The Unexpected Marriage

Chapter 110 A Crisis Of Trust

The atmosphere in the ward was so quiet that neither of them could see their faces clearly, and of course, no one could figure out what expressions they had.

Joan's breathing gradually went deeper, as if she was in sound sleep at night. Darren still sat on the bed beside, looking at the woman who had not been lying quietly beside him for a long time.

Although she could not see clearly and the moon was dim, he still felt that she had lost a lot of weight. A few days ago, Selina took good care of her. Since the airport incident, everything became a little confusing.

Although Joan had never told him about anything, her actions were as cold as ice. She had told Darren from the very beginning that she had been deceived, that she had a failed marriage. Therefore, she had hoped that Darren would be honest to her and that they would help each other.

"Father..." When Darren was still in a daze, Joan spoke in sleep. She called "Dad".

He didn't know that in her dream, Joan was standing in front of his father's tomb, as if she had been kicked out of her house by her stepmother. Her concept of her mother was too vague. It seemed that she could remember very well that she had only lived with her stepmother and father in a family, so she was not as well cared about her stepmother's daughter. It was more likely that she had not been able to win people's heart verbally.

"I miss you so much, Dad." He stretched out his fingers, wiped away the tears on her face, and gently said, "you can rest assured that I will definitely bring out the real reason why the Gu Company suddenly crumbled, and also find out the hateful manipulator behind it! It's just Joan. I need some more time. "

He had adjusted the vibrate ringtone of his cellphone to the buzzing tone in his pocket. He had specially made it when he entered the ward in case of waking up the calm, panic stricken Joan.

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She didn't have a fixed number, she had her own number, the agent's number, and her assistant's number. She picked up each one of them casually. As usual, Darren made a call to her private phone number and remembered it clearly.

The woman's voice sounded as expected. She politely said, "Darren, where are you? I seem to be ill. It makes me dizzy and uncomfortable. "

"Can you come and stay with me?"

The woman on the other side of the phone invited him pitifully. However, Darren pulled the door of the ward closer and said, "I'll ask Austin to pick you up. You'd better have a check in the hospital."

"No, I don't have to. You know me, Darren. Every time I get sick, you will feed me with porridge or tell stories to lull me to sleep." With great care, she begged, "I know. A while ago, you were angry with me for what I had done to Joan. Today, she also had the same accident as mine. I love you so much that I was blinded by jealousy. Please don't be mad at me for that."

Lola took the initiative to give in, but she caught Darren off guard. All of a sudden, she didn't want his company anymore, saying that she could go to the hospital for the injection and take the medicine.

For a moment, she was in a daze, as if she was still the little girl who had stopped for a stray dog.

He walked towards the corridor and sat on a bench. Lightly, Austin brought him two cups of coffee and told him, "I know you don't like instant coffee, even though it's cheap. This hospital is too far away from coffee shop. Just have a sip."

He took the cup and held it in his hand. In fact, he was not thirsty at all. The cheap coffee really did not arouse his interest, so he just held it in his hand to warm his hands.

"Austin, you think I am too negligent about Joan, don't you?"

"It's not that you neglected Joan. I'm just worried that you're being too kind. You're being too nice to her. Don't forget that she's not that simple girl anymore. She might have a lot of evil eyes behind her!" He looked worried.

Joan was not only a beloved girl, but also a perfect lover. Only when she was with Darren could he feel that he was alive.

He would be sad and happy about the outside world.

"What are you thinking about?" He poured all the coffee in his cup into the empty paper cup in Austin's hand. "You are now a wild horse that have been taken away. And your heart is full of that little host, the little reporter, right?"

In fact, he wasn't sure whether he was right or wrong. It was just that he saw that Austin walked away and talked in a low voice when he was on the phone a few times. It was obvious from his flustered eyes when he saw Linda stay with Joan at home.

When her heart was poked, she immediately resisted, "it's not like that. I just think a self-support woman like Joan is much better than those who earn a living on their faces."

He was not the kind of person who would swagger around. Darren patted him on the shoulder to show that he knew what he meant.

They talked in a low voice when they were in the corridor of the hospital, so as not to wake up the Joan in the room. He just despised her unusual hearing at this time, especially when it came to sensitive words.

"Lola? You two seem to get along very well with each other. " She suddenly remembered that the second time she saw him, she was replacing her best friend. He looked at her back and uttered the same name seemingly.

But she didn't know that they had such a deep entanglement. They dealt with official business without any hesitation.

She recalled that his tolerance to her at that time was also due to the woman named Lola.

After the breaking of her news, Joan searched her photos online. She looked at them carefully from time to time, and she did find something similar to her in both eyes and brows.

Darren pressed his back against the wall. He was so tired that he adjusted his posture to make himself more comfortable. Joan slid to the ground behind the thin wall in the room.

"Darren, now I really hope that time went back. I hope I didn't do any interviews for Linda or accept your residence and work. I hope we didn't have beautiful memories, those unreal sweet words."

Because you didn't do these things for me. All you did is due to your memories and regrets about Lola, right?

In the past few years, he had kept his chastity and wasn't close to any woman. The media reported that when he was about to get engaged to Joan, he would make a publicity article about it. They said that Joan was Cinderella and he had met his true love.

Because of that, she buried all the dirty history. When people met her again, no one dared to discriminate against her. Speaking of the cases in prison, everything was going in a good way.

Now, everything seemed to have changed. Joan felt sore in her throat.

"Wow!" Her stomach was constantly churning, making her feel sick. Eventually, she lost her strength. She pressed the switch of the light with one hand, pushed against the wall, and stumbled all the way to the bathroom.

Darren rushed in with a big stride, squatted down and carefully lifted her hair on her face, patting her on the back with his hand gently.

He felt sorry for her.

He followed her hair and looked down, only to find that she was on her bare feet. He quickly stood up, went to the bed, took her shoes and squatted down to put them on for her.

Joan shivered when his fingers touched the Joan's body. Somehow, Joan felt wronged and buried her head deeper in the toilet.

She didn't want Darren to see her cry.

"Pregnant women are afraid of cold weather the most. I'll ask Selina to find you tomorrow. The anti-slip shoes are better!" Everything would be the same as if Joan could make a concession and help him find out the truth as soon as possible. After this drama with Lola, everything would be back on track.

With the last shred of hope, Joan asked, "why did you go out? Why did you go out? "

"Me?" He handed a cup of water to Joan and rinsed her mouth. Then he looked away and said, "I saw you fall asleep. I went out and bought a cup of coffee with Austin."

"Nothing else?"

He had never seen Joan look at him this way. Although she was smiling as usual, there was a skeptical look in her eyes.

"And what?" Her voice was so calm that even the sound of water coming from her throat could be heard clearly.

She instinctively pressed the button of the toilet and raised her head to look at him.

They hadn't seen each other for only a few days, but Joan felt that the face in front of her was so strange.

It turned out that his face didn't change color when he lied. She had underestimated him before.

That's true. The young master of the Lu family had been able to defeat countless people who were experienced in S City indifferently. She, a woman, was weak.

If he wanted to do something behind her back, he could do it without hesitation.

"Nothing, Mr. Lu, my boss, your employees need to rest now. Please go back. I'm just an ordinary designer in the Lu Company and I don't have the right to ask your personal secretary to look after me. I hope Mr. Lu won't embarrass me tomorrow. Selina is also very busy. Don't waste any time here."

Her identity was clear. She was an employee and he was a CEO. They were no more than this.

They were not right for each other.

The glass in his hand fell to the floor. Tiredness crept over him. "Joan, I don't care what you are going to do, but why did you say that? What do you mean by that?"