A Crazy One-night Stand

Chapter 35: We Are Similar, Afraid of Trouble

Hearing that Alina was really the wife of the president of Scott Group, Mr. Sharon almost wet his pants.

Without hesitation, he apologized to Wilson, "Mr. Wilson, I'm sorry. I didn't know she was your wife. I'm

really sorry. I promise I'll leave Lanthem Hospital instantly."

After saying this, he looked carefully at Wilson. Seeing that he still had a cold expression on his face,

Sharon immediately added, "No, not just for now. I promise I will never step into this hospital ever

again." After that, he glanced at Wilson again.

Bill saw that Sharon was terrified of Wilson and rolled his eyes. He tried to save the situation. "Mr.

Sharon, shouldn't you go and settle your discharge formalities?"

"Ah, yes, I'll go immediately!" When Sharon heard Bill's words, he quickly left the scene and rushed to

the second floor.

Alina heaved a sigh of relief. For the past few days, she had been troubled by this young man. Sharon

was in the hospital room next to Mike's. She didn't know what illness he was suffering from, but he

looked no different from a healthy person. Every day, he would come over to Mike's room to talk to her.

If Morgan hadn't kicked him out, he would have spent all day in Mike's ward.

However, she wondered why everyone feared Wilson. Why was the man so scared when he heard that

Wilson was the president of Wilson Group?

Interrupting her thoughts, Wilson took the bouquet from her hand and threw it into the trash can next to Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

her. After that, he naturally held her hand and walked out of the hospital.

Bill shouted behind them, "Hey, Wilson, you have no manners at all. You should at least greet me

before leaving!"

Wilson turned his head and glared at him. "I'll settle this with you later!" Then, he strode in the direction

where his car was parked.

Bill caught a glance of Wilson's mischievous smirk as he turned away.

"Oh, I really want to slap myself in the face. Why am I such a blabbermouth to ask for a greeting? This

incident has finally settled. Now he is reminded that I am involved in this. Furthermore, he said that he

would get even with me later. Geez, what a headache!"

The last time Wilson had threatened him, Wilson pranked him by telling his grandfather that he made a

girl pregnant. When Bill came home, his grandfather took a knife and chased him around the kitchen,

saying that he had to take responsibility for his child and that he brought shame to the Taylor Family.

He had to kneel in the hall for four hours before he was allowed to explain himself. Wilson was too

much.

Wilson led Alina to the car and opened the door to the back seat for her. He got in after her.

The driver started the car and drove to the Wilson Family's villa.

In the back seat of the car, Wilson questioned Alina, "Did Mr. Sharon always harass you?"

"No, not all the time!"

"So, he did harass you from time to time?" Wilson raised his eyebrows slightly.

"No, he stayed in the hospital for just a few days," Alina explained calmly.

"I'm very satisfied with your performance just now!" Wilson said bluntly.

Alina was quiet for a moment. "I am someone who is afraid of troublesome and complicated things. I

used to completely avoid anyone or anything that smells like trouble from the start."

Wilson agreed wholeheartedly. "We are very similar, I am afraid of trouble too! The outside world is

already so complicated, at least my own little world should be peaceful and simple!"

She smiled at Wilson brightly in return. "Yes, I want a peaceful and simple life!"

"Days like these won't be too far away." Wilson had a faint smile on his lips. He was secretly looking

forward to life after marriage.

"I hope so!" Alina beamed.

On the other hand, Wilson could tell that Alina did not look forward to married life or the future. She was

different from all the other women he knew. Because of this, he wanted to do his best to satisfy her, so

that she would not regret marrying him.

The car sped along the road at high speed. The row of trees lined at the roadside cast their shadows

on the ground.