My Waste Husband

Chapter 72

Sylvia pushed the door and walked into the house. There was no one in the hall, only a wheelchair.

"Grandpa?" She tentatively called.

"Come in," Robert's weak voice sounded in the inner room.

A bad feeling rose in Sylvia's heart, so she quickened her pace.

When walking to the door, she saw that Robert was lying on the bed without any movement and his tone was very weak.

Henry was sitting by the bed.

"Sylvia, come here," Robert's voice was very low.

Sylvia had no time to scold Henry and walked to the bed with concern.

"Grandpa, I told you not to talk!" Henry said.

"I can't help it," Robert smiled slightly.

"Don't smile!" Henry reminded him again.

"Henry, why are you yelling? How could you..." Sylvia couldn't help opening her mouth, but she stopped talking when seeing that Robert was lying on the bed, wearing a facial mask.

"I told you that when applying the mask if you laugh too hard and your face is moving, the mask will be useless. Why don't you listen to me?" Henry said with a look of exasperation.

It was unbelievable for Sylvia what was happening in front of her.

"Grandpa, you are..."

Robert pointed to his face, "Ah, this, Henry said my skin was poor and asked me to apply a facial mask every day."

Henry looked at his mobile phone, "Okay, 15 minutes have passed. It's time to take it off."

"Oh. This mask is really cool and comfortable," Robert took off the mask, twisted his body, got out of bed, and ran to the bathroom to wash his face.

Sylvia looked at Henry strangely, "You came here to teach my grandfather how to apply a facial mask?"

"Yes," Henry nodded. "When you are old, you should enjoy life. It is not only women who can apply a facial mask."

"You were too boring... Hmm?" Sylvia suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked towards the bathroom with incredibility. At the same time, her body was also trembling slightly. "My grandpa... he can walk?"

"Yes," Henry nodded. "Grandpa just had blocked the nerves in his legs, which was not a real paralysis. With just a little massage, he can stand up now."

Henry's words contained a lie. The biggest problem for Robert was the heart issue. But Robert asked him not to tell anybody about it.

"You, you really cured grandpa?" Looking at the man in front of her, Sylvia was shocked.

She had looked for many doctors for her grandfather's illness, but none of them had the ability to cure him. She had never thought that her husband, who had been doing housework for a month, could be the one to cure him.

"Pah, bah, bah, what husband?"

Sylvia's face was slightly red.

"In fact, it's not difficult. Grandpa's body is still strong. By the way, why are you here?"

"I'm ..." Sylvia stopped talking. She had been worried about what Henry would do, but now she found that it was not a mess. It was a great favor.

Robert quickly washed up and returned to the inner room. He looked at the man and the woman in the inner room, full of satisfaction. They were really a perfect match. His granddaughter had found The Conqueror as his grandson-in-law. Amazing, really amazing!

"Grandpa, are you all right?" As soon as Robert came out, Sylvia couldn't wait to run to him and looked up and down.

"All right, thanks to Henry. Look at me, I can jump now. It's not a problem to live another ten years, haha," Robert clapped his chest and laughed.

Looking at her grandfather's energetic appearance, Sylvia's face was full of happiness, the two of them chatting happily. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

After chatting for a while, Robert seriously said, "Sylvia, I have something to tell you now. Listen carefully."

"I'm going out for some fresh air," Henry said. Without waiting for Robert to speak, he walked out of the main house.

Richard and others had been waiting at the door, looking forward to the result.

When seeing Henry coming out gloomily, these people all showed a satisfied look. They felt that Master Lin had already punished him.

"Hey, isn't this the son-in-law of our Lin family? Why are you so unhappy?" Richard curled his lips and came up to ridicule him.

Henry didn't say a word, just lowered his head and walked past Richard.

Looking at Henry's reaction, Richard felt prouder.

Milan had been waiting in the parking lot. When she saw Henry, she rushed up and asked him whether Robert was cured.

"He's cured. I have to go now," Henry said goodbye to Milan and walked out of the mansion.

Milan heaved a sigh of relief; at the same time, she was happy for her good friend.

About half an hour after Henry left, the door of the main house opened again. Sylvia came out with a cold face. Robert must have told her what had happened before.

Although Sylvia knew that Richard coveted Lins Group, she didn't expect that he would use such a despicable method to frame Henry on purpose, causing negative news to the Lins Group, suppressing the stock price, and impeaching her position of the president through the original agreement.

As Sylvia walked out of the door, she saw the smiles on the faces of Richard and others, which made her sick. Just glancing at them, Sylvia turned her head and walked to the parking lot.

Seeing Henry and Sylvia leave, Richard rushed to the front of the main house, "Grandpa, the members of the board of directors propose to hold a meeting today. Do you have any opinions?"

"Okay. There shouldn't be so many scums in our Lins. It's time to get rid of them." Robert sat in the wheelchair and slowly appeared outside the main room.

Robert's words made Richard happier. He didn't know who Robert was referring to.

Sylvia went to the parking lot and drove Milan out of Lin's mansion.

She didn't say a word all the way.

"If you're happy, just laugh out!" Milan curled her lips while sitting in the passenger seat.

Sylvia couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Milan, how did you know Henry could save my grandfather?" Sylvia asked in confusion.

"Didn't you know that your husband can massage? Why didn't you have him treat your grandfather?"

Sylvia answered with some embarrassment, "I didn't know that he had the ability to do that. I thought he only knew how to massage."

"My God," Milan said, covering her forehead. "Your mind is just full of business!"