CEO's Dumb Bride

Chapter 119 Cold

Chapter 119 Cold

The man's alias was "N", and his avatar was a black suit.

Lilian wanted to click into his moments to take a look, but he sent a message first, "Hello, do you want to file a lawsuit?"

It seemed that there was no need to check his moments. He was a lawyer.

Seeing that Lilian didn't reply, N sent another message, "Not many people know this account. One of my friends must have recommended me to you, right? Glad to serve you.

Lilian's fingers trembled. This man's enthusiasm did not make him look like a very good lawyer. This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

She quickly typed a reply, "I have something to ask you. What should I call you?"

N, "My name is Wilfred Vaughn.

Lilian changed his note to Mr. Vaughn. Just as she was about to type, she suddenly heard footsteps coming from the door and hurriedly put her phone in her pocket.

She looked back and saw that Francis was back.

Lilian got up from the sofa and stared at the door nervously. He took off his coat, walked straight to Lilian, and threw the coat on the sofa.

Francis asked her, "Why did you go to the hospital today?"

There was no expression on his face, and it was impossible to tell what he wanted to express concern or questioning.

Lilian was silent for a moment and gestured, "I caught a cold."

"Cold?"

Lilian nodded.

Francis stopped talking. He turned his eyes and locked his eyes on the business card on the coffee table.

Lilian was shocked. She wanted to go over and pick up the business card, but Francis took it one step ahead of her.

He held the business card between his fingers and looked at it carefully, then raised his eyes and glanced at Lilian with unclear meaning.

A little cold sweat broke out on her nervous forehead. Would he notice anything?

Fortunately, Francis just glanced at her lightly and threw the business card back on the table, "If you have a cold, take a good rest and go to bed early."

After saying this, he turned and went upstairs.

Lilian let out a long breath, picked up the business card, tore it into pieces, and threw it into the trash can.

She remembered that she hadn't eaten yet, so she went to the kitchen to take a look. There were still many dishes in the refrigerator, which Fabiana had bought before.

Thinking of Fabiana, Lilian's eyes dimmed again.

She took out the noodles and made two bowls of noodles out of habit. She didn't realize until they were ready that Francis might have already eaten.

Lilian brought the noodles to the restaurant, and she sat at the dining table alone, eating the noodles quietly

The bowl of noodles placed opposite her was still steaming, but slowly cooled down, leaving only the shriveled dough lying in the bowl.

She then went to the bathroom to wash up, took medicine, and then slept on the sofa.

When she woke up the next day, Francis seemed to be gone, and she was covered with a blanket.

Lilian came to the restaurant. The bowl of noodles was still on the table, but it was extremely cold.

She didn't know why, but when she saw the cold noodles, she felt a faint tingling sensation in her heart.

It was like something important, like this bowl of noodles, was getting colder little by little.

There was a sudden stabbing pain in her head, and her vision began to go dark again. She hurriedly grabbed the edge of the table, slowly sat on the stool, and waited for a moment to avoid falling to the ground.

She didn't know how many times this had happened, but she always feel dizzy and then faint.

Lilian calmed down on the chair for a moment, suppressed the dizziness, and then changed clothes and went to the company.