Stuck In His Heart

Chapter 188 Alcoholism (2)

Even an idiot could sense the tension as Richie just finished his words. And the woman in front of the cold man didn't show any expression on her face.

He didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, as if he would have a duel with her if he looked at Cassie.

It took her a while to realize that her guess was right. This man went to drink because of Consuela.

She just didn't know the extent to which the quarrel between them had reached, so that this man, who always had super self-control, began to drink to relieve his worries.

She said in surprise to herself that he was stupid.

However, in this man's mind, Consuela was important to him too. Otherwise, he would not be able to control himself and do such a reckless thing.

The ward suddenly became quiet. Cassie took a bite of the apple to quiet herself down.

There were some changes in his facial expressions, mostly impatience and forbearance. She doubted that this man had wanted to hit her for a moment.

But considering the practicability of this kind of thing, he chose to give it up.

Cassie was scared by her own thoughts. She moved a stool far away from the hospital bed, took down an apple and reminded him, "You'd better not move now. If you have a sequela, I may not be able to save you."

Actually, she was threatening him. She didn't want him to forget that she was a doctor.

At the same time, she was looking forward to the return of Tim. She lowered her head to look at her watch. Thirty minutes had passed. Was the man a tortoise? Why didn't he return?

On the bed, Richie turned his back to Cassie while trying not to pull the infusion.

Then he asked, "did you tell her that I am in hospital?"

Cassie was biting the apple. She stopped for a while, looked at the man's embarrassed action, and smiled, "Don't worry. It's not worthwhile for a pregnant woman to worry about you every day. I won't inform her."

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Without saying anything more, Richie looked out of the window at the scenery. The sky was blue after the heavy rain of yesterday.

Tim had already brought the breakfast to the door. Hearing the undisguised words of Cassie, he hesitated for a moment.

Actually, it was he who said this to Cassie. He just thought that if that woman knew that Richie drank alcohol for her to get alcohol poisoning, she might be very happy.

Then she would put on airs to raise her worth again.

However, no matter what that person had done, when Richie learned that she had no idea of it and would not come to take care of him, he was somewhat disappointed.

Tim pretended that he didn't know anything. He opened the door and walked in, and said to the man on the bed, "Richie, you washed your stomach yesterday. You'd better have some liquid food today."

Cassie, who was sitting near the door and was ignored completely, bit the apple and sighed, "If you are so kind to me, I will definitely fall in love with you deeply."

The two men in the ward ignored her. Richie wanted her to leave, while Tim didn't know what to say.

He made a table on the sickbed, and then put everything on the table, then he took the rest and distributed them to Cassie, who had been waiting for a long time.

"Ha ha! You are obviously showing your partiality to him! His is the best porridge of TF Restaurant while mine is the one bought by the hospital!"

Cassie opened the packing box. When she saw the porridge arranged by Tim, she thought she would be treated as a master. But it turned out she was wrong.

But the difference was so big that she almost doubted that whether Tim really fell in love with Richie, so he detested her so much.

When Tim was still thinking about explaining, the man on the bed, who was removing his chopsticks, raised his eyes solemnly at her, and then he opened his mouth to help him out of trouble.

"Do you think you would choose to be one of those who suck up to your boss, or the vampire who will have to collect money later?"

The metaphor had mixed up with too many personal feelings. Cassie was not convinced, but she was really hungry.

Reluctantly, she reached out her hand and untied the disposable chopsticks. After glaring at the two men, she began to eat hard. Although she was familiar with the dishes, she lost her appetite in some kind of comparison.

'Tut! She regarded Tim as the most precious thing in the world, so she is so unreasonable to be jealous of the man in the hospital because of his love injury.'

Did she become stupid because she stayed up too late?

Compared with Cassie's resentment, Richie looked much calmer, and there was even a low atmosphere around him.

Whoever touched him would have bad luck.

As the man spoke, Tim's sight moved faintly to his face. When the man frowned, he quickly looked away.

While the man was concentrating on eating his porridge, Tim said to him, "Richie, you can rest in the hospital for a while. I'm going back to handle the company's affairs."

Taking a piece of tissue, Richie wiped his mouth and asked, "When can I be discharged from the hospital?"

Now that Consuela didn't know about this matter and wouldn't come to visit him, he thought he'd better pretend to be the toughest and most generous person so that Consuela wouldn't pity him.

He suddenly recalled that last time, he had been hospitalized and taken care of by Consuela. Now as he recalled what had happened today, he felt as if it had been a long time.

In the man's eyes where he had been lost in his memories, Tim saw a lot of sweet smiles that could not be ignored. But in the end, they were covered by a layer of dark, which seemed to be cast into a strong protective color.

All of a sudden, Tim thought of the man who had kept talking about his wife before he fell ill yesterday. The man's words shocked him so much that he couldn't ignore them anymore.

"I no longer force her to do anything, nor do I force her to believe that she is being fooled. In order to prove her identity, I took her to the Ye's house."

At that time, he simply wanted to give himself a successor, and then his family forced him to take her as an excuse. But it was undeniable that during the process of getting along with her, he had a feeling that he should not have been put in the plan.

It was so amazing that even he himself thought it was incredible.

When Tim left yesterday's memory, he asked in reply, "I'm sorry. Can you repeat what you just said?"

The man who was wiping his mouth paused, looking at the sleepy Tim, and then opened his mouth and repeated what he had said.