My Waste Husband

Chapter 186

Since the accident yesterday, Sylvia felt as if the sky had collapsed.

She had never thought that Henry occupied such an important position in her heart.

Sylvia wiped the tears from her eyes. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

"Sylvia, what happened?" Seeing Sylvia's expression, Milan was also extremely anxious.

"It's nothing." Sylvia leaned on the bed and gently held Milan. "Milan, I just feel that I'm so useless."

"Sylvia, no matter what happens, don't think in that way." Milan patted Sylvia's back gently. "You're the president of the Lins. How can this be difficult for you?"

Just then, Sylvia's cell phone rang.

In a panic, Sylvia quickly took out her mobile phone and glanced at it. It was a message from Sam.

"Sylvia, there should be no problem with this matter."

Seeing this message, a trace of joy rose in Sylvia's heart. She returned to Sam and said, "Thank you. I'll invite you to dinner when I'm free."

Milan took out a paper towel and handed it to Sylvia, "Here, wipe your tears."

Sylvia picked up a napkin and casually wiped it across her face.

Milan stared at Sylvia for a few seconds, but suddenly her eyes were focused behind Sylvia. She said with some dissatisfaction, "Hey? Henry? You are just in time. Did you fight with Sylvia? Let me tell you, do not bully our Sylvia! Otherwise, I'll make you suffer!"

When Sylvia heard what Milan said, she forced a smile and said, "Don't try to make me happy."

"Make you happy? For what?" Milan asked in doubt.

"Henry is...."

As soon as she was about to say, she heard a familiar voice coming from behind her.

"Sylvia, I'm sorry to make you worry." This voice came from Henry.

Hearing this familiar voice, Sylvia's body trembled unconsciously. She slowly turned around and when she saw the man standing behind her, she could not suppress the emotions in her heart anymore. She got up and threw herself into Henry's arms.

The sudden smell of her fragrance made Henry slightly stunned. Then he put his hands-on Sylvia's slender waist and gently whispered in her ear, "I've made you worry."

The tears kept flowing out of Sylvia's eyes. She said with tears in her voice, "Have you... have you suffered any hardships?"

"No." Henry said with a relaxed look, "They knew that it was a misunderstanding, so they let me go. Nothing happened, and they even had a big meal there."

Henry could feel that the clothes on his chest had been wetted by Sylvia's tears. He did not expect that Sylvia would have such a big reaction, which made Henry very surprised.

Reaching out his hand, Henry gently hooked Sylvia's chin and let her raise her head to wipe away the tears on her face.

"Look at you. Look at you. You are crying like a tabby cat. Haha."

"You are the ugly one!" Sylvia raised her fist and hit Henry's chest.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm ugly. I'm ugly, but I've married such a beautiful wife." Henry smiled and stared at Sylvia's peerless face.

The appearance of her crying was particularly lovely.

Sylvia also happened to see Henry's fiery gaze. Her pretty face instantly turned red. She bit her lips lightly with her pearly white teeth and lowered her head.

"All right, the greasy smell is disgusting!" Milan deliberately fanned with her hand in front of her nose. "Are you two here to see me, or to show off your love? Is it interesting to bully a single person? Sylvia, do you believe that I will drag my young boy group in France and complete with your Henry in a second!"

"I don't believe you." Sylvia narrowed her eyes and smiled. Her bright eyes were like crescent moons. "My man is the best."

Upon hearing this, Milan subconsciously looked at Henry. She had to admit that Sylvia was right. Henry was excellent. How many people were so proficient in various fields in this world?

Henry's return safe has relived Sylvia. She did not have a good rest yesterday and night, and she didn't go to the company today. She chatted with Milan for a while. After she fell asleep, they left.

Last night, they did not drive. The car was parked at the entrance of the hospital. Looking at her tired look, Henry took the initiative to take on the role of a driver.

Sylvia was sitting at the front seat. Henry's appearance made her feel unprecedentedly at ease. Last night, Henry did not come back all night, which made her feel that her family was not complete.

Sylvia's hatred of Henry had long since disappeared with the passage of time. Instead, it had turned into a kind of attachment. The current Henry was the master of the family.

She leaned to one side and looked at the man who was driving. She felt very good.

Sylvia thought of last night and Helen's attitude. She asked Henry curiously, "By the way, do you know Helen Han, the deputy captain of the Criminal Investigation Team of the Municipal Public Security Bureau?"

Hearing Sylvia mention Helen's name, Henry felt a little embarrassed. He scratched the back of his head with his hand and said, "Why did you suddenly ask this?"

Sylvia explained, "I went to the police station after you had an accident yesterday. Officer Han appeared to be more anxious than I was after she knew about the case."

Henry felt warm in his heart. He had not experienced such a feeling of being cared for for a long time. He nodded and said, "Yes, there was a lot of misunderstanding with this police officer Han before. Later, the misunderstanding was resolved, and we became friends."

"Just a friend?" Sylvia looked at Henry suspiciously and murmured, "Why do I feel that she is interested in you?"

Henry almost missed grasping the steering wheel. He laughed awkwardly and did not answer, focusing on driving.

After arriving home, Sylvia was lying on the sofa. Her schedule had been very regular. She suddenly stayed up all night, which made her look particularly haggard. Her appearance made Henry feel distressed. He stood behind Sylvia, put his hands on her temples, and gently massaged her.

The comfort coming from her head made Sylvia gradually close her eyes. Her long legs slowly stretched out, and her whole body also relaxed. In just five minutes, Sylvia started breathing evenly.

Henry stopped what he was doing, slowly held her in his arms, and walked to the bedroom upstairs.

In Sylvia's bedroom, there was a unique fragrance of a lady. Henry put Sylvia on the bed and carefully took off her shoes and socks. He covered her belly with a towel and quietly looked at the sleeping beauty in front of him for a while. Then Henry crept out of the bedroom door.

After returning to his room, Henry charged his cell phone up. The moment he turned it on, he received countless messages from Helen.

"You ba*tard, why didn't you tell me after you came out? Don't you take me seriously?"