“Sister Kristen Healey.”
Anna Garcia’s face changed greatly, and she limped towards Kristen Oliver, despite many bruises on her body.
“This fool, the entertainment industry has become a waste.”
Trisha Sylvie, while complaining, helped Kristen Oliver up, her face distressed.
“SybilInn, call 120.”
Anna Garcia called at once, and her voice trembled, reporting the location.
Kristen Oliver was taken to the hospital, but fortunately nothing happened.
When Kristen Oliver woke up, only Anna Garcia was there.
Took a look, Kristen Oliver asked.
“Where’s Sweetness?”
Anna Garcia spoke quickly. “Sweets said she went to settle accounts.”
When Kristen Oliver heard this, he propped himself up and sat up.
“Where did she go?”
Anna Garcia held her and shook her head.
“She didn’t say.”
Kristen Oliver had no choice but to cover her head. She was really confused.
With sweet means, it’s easy to find out who the killer is.
And she said the reckoning. …
Kristen Oliver didn’t dare to think about it, so she sent a short message to Trisha Sylvie.
“Sweet, don’t make a life.”
“Sister Kristen Healey, don’t worry. Sweet is so reliable. She will be measured.”
Anna Garcia doesn’t know Trisha Sylvie’s occupation, and she comforts her.
Kristen Oliver didn’t say much, but he felt uneasy.
I felt all around, but I didn’t find my mobile phone.
Anna Garcia looked at her movements and quickly handed her mobile phone up.
“Mr. Wharton called just now, and I told him that Mr. Wharton will arrive in two hours.”
Kristen Oliver was helpless. “I didn’t want to tell him.”
“This matter cannot be concealed.”
Anna Garcia spoke quickly, feeling guilty.
Mr. Wharton called, and he guessed at once that there was a problem.
She can’t hide it, so she can only say.
Kristen Oliver waited anxiously for Trisha Sylvie. Trisha Sylvie didn’t wait to come back, but waited for Ethan Wharton instead.
Ethan Wharton looked at Kristen Oliver in bandages, and his face was horribly gloomy.
Kristen Oliver greeted guiltily, “Mr. Wharton, you came so fast.”
Anna Garcia stood up, gave Kristen Oliver a look of self-seeking, and stepped out.
This little heartless.
Kristen Oliver gritted his teeth, and he had to smile.
“Wharton, listen to my explanation. When I called you, the car was fine. I just didn’t want you to worry. I thought it would be fine, but there was an accident.”
“Well.
Ethan Wharton answered and sat at the bedside.
No questions, no anger.
Such Ethan Wharton actually makes Kristen Oliver a little flustered.
This man is really angry.
Kristen Oliver held his arm and sighed.
“It’s good to see you. I”ve missed you.”
Ethan Wharton looked down at her, a little helpless.
“The last time.”
“Well, the last time.”
Kristen Oliver leaned forward and kissed, and spoke softly.
“I’m fine here, don’t worry about it.”
Ethan Wharton asked, “I had it checked when I came. It was the boss of Yating who took office. What happened?”
Kristen Oliver, when he heard this, could only say something, telling the story of saving Yating.
Ethan Wharton sighed and held Kristen Oliver in his arms.
“What can I do if you are like this?”
Every time I can be in danger, the last car accident has made me have a nightmare for half a year. This time, I can’t sleep well again.
Kristen Oliver felt the man’s fear and patted his back with his little hand.
“Not afraid, I will be careful and careful again in the future.”
Although Kristen Oliver is so comforting, Ethan Wharton’s heart can’t let go at all.
By the time Trisha Sylvie came back, it was late at night.
At the moment she walked into the ward, Kristen Oliver seemed to feel a cold air coming from her face.
Trisha Sylvie saw Ethan Wharton at a glance, whistled and went to another hospital bed to lie down.
“I slept in this bed.”
No matter what he thinks, he pulls up the quilt and goes to bed.
Ethan Wharton looked puzzled at Kristen Oliver. “She’s back, too?”
“Hmm.”
Kristen Oliver nodded and made a gesture of silence.
“You go back to sleep, too. SybilInn has a room in the opposite hotel.”
“good.”
Ethan Wharton nodded. After all, it’s not convenient for two girls to be here.
When Ethan Wharton left, Trisha Sylvie suddenly turned and looked at Kristen Oliver.
“Queenie, there’s something I forgot to tell you.”
Kristen Oliver raised his eyebrows and asked, “What is it?”
Tell her intuitively that this matter has something to do with Ethan Wharton.
“I slept with Patrick Cotton.”
“….”
“what?”
Kristen Oliver looked at Trisha Sylvie in disbelief. Aren’t these two enemies?
Trisha Sylvie looked embarrassed. “It was just an accident, mainly because that guy seduced me.”
Kristen Oliver was in distress situation. “What are you going to do next? Is it with him, or? ”
“Slice, that guy in addition to look good, figure better, I don’t like the rest, I told him, the two of us who also don’t owe who. That guy proudly said he was responsible for me the next morning. ”
“Funny, want me to be responsible for him? I told him directly that I had no intention of raising a gigolo. If he knelt down and begged me to be responsible for him, I could barely look at him. ”
Trisha Sylvie looked disgusted, and Kristen Oliver was delighted.
“There’s a sense of picture. I”ve already started eating melons.”
“Eat a fart melon.”
Trisha Sylvie rolled her eyes and motioned with a heavy voice.
“All right, I don’t want to say more. I’m sleepy, I want to sleep. ”
Kristen Oliver remembered today’s events and asked in a low voice.
“Sweet, how are you today?”
Trisha Sylvie waved her hand and soothed, “Don’t worry, people are not dead.”
Kristen Oliver just breathed a sigh of relief here, and Trisha Sylvie uttered an amazing remark: “I just made him a eunuch.”
Become a eunuch? Still?
Kristen Oliver was tongue-tied, but when he thought of that animal’s behavior, he felt deserved it.
Just, dirty sweet hands.
Kristen Oliver closed her eyes and felt sleepy.
When I woke up the next day, I smelled the aroma of breakfast.
Trisha Sylvie Tian has eaten the steamed stuffed bun, and when Kristen Oliver wakes up, she waves.
“Queenie, you can make friends as a boyfriend. It’s quite considerate.”
“Go wash your hands and eat.”
Ethan Wharton compromised breakfast.
Kristen Oliver nodded, washed his hands and went out, hearing his cell phone ring.
I went over and got through, only heard Gavin’s voice.
“Queenie, what are you doing?”
Kristen Oliver glanced at the hospital bed and spoke confidently.
“What about breakfast? What happened to Gavin?”
Ethan Wharton on one side raised his eyebrows. This little woman is really an actress. It’s really hard to tell when she talks about panic.
“Xu Shi Group may go bankrupt.”
Although I knew it in my heart for a long time, Kristen Oliver’s heart thumped when I heard it with my own ears.
“Does Grandpa know?”
“Hmm.”
Gavin Oliver sighed and added, “Don’t be afraid, there is Gavin.”