Sweet Pregnant Wife: CEO Phillip's Fierce Love

Chapter 162 You Will Ruin Him!

Aydan did not know how to describe it. When he heard Ann's question, he raised his chin and sneered.

"What are you pretending for? You're happy to hear that my brother is hospitalized because of you,

aren't you? I have seen too many hypocritical women like you! Do you want to marry into the Moore

family? Dream on!"

Ann's heart sank, falling into a bottomless void.

Her left hand gripped her right hand tightly. She warned herself repeatedly in her heart,

'He is the son of that woman.

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'Otherwise, all the previous efforts would be of no avail!'

...

Ann held back the tears that had already welled up in her eyes and raised her head, forcing herself to

reveal a cold expression.

She looked up at Aydan and sneered.

"As you said, I can get neither fame nor power from the Moore family. Why should I waste my time on

Phillip? Instead of arguing with me, why don't you persuade your unreasonable brother not to disturb

my life in the future?"

After saying that, Ann ignored Aydan's expression and immediately went downstairs.

Aydan did not expect Ann to be so heartless. He was stunned.

Then, he pounded the wall in anger. After hearing his words, Ann still refused to see Phillip.

Aydan was afraid that Ann did not like Phillip anymore.

He was worried about Phillip.

Ann covered her mouth and stood at the corner of the stairs. She heard Aydan leaving.

Only then did she cry out.

Phillip had been hospitalized because of her.

Ann recalled that when she left the teahouse yesterday, she heard the sound of something broken and

felt the fiery gaze that had been glued to her.

Her heart seemed to be torn in half.

Half shouted that she loved him, and the other half reasoned that she could not love her.

It was all the faults in their stars.

...

Aydan returned to the ward with a frown and saw Phillip lying on the bed, seeming to be asleep.

He ground his teeth and sat down on the sofa.

Todd took a guess and nudged Aydan's arm.

"She doesn't want to come?"

Aydan looked at Phillip, who was resting with his eyes closed and lowered his voice. He was extremely

depressed.

"That woman is so heartless. I told her Phillip is hospitalized because of her. Do you know what she

said?"

Todd glanced out of the corner of his eye at the person who had 'fallen asleep' on the bed. Phillip's

eyelashes trembled slightly.

"What did she say?" Todd asked with interest.

Aydan was furious and imitated Ann's tone.

"Instead of arguing with me, why don't you persuade your unreasonable brother not to disturb my life in

the future?"

After saying that, he grabbed Todd's arm, "Does she have a shred of conscience?"

Todd pressed a hand against his lips and chuckled.

Seeing Aydan's angry eyes, he coughed and put on a straight face.

"She's cold-blooded and heartless and shameless..."

Seeing that Aydan was appeased, Todd deliberately raised his voice,

"However, her words make sense. Love should be based on the will on both sides. Since she does not

like Phillip anymore, we should persuade Phillip to let go. There are so many beautiful girls in this

world, right?"

Aydan frowned, feeling Todd's words strange.

How could he speak for that woman? He was Phillip's friend, not hers!

Aydan was about to speak.

They heard a crack in the bed.

Phillip tossed on the bed.

The two of them looked over. Phillip had been lying flat. Now, he turned his back on them.

His coldness was almost palpable.

Apparently, he had heard their conversation.

Aydan covered his mouth with a look of horror.

It was over. His brother heard it. Would his get worse?

Todd raised his eyebrows, took out his phone, and sent a message.

Seeing that the message was sent out successfully, Todd smiled.

He pulled Aydan out of the ward.

"Phillip is sick. He needs to take a good rest. The Moore Group must have someone in charge. You

have to share your brother's burden!"

Aydan struggled in the corridor.

"Let me go. There are still so many people in the Moore Group. My brother is hurt. I have to take care

of him..."

...

Ann returned to William's ward and washed his clothes. Then, she sat on the side and waited for Ann

to finish dinner.

Ann looked at Ann who was sitting in a daze on the chair.

"Ann."

Ann did not move as if she had not heard his words.

William frowned slightly and raised his voice.

"Ann!"

Ann was startled and turned to look at William.

"Dad, have you finished? I will clean up the table..."

William waved his hand, signaling Ann to sit down next to him.

He pursed his lips when he saw that Ann had emaciated.

"The professor you met on the blind date, how are you getting along?"

Ann was stunned for a moment, and then she smiled.

"Not bad. His name is Emery. He's a few years older than me and has a calm and gentle personality.

He doesn't mind that I have Nikki. We'll get on for a while."

Ann heaved a sigh of relief. But he could not rest assured ye.

He spoke carefully.

"Ann, since you've already decided to try with him, you should forget the past. You should be

responsible for both you and him."

"I know," Ann pursed her lips. "We've already agreed to get along for a while. If there is no problem...

we will get married."

When it came to the word marriage, Ann smiled ruefully.

She never thought that her marriage would be decided in this way.

However, this was her best choice now.

Melinda would no longer use her father to threaten her, and her father could see her set up a family as

he wished.

As for him... he would recover.

William spent most of his time sleeping because of his illness.

Ann saw him fall asleep and was about to leave. Then, she received a strange message.

'13 Floor, Room A01. Gastric hemorrhage. Not yet awake. No one is in there after seven o'clock in the

evening.'

Ann tightened her grip on the phone.

She knew what it means.

She was not in the mood to guess who sent this message.

But she felt her impulse.

Ann sat on a bench in the corridor of the hospital, holding her phone. Her face was a battlefield of

conflicting thoughts.

There was a voice in her heart shouting, "Just take a look and make sure that he is fine. Just take a

look and leave. No one will know."

Another rational voice was reminding, "Ann, think about your current relationship. You will ruin

him!"