CEO's Dumb Bride

Chapter 91 For a Change of Mood

Chapter 91 For a Change of Mood

Upon hearing this, Francis's gaze fixed intently on Lester, "What did you say?"

Lester suddenly felt his scalp tighten. Francis's expression in his eyes made Lester doubt if he omitted the "what if" part in his previous statement.

He hurriedly explained, "I was just making a casual remark. No need to react so strongly."

"Let's not make such assumptions," Francis firmly rejected his words, and his attitude was extremely tough.

Lester's eyelids jumped, wondering if Francis seemed to not want Lilian to get pregnant.

"Alright, I spoke out of turn," Lester chuckled, realizing that Lilian's decision to ask him to keep her pregnancy a secret was probably the right one.

He couldn't understand why someone would not like their child.

......

Lilian was caught in the rain last night, and she had a slight fever at midnight. She had been in bed the entire day.

Nobody knew she was at the Francis Residence until the maid conducted a routine cleaning in the afternoon, discovering Lilian lying in bed.

As soon as the maid lifted the quilt, she was startled when she found someone on the bed.

"Ms. Rossum (used when Nelson Casey referred to Lilian Rossum)?"

Lilian opened her eyes in a daze and saw the maid's look of shock, and she propped herself up and sat up. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

"How could you be here?" The maid asked.

Lilian gestured and saw the confusion in the maid's eyes. She gave up and took out her mobile phone to type words to the maid.

"I'm staying here for a few days," she typed out.

The maid finally understood. "Alright, is there anything you need assistance with?"

Lilian continued typing, "Please bring me two fever-reducing pills. Thank you."

"Of course, please wait."

The maid put down what she held and left to fetch the medicine.

Lilian raised her hand to touch her forehead. Her hand felt as warm as her forehead, and naturally, she couldn't discern anything by touch.

However, she had the same dizziness and throbbing headache as her last fever. She went through this before.

Soon the maid brought in the fever-reducing medicine and warm water and handed it to Lilian, who slept for several hours after eating.

When she woke up again, it was already seven or eight in the evening.

She sweated profusely, and her fever subsided somewhat.

She heard Ruby's voice downstairs. She was cooing at a child in her arms, her face filled with the joy and tenderness of a new mother.

Upon seeing Lilian, Ruby was momentarily surprised. It seemed she hadn't expected Lilian to still be here.

Ruby smirked, "Ms. Rossum, didn't you go back last night?" "

Lilian shook her head.

Ruby then recalled what the maid said and her smirk faded slightly, "Why did you suddenly decide to stay here?"

Lilian gestured, "I wanted to for a change of mood."

Ruby's eyelids twitched. For a change of mood? Why did she have to stay here?

She didn't say this, because there was no evidence. She didn't want to guess indiscriminately, thus affecting her relationship with Johnson.

"Then, Ms. Rossum, how many days do you plan to stay?"

Lilian gestured again, "I don't know, maybe just two or three days."

At that moment, Johnson returned home from outside. Ruby caught a glimpse of him from the corner of her eye, returned to a smile on her face and asked, "Alright, Ms. Rossum just had a miscarriage, and your body is weak. It's a good idea for you to rest here for a few days."

This statement was not just said to Lilian, it was also to Johnson.

If Johnson still had feelings for a woman who had two miscarriages of children, then it could only mean that he had a problem with his brain.

Upon hearing this, Johnson didn't react much. He walked in with composure.

He was still dressed in that traditional attire, with slightly curly hair hanging down at the sides. He walked directly to Ruby's side with a constant smile on his face.

After sitting down, Johnson gently touched the baby's cheek and asked with a smile, "Did he

mess around today?"