She Killed My Ex

Chapter 22 She Hides from Him

Chapter 22 She Hides from Him

The sun set and the afterglow shone in the ward.

Marissa got up and looked at Caroline. The woman on the hospital bed looked pale and curled up in the quilt and slept.

Marissa was about to leave when Caroline suddenly opened her eyes and murmured, NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

"Marissa, I want to pay my debts. I have nothing left but myself. Can I use myself to pay my debts?"

As soon as she finished, she closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

Marissa's heart seems to have been pierced, and she felt mixed feelings.

Marissa could not believe that such people who was so ill that she thought only of paying debts would do such dirty things.

Caroline said that everyone was abusing her for being mean. If Caroline is mean, who was noble in the world?

This silly woman was so dignified that she admired her!

Marissa would cry when no one was around and even wanted to kill herself in those days. But Caroline, a silly woman, endured these things without saying a word.

Caroline made money by selling her dignity in others' eyes. But every time the woman did not hesitate to give that money to Marissa. Only Marissa knew that this silly woman was not exchanging her dignity for money, but for freedom.

One million dollar was astronomical debt for Caroline, which was like a shackle to her.

At that moment, Caroline, a silly woman, was trying her best to break the shackles.

Caroline was not Mr. Shawn's opponent. Mr. Shawn, have you gone too far?

As the night grew darker, Marissa returned to Royal Club.

Marissa just entered the office.

"Where is she?"

"Mr. Shawn? Who did you ask?" Marissa didn't expect Bentley would come to her office today and wait for her in the office.

"Caroline, where is she?"

It's OK that he didn't mention Caroline. When he mentioned Caroline, Marissa was very angry.

The opposite was her boss, and he was ruthless. Even if she had any opinion of him, she couldn't show that.

Marissa fought back her anger and said reluctantly, "Caroline asked for leave today."

"Call her here," the man on the sofa said indifferently. "Who allows her to ask for leave? Has she earned one million dollar?"

Marissa clenched her teeth and said, "Mr. Shawn! Caroline is sick!"

"You seem very dissatisfied with me?"

"No." Marissa changed her expression and quickly said, "Caroline fell ill in the staff dormitory last night. If I hadn't hurried there in time, she would have died now. When the ambulance took her to

the hospital, she had a high fever of 42 degrees. The doctor said that if she was sent a little late, she would be really hopeless."

Bentley suddenly became worried. When he first heard that the woman was ill, his black pupils suddenly shrank.

Several seconds later, Bentley suddenly stood up.

He walked out of the office without saying a word. When passing Marissa, he asked, "Which hospital is she in?"

Why did Mr. Shawn ask that?

Marissa subconsciously said, "GoCare Hospital, Ward 7012 of the inpatient department."

Caroline's condition was not good at that time, and the doctor said that it would take several days for her to recover. In order to let Caroline have a good rest, Marissa directly got a private ward for Caroline.

Marissa looked at Bentley's back and said suddenly, "Mr. Shawn, I just came back from the hospital. When I left, she just fell asleep." Her implication was to tell Bentley not to go, so as not to disturb Caroline's rest.

"I'll tell you about today's work later. After work, I'll make soup and send it to her." Marissa added.

Bentley didn't mean to stop at all. "You don't have to go. I'll ask someone to make soup and send it to her."

Marissa didn't know what is Mr. Shawn's meaning. Marissa confusedly saw Bentley disappear around the corner.

The downstairs at Royal Club, Bentley got in a car and made a phone call.

"Anderson, help me go to 'Goosefoot Restaurant' to buy some mild liquid food and send it to GoCare Hospital, Ward 7012 of the inpatient department."

"Well, who's sick?"

"Don't ask so much, just buy it." Bentley suddenly remembered something and told him on the phone: "Deliver it in half an hour."

"Fuck! Am I Superman? Does he want me to fly there ?" He couldn't believe that Bentley asked him to get there in half an hour. He was just going to complain to Bentley when the other party hung up without mercy.

Shit!

Anderson put on his clothes in a hurry and ran downstairs.

Anderson went downstairs and called Goosefoot Restaurant. "Yes, I'll take these in a quarter of an hour. Be quick." After Anderson hung up, he began to scold Bentley several times in his heart.

Who on earth was sick? Bentley was so worried.

When Winnie was sick, he didn't see Bentley so worried.

Bentley walked into Caroline's room. He was very satisfied with Marissa's choice of a single ward and felt that Marissa was considerate.

But it wasn't because Bentley that Marissa got Caroline that good ward.

The man walked to Caroline's hospital bed with his long legs. He stared at the woman in the hospital bed. His expression was complex, and he didn't even notice that.

Bentley never thought that a person would change so much in three years.

Her small and delicate face became a little unrecognizable, and her skin lost its luster. If you look carefully, you can still find the facial features of the young lady of the old Miss Jamesons' mission, but they are no longer the same.

In only three years, her eye bags began to swell, her eyebrows were messy, her lips were dry, and her skin became much rougher.

At that time, the person on the ward moved slightly, turned her head, and the bangs covering her forehead slipped down, revealing the scar covered by the bangs.

Bentley's eyes were sharp. He frowned and looked at the eyesore scar for a long time. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand. As soon as he met the scar on Caroline's forehead, the woman on the bed woke up.

instant!

She dodged the hand in terror!

Why did he come? What did he want to do?

Bentley didn't change her expression.

Is she hiding from him?

As if he didn't believe it, Bentley extended his hand to Caroline again. Caroline almost subconsciously picked up the quilt and suddenly retracted her head into the quilt.

Bentley looked at the woman in the quilt with a cold and frightening expression.

This damned woman is really hiding from him!

He stared at the ball curled up in the quilt, vaguely seeing that the quilt was shivering.

Caroline began to regret after she hid in the quilt. Why did she hide in the quilt? If Bentley wanted to trouble her, it would be useless for her to hide in outer space. It's no use hiding in the quilt.

Bentley opened Caroline's quilt with a big hand. He asked coldly and slowly, "Are you hiding from me?"