Hearing the repeated saying after Tim regained his mind, he answered seriously: "You can leave the
hospital tomorrow but you have to stay here for observation today."
Tim lifted his eyes slightly to study Richie's expression secretly, as if he was looking forward to what he
would do, but he was afraid of what he would do. However, he could not see the change of Richie's
expression in such a bright way, so he could only peep at him secretly.
Lying on the bed, Richie bit his lips and suddenly raised his hand as if he wanted to pick up something,
but he retracted it halfway.
The man's face was as black as if he had been hit by poison. Tim dared not to ask any more questions.
He could only lift his eyelids slightly and then looked at him.
"I know my own health. Arrange a discharge for me later." Looking at the porridge in front of him, Richie
stirred it with a spoon, and then said indifferently.
His calm and peace couldn't make Tim feel at ease. Tim just felt that he didn't take his body for one
thing at all.
When Tim was about to say something, Cassie, who was sitting next to him and unwilling to drink the
congee, couldn't resist the primitive power within her body.
She raised her eyes to look at the man who had a normal look on his face. She sneered and said, "Do
you think that you can die at any time and bring yourself back to life again?"
Her words were a little vague, but it was enough to let him know the general meaning of what she said.
After she said this, the room was silent.
"Do you still want to force me to cure myself?" Richie asked without any tenderness on his cold face,
looking up at the woman rolling her big black eyes.
Cassie cursed in her mind, but didn't dare to say anything in public. Biting the spoon, she felt very
uncomfortable.
Then she raised her eyes to stare at Tim, who was standing still with a ferocious look on his face. She
thought for a moment and added more confidence, "Do you think that without you, Sruthan Group won't
be able to run smoothly?"
Cassie wasn't afraid of his eyes anymore. She looked up at him and smiled, which made him think she
was an idiot.
"It seems that you really think that I won't hit women," Sitting on the sickbed, Richie loosened the
spoon in his hand, grasped it with both hands, and then twisted his fingers.
Then there was a loud sound of bone cracking in the quiet ward. It made Cassie hurried to get up and
clear up the items in front of her.
She asked with a pale face, "Tim, you won't try to persuade him a little more?"
Then the well-dressed, nice looking guy lifted his eyelids reluctantly and said in a steady voice, "I only
listen to my boss."
That was indirectly agreed to Richie's unreasonable request.
At this moment, they two, completely in the eyes of Cassie, were a pair of vultures. She glanced at
them for a few seconds, and did not find any flaws, but could only turn and leave.
To be honest, although Richie did go too far in some places, he was very capable to make someone
who was as cunning as a fox keep his own purity.
Thus, she hoped that the relationship between Richie and Consuela would be able to fall in love with
each other and make the man, who was deep in love but not knowing what kind of relationship he was
with, lead a happier life.
But she had forgotten that both of them were stubborn people. No matter how others tried to make a
match between them, it was their fate.
At last, he went out of the hospital. As soon as he got out of the hospital, he rushed to work. He was
like a hungry wolf, wanting his wallet to swell up.
As far as Consuela was concerned, he was a businessman who pursued all interests in all his life.
On the other hand, the one who had been following behind them always felt that his boss was so
heartbreaking. How could he be called a workaholic? It was just a mental self abuse.
Inside the villa, Consuela didn't have to do anything else. She began to tidy up her clothes, fold them
up and spread them out one by one. It seemed that she was crazy.
Suddenly, her phone rang, which brought her back to her senses. Consuela quickly patted her face and
frowned, looking for her phone.
Yesterday she was probably too excited, or had a nightmare, and her mobile phone was thrown on the
ground. She bent down to take a deep breath. It took her a lot of efforts to get it.
The special ring tone was customized for her family. It seems that she also got it for Richie, and it
would be removed later.
When the phone was answered, Johnson said in a joyful voice, "Consuela, when are you going to take
the baby's father here and let us check on him?"
The tentative and sour tone of his voice startled Consuela. She then realized what she had said. She
turned to her father and coaxed, "Dad, he's been working on a big project abroad recently. The
company has assigned him to be the person in charge, and I'm afraid he can't get away from it. I'll bring
him here to apologize later, okay?"
Even though this kind of thing had happened, Johnson still wanted to respect Consuela as much as he
could. He had always respected her in the family and he could not resist her coquetry and could only
compromise.
The two persons chatted casually, and then Consuela brought the topic to the company. Richie had
said that he would help the Xia Clan overcome the difficulty. Consuela wasn't sure if his words would
come true.
"Our company is running well recently. Don't worry. After I check on my son-in-law, he will be a qualified
successor."
On the other side of the phone, Johnson smiled in a natural manner. Long ago, he had thought that
these two sisters would take over the company with their husbands in the future. He didn't want the Xia
Group to die.
After they hung up the phone, Consuela threw herself on the bed as if she had run out of all her
strength. Staring at the ceiling, she forced a smile.
Her father had already called Richie as son-in-law. Obviously, he did not know what kind of person that
man was, perhaps only because he was the man she liked and the father of her child in her belly.
That was why they didn't take offense from Consuela's lie. They didn't take it seriously when they
hadn't met each other in private.
Her sister might have found something, but her parents had been worried about her all the time.
The baby was about to be six months old. She wondered if the man would keep his promise to
accompany her back home after she had such a rigid relationship with Richie.
She lowered her head to look at her belly. It was a six month old baby, and even though there was a
thin quilt covering her belly, but it couldn't be hidden.
Time flies. She and Richie had been together for about six months.
"What an unhappy anniversary!" Consuela said with a smile.
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