that she was absent-minded, so Stella looked in the direction of her gaze. "Veronica, what are you looking at?"

Veronica came back to her senses as soon as she was called by Stella. With embarrassment on her pretty face, Veronica said, "Nothing. What did you say just now?"

Stella glared at Veronica and said, "When you were a freshman, a boy wanted to chase you but was scared away by you."Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

"What did you talk about me? Why don't you talk about yourself? When you were a junior, a man kept stalking you along the streets. Then you thought he was a freak and beat him so badly until you ended up in the police station. I bailed you out!" Veronica was not to be outdone.

"Hey, why do you suddenly bring this up?"

The atmosphere became lively again soon.

While they were talking, Veronica looked in the direction of the hospital from time to time.

Veronica wondered, 'What were they doing now?'

...

Because Shirley was a public figure, the news that she was injured and hospitalized had been spread. Many fans came to the ward where Shirley was in to see her.

When Raymond arrived, a girl fan came out of Shirley's ward. When Raymond walked into the ward, Shirley's ward was already filled with flowers and all kinds of gifts, which were piled up all around the ward, including some letters of consolation.

Looking at these things, Raymond casually swept over them and put a bag on the table. There were four dragon fruits inside.

When Shirley saw the dragon fruits, her eyes lit up. "It's my favorite fruit. Do you still remember that?"

"Devin bought it!" Devin Cook was Raymond's assistant and a loyal fan of Shirley. He knew Shirley's hobbies very well. Devin had bought the fruits in advance and gave them to Raymond when Raymond got out of the car.

There was a trace of disappointment in Shirley's eyes, but it was quickly swept away. She smiled and said, "You brought them here yourself. Among so many gifts, my favorite is the dragon fruit."

"I'm glad you like it." Raymond's tone was still indifferent.

"Have a seat." Shirley pointed at the chair next to her.

Without even looking at it, Raymond said, "I'd rather not."

Disappointment appeared in Shirley's eyes again. "Are you leaving?"

"How are you today? Are you feeling better?" Raymond said in a calm tone as if he was doing business.

Shirley smiled and said, "My head is much better, but my legs still hurt."

"How's the special nurse? Is she agreeable? If you think she's too clumsy, I'll ask someone to replace her!"

"No, thanks!" Shirley didn't want to bother Raymond too much. "This one is good. She knows what she is doing." "Okay, have a good rest."

Feeling that Raymond just came here doing a task, Shirley couldn't help asking, "Are you leaving now? Sit a little longer!" Raymond stopped turning around and stared at Shirley with a pair of piercing black eyes. "You don't feel well?"

"No!" Shirley sighed. "But I haven't seen you for a day."

Raymond's black eyes were fixed on Shirley. His deep eyes could capture every ounce of her thoughts like a radar.

Shirley, who had been in the political field for a long time, had never figured out what Raymond was thinking. However, in his eyes, what she saw was only concern, not pity.

But... As an injured woman, what she wanted most was pity.

Raymond's pity, to be exact.

If Raymond could stay, it meant that there was still hope between the two of them.

The next second, Raymond opened his mouth and said coldly, "Have a good rest. I'll come back tomorrow."

"All right!" At least Raymond would come tomorrow, and Shirley still had hope.

Although Shirley didn't know what happened between her and Rodger and why her legs became like this. At that moment, Shirley didn't hate Rodger at all. It was Rodger who brought Shirley and Raymond close again, which gave her another chance.

Shirley helplessly watched Raymond leave from the doorway.

However, just as Raymond left, a woman outside the door suddenly took a few photos of Raymond's back.

Shirley was a public figure. Of course, she knew why the person with the camera would take pictures of Raymond. Shirley remembered that woman. She was a reporter who came over in the afternoon.

The reporter wanted to know Shirley's private life, but Shirley refused. She thought the reporter had left, but she didn't expect that the reporter would suddenly appear again.

"What are you taking?" Shirley's first reaction was anger. After all, it was her private time now, and she didn't want her private life to be exposed to the public.

A thin, tanned female reporter came in with a camera in her hand. She stared at Shirley with a pair of bright eyes, as if she was looking at the front page news that she was about to make. Shirley hated that kind of gaze.

"Nurse!" Shirley shouted. The special nurse, who was washing fruits for Shirley, rushed over and said, "Drive this woman out."

"Yes, Ms. Hopper."

The female reporter looked at Shirley with a smile and said, "Ms. Hopper, the man who came to see you just now didn't show his face, but if I'm not mistaken, he should be the CEO of the Cordova Group, right?"

"Why do you ask this?" Shirley's expression suddenly changed. She had an intuition that the female reporter came with bad intentions.

The female reporter grinned and asked, "Ms. Hopper, what's the relationship between you and the CEO of the Cordova Group? He came to see you especially. Are you in a relationship with him?"