NovelEnglishChapter 856 Taste of Your Lips Madeline felt the scorching pain in her cheek, but she was afraid that if she slapped herself too lightly, Mya would not be satisfied, and then the Calder Group's might face obstacles.
She finally calmed down and realized that she shouldn't mess with Mya.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAt that, she noticed they were all looking at the door. Madeline looked over and saw Finnley standing at the door of the room with a surprised look in his eyes! Madeline's heart skipped a beat. Had he seen everything? She was extremely embarrassed.
She didn't know how to explain it.
"What did you buy?" Mya asked, trying to ease the embarrassment.
Then she smiled gently and walked toward Finnley. She took the bags from his hand, "Did you buy breakfast for Mr. and Mrs.
Calder?" "I'll go buy smore." Finnley turned to leave. What a pity! He cback late and missed the fun part.
What exactly happened? Why did Madeline slap herself in the face? But Finnley was sure that even if they were in the sroom, Mya could protect herself.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSo he was relieved and hurried downstairs to buy more food.
"Mr. and Mrs. Calder." In the hospital room, Mya handed the breakfast to them. "You must not have had breakfast, right? Here." Madeline was a little embarrassed. She turned her eyes at Pierre, who then took it over calmly, "Thank you." Mya looked at Eloise, who was lying in bed, "Dr. Watson is a brilliant doctor, and he will cover as soon as he gets the time. | believe Eloise will wake up soon with him here." She looked at Pierre, "Don't worry. When she wakes up, you should talk to her or find her a therapist if necessary. I'm sure it's more useful than having Finnley here." Madeline was silent while Pierre nodded, took the breakfast, put his arm around his wife's shoulder and left.
In the corridor, he whispered in Madeline's ear, "We have a project that needs the government's permission. Be careful not to mess with her." "Is she Finnley's type?" Madeline still couldn't figure it out. "She doesn't look like a lady at all!" Pierre smiled, "How do you know that? Being a lady does not mean being weak." "Eloise is not her match at all..." "She's right about something." Madeline looked over at him. "What?" "Finding a therapist for Eloise is more useful,” Pierre said, "Going to Finnley would only make things worse." "Let's wait until Eloise wakes up!" In Eloise’s ward, Finnley pushed the door open and walked in. Mya sat in the chair by Eloise's bed, staring at her.
"They're gone?" She did not answer him.
"Con, eat your breakfast first." Finnley walked up to her. "I bought you banana milk and bread." He was full of patience.
Mya pouted and turned her eyes coldly to look at him. "I was slapped because of you." She looked aggrieved with her big eyes, "You owe me!" When Finnley saw her red cheek, he immediately felt sorry for her, "Does it still hurt?" He bent down to stroke her cheek, "I'm sorry. It's all because of me. | will stay close to you from now on and | promise no one will hurt you again.” "I'm unhappy.” Mya pouted, "I don't want to have breakfast." Finnley crouched down beside her, opening a bottle of banana milk, "Take a sip? Just a sip, okay?" When he saw her just sitting there still, he drank a mouthful of it, "It tastes a bit different than before, and it's even better now. Do you want to try?" He put the bottle near her lips.
Mya took it suspiciously, and took a sip. "It tastes just the same!" Finnley smiled, took the bottle from her hand and drank it again, "Well, it's even sweeter this time. | could taste your lips!" Mya blushed.
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