Deep love: insatiable lover

The two of them were so close together!

Vanessa quickly pushed Dylan away and stood up. Realising she was still wearing Dylan’s jacket, she didn’t hesitate to take it off and throw it into his arms.

-It’s getting late, you’d better get out of here.

-Are you hungry? I’ll go and get you something to eat.

-It is not necessary.

-Have a glass of milk first, it’s too early for the breakfast room to be open.

Dylan finished as if he hadn’t heard Vanessa’s refusal, smiled at her and put on his jacket to leave.

-Can’t understand human speech?

Vanessa frowned, muttering to herself in disgust.

“It doesn’t matter.”

Quickly leaving Dylan behind, Vanessa turned around and entered the hospital room.

“I wonder when Enrique will wake up. With broken ribs and a body blow, it must hurt and all sorts of things were out of control. Maybe a male carer should be hired?”

With a jumble of thoughts, Vanessa approached Enrique’s bedside.

He was still unconscious.

The man in the hospital bed looked particularly emaciated and pale, but fortunately there was nothing more serious.

-I’m sorry.

Vanessa looked at Enrique and apologised.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a movement at the door and Vanessa reflexively turned to see if it was Dylan, and her face immediately clouded over when she realised it was Dylan. She looked back at Enrique, hardened her face and quickly left.

-Why are you still here?

-Milk.

Dylan handed him a paper cup with a cute cow painted on it, which he found particularly attractive.

-It’s better to hire a male escort when you’re in that state, isn’t it? After all, a lot of things are inconvenient and you’re not strong enough to do a lot of things.

-I’ll hire him, you can come back if you’re OK.

-I’ll come back when I’ve seen that you’ve finished your drink.

Vanessa snorted coldly and drank her milk quickly in front of Dylan.

-Can you go now?

“So much so that you don’t want to see me?”

Dylan thought with some frustration, sighing inwardly and then speaking.

-The carer will be here soon. Don’t worry, he has plenty of nursing experience and is perfectly capable of leaving Mr. Henry in your care.

-It is not necessary. I can get an escort myself.

-You look like you’d like me to stay with you.

-You…

-OK,” Dylan smiled and looked at his watch. The caretaker will be here in a few minutes to report, so you can go back to rest when he arrives. I know how you’re feeling right now, but it’s important to make sure you stay healthy while you’re looking after people. I’ll come back to you when I’m free, be good.

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Vanessa stared at Dylan with the wide-eyed expression of an alien.

“Are you out of your mind? I can’t believe you’re talking to me in a softer tone than before.”

Especially the words “be nice”, which gave her goose bumps.

-Well, I’m off.

Dylan hooked his lips, leaned in to give Vanessa a soft kiss on the corner of her lips as she lost herself in thought, and turned to leave in style.

-What’s wrong?

Vanessa frowned and involuntarily reached up to touch her lips.

-Excuse me, are you Miss Vanessa?

asked Vanessa as she turned to see a particularly neat middle-aged man looking at her with a polite smile.

From his appearance, he gave the impression of being kind, reliable, patient and meticulous.

“Is he the caretaker Dylan hired?”

-Hello, Miss Vanessa. I am the caregiver who is here to take care of the patient, my name is Gaos, you can call me Israel.

Since the man was here and Vanessa was quite happy with her first impression, there was no point in pushing people out of the way for Enrique’s benefit.

-Please.

Vanessa smiled and nodded, turning to lead Israel into the living room.

As Dylan opened the car door and got in, he pulled out his phone and dialled a number.

-Yes, my order will be delivered to the hospital at seven o’clock. I will send the address now, remember to be punctual.

When he hung up the phone, another text message was quickly edited.

Once this was done, Dylan was about to throw the phone away and restart the car when the phone suddenly vibrated.

It was Matthew who was calling.

-Did you make it?

-Yes, it’s all there. It is evidence of intentional damage. I have also privately contacted the fatigued driver and he has already spoken to me. But even if he was prosecuted, Orlando would have got off easy, he handled it very cleanly.

Dylan narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharp.

-Then find a way to connect it to the issue.

-You are thinking of ….

-Grupo Moya isn’t going to last much longer anyway, is it? The match is almost over, and it’s time for me to prepare one last present for my nephew.

-All right.

The two quickly hung up on this side, while Orlando sensed something on the other.

-Mr. Orlando. There is no direct evidence, but it is definitely Dylan’s people who are investigating us. Now, what are we going to do?

-Follow the original plan and spread the word.

Orlando smiled coldly, his eyes full of sadness.

Even if he lost, he wouldn’t let Dylan have it easy, let alone SJ get the full benefit of the doubt.

In hospital.

-Miss Vanessa? Here is your order for breakfast from a gentleman called Moya, please sign for it.

“What the hell do you want?”

Vanessa thought to herself, but finally signed.

In any case, the person delivering the food was innocent and there was no reason to make things difficult for him.

-Enjoy your meal.

Staring at the delicate disposable thermos in her hand, Vanessa did not move for a long time.

He purses his lips and approaches the bin, raising his hand to throw what he is carrying into the bin, but hesitates before dropping it.

Biting her lip and looking at the delicate thermos, Vanessa frowned helplessly.

Forget it, it’s a shame to waste food.

Reluctantly, Vanessa finished her breakfast and, as much as she hated to admit it, it tasted really good and she liked it all.

When he returned to the room, Enrique was already awake.

-Are you awake?

Vanessa looked at Enrique with an excited look and her eyes suddenly reddened.

-I’m sorry, it’s all my fault. If it wasn’t for me you wouldn’t have suffered this.

-What nonsense, how can it be your fault.

Henry smiled a faint smile and comforted her in a very soft voice.

-How do you feel? -Is something uncomfortable? Ah, yes. This is Israel, your caretaker. You can call Israel if you need anything, I’ll get your food first.

-Well, it’s just a minor injury, don’t worry or think too much about it,” Enrique said amused, but with a hint of worry in his eyes. I’m in hospital and I can’t take care of the company for now. You…

Enrique didn’t make it particularly clear because of the presence of Israel, a stranger, but Vanessa knew what he meant.

-It’s okay, there’s no rush. If you get well, I can take my time and wait.