Worship The Ground You Walk On

Chapter 86 What I Owe You in This Life Will Be Paid back in The Next Life

Ben's sudden appearance obviously shocked Claudia.

Claudia wondered whether he hears the conversation between her and Christine just now? !

Christine was very witty. After showing a smile at Ben, she left.

When there were only Claudia and Ben left in the empty ward, Claudia felt embarrassed. She pursed ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

her lips awkwardly, lowering her head.

"How did you get hurt?"

A warm voice came from above, and Claudia's heart pounded with tension.

Without looking up, she could feel his steady gaze, which penetrated her heart.

"What did you do last night?"

Before Claudia looked up in astonishment, Ben had leaned close to her. He reached out and raised her

face, and glanced at the wound on her forehead indifferently.

She frowned neatly, and used sign language subconsciously, "It's okay, it's just an accident, I'm okay..."

"Claudia."

His voice was cold and indifferent.

He suddenly called her name. Claudia was stunned and her beautiful eyes narrowed.

"Don't make fun of everyone and treat others as a fool. I know your purpose!"

Ben flicked her chin hard. But compared with the pain, his cold eyes and impatient look hurt her more!

She worked hard all night just to get him treated as soon as possible and even hurt herself in order to

save him.

But what ddid she get?

Apart from his accusations and disdain, what else did she get?

Before leaving the ward, he also left a cold word, echoing in her mind for a long time..

"I know you have been smart since you were a child, and you are a well-known talented girl. I thought

you would be able to restrain yourself since you became dumb, but I didn't expect you are still the

same!"

Watching him turn and leave, leaving only a cold figure, she stayed in place.

Her heart seemed to be teared into pieces.

It turned out that he still remembered what she was like when she was a child..

She was very smart, and was good at singing and dancing.

Also, she could talk before.

How ridiculous!

It turned out that he remembered everything.

Claudia lay down slowly, pulled up the quilt, curled up and shrank into it. However, the quilt couldn't

resist the cold in her heart..

She placed all her hopes for revenging for her father, recapturing Evans's industry, restoring her voice

and saving her mother on such a man. Was it still... feasible?

This trip to France was delayed because of the injuries of the two.

The original schedule was three days, but it had to be postponed.

After staying in the hospital for a few days, Ben's injury was almost healed, but Claudia has not healed

yet.

In addition to the injuries on the head and arms, she also suffered from a bad cold and a high fever.

As a result, the attending doctor was anxious.

Mike, a young physician with blond hair, spent almost all day with Claudia in the ward, changing her

dressing, applying ice and giving her various examinations.

Just as Claudia was was racked by high fever, in the most difficult day, the cooperation between K

Group and the Crawford Group on CCU project had finally reached an agreement and been

successfully negotiated. In front of numerous press conferences at home and abroad, the executive

chairmen and presidents of the two companies shook hands and signed. CCU, a financial project that

caused a sensation in Europe, Asia and Africa, finally came to an end at this moment.

Claudia forced herself to watch the real-time live broadcast on the ward TV. She smiled when the

handsome man shook hands with President Simon to exchange the project contract and sign the

signature.

She was pale and weak. A shadow of a smile touched his mouth, which made her quiet, and beautiful,

just like the faded ink color in an ancient painting. The sky that was about to clear up.

The attending doctor Mike was standing aside, looking at her, and...was distracted for a while!

"My goodness! Claudia, you are so beautiful."

He didn't know what was wrong with him and he couldn't help but sigh.

The moment Mike said it, he realized that Claudia heard it, and then he felt panic and embarrassed. He

pursed his lips helplessly, and said "Sorry" again.

Claudia didn't have time to take care of it. She curled up on the bed lazily and closed her eyes.

The high fever made her muddled. Her mind was in a turmoil.

In a daze, she seemed to return to a very young age.

In the backyard, there was a bamboo forest and a rattan rocking chair. He father liked to hold her, sit on

it and shake it slowly. Next to it, there was a pot of hot tea, with a squishy heat and a faint fragrance of

tea.

Her father always touched her head and said, "Girls must make achievements when they grow up. You

are so mart, and the Evans Group will depend on you in the future!"

"You must be a strong person. Only when you are strong can you protect the people you want to

protect, such as your mother..."

She always remembered her father's words.

Only when she was strong could she protect the people she wanted to protect.

However, the prerequisite for her to become stronger was not to harm the people around her,

especially the one she loved the most.

In the dream, she seemed to rush over, hold her father's hand, and ask, "What is the prerequisite for

becoming stronger? Is it necessary to abandon unnecessary people, such as those who should not be

loved?"

But when she chased her father, she found her mouth opened, but she couldn't say a word.

She suddenly remembered that she was already dumb.

For so many years, she had long been accustomed to being a dumb. She was accustomed to silence.

But when she saw her father's loving face, she had only one thought in her heart, which became

stronger and stronger. She just wanted to rush over, hug him tightly, and call him Dad.

She did know that in her sleep, a man sat down on the side of the bed. The man took her hand and

looked at her who was ill. His slender hand stroked her hot forehead, and his eyebrows frowned

In the blur, she vaguely heard someone calling her.

"Claudia..."

That voice was very familiar.

This voice appeared countless times in her dream, whispered in the ear, low, hoarse, but magnetically

seductive.

"Thank you for saving me, why didn't you tell me? You can just say it!" Ben muttered, his deep cold

eyes fixed on her pale face.

The forehead was covered by something cold, cool but very comfortable.

She opened her sleepy eyes slightly, her weak gaze was out of focus. She looked weakly at the

handsome face close at hand, and listened to him again...

"But what should I do? I owe you in this life, so I will pay it back in the next life! Claudia, sorry!"

Then, the coldness on her forehead withdrew, and the man turned around resolutely, leaving her alone.

In the vague dream, she only felt that her heart was being pulled by some force, and the pain was

unbearable...

Outside the ward, Nate stood on one side with his hands hanging down, watching Ben walk out with a

gloomy look, and he didn't dare to neglect, he just said, "Mr. Crawford, the plane has been arranged,

and we can set off at any time, but... "

He paused, his gaze turned away from the ward, and then he asked in a low voice, "What about Mrs.

Crawford?"

"We can't take care of that much. Let's go home first!" Ben gave the command coldly, striding quickly to

the elevator.