Chapter 52 A Sick Man (Part one)

She was still angry because she was kicked out of the company by Richie a few days ago. What's more, she heard that he was sent to the hospital.

Fury started to rise in her heart when she saw his wife, Consuela, standing outside the ward, safe and sound. She had been so angry that she had lost her sanity.

Now how could she explain that she slapped Consuela just because she hated her?

As the members of the Ye Clan came to her in succession, Laura decided to give up arguing with them, and she was ready to calm down and show weakness. With red eyes, she said to Wendy, "Auntie, it's all my fault. I am too impatient."

Cassie raised her eyebrows and said nothing. She turned around to greet those who were ill tempered. She was so persuasive that they put it down a lot.

Wendy sneered and ignored the contemptuous woman who was like a clown. She looked the woman behind her up and down carefully.

"Consuela, you're the wife of the young master of the Ye Clan. If anyone dares to beat you in the future, you can beat him or her as you like. I'll take care of the rest," she said.

She looked at Consuela who was as meek as a kitten and said in a gentle voice, "Don't cry. If you feel unhappy, you can punch her now. Don't be afraid. Mother in law will support you."

Although she was always acting like a peacemaker, she was still a daughter of a noble family. Whoever beat the member of the Ye Clan was offending the authority of the Ye Clan.

No matter how intimate their relationship was, it was possible for them to fall out.

Laura's face turned pale with fear. This time, she really went to the extreme.

She looked down to hide her anger, and pinched her fingers into the flesh of her palm, but she didn't feel it at all.

Being treated like this, Consuela didn't know what to do. The pain in her face hadn't faded away, it was reduced a lot when she heard what Wendy had said.

Richie's mother was about the same age as her mother, and both of them treated her well.

Consuela couldn't help running into the woman's arms and sobbed.

Perhaps it was because she had been suffering for too long that she was so thrilled as soon as somebody e

y of him. But he was a person who would seek revenge for the smallest grievance.

She was speechless in embarrassment. The ward was as quiet as the sea surface before high tide.

Being red in the face, Consuela didn't say a word. The rest stared at her with curious eyes. She walked out and closed the door thoughtfully.

It was late at night and L City was not safe recently. She dared not leave and waited in the plastic chair.

Not knowing how long it had passed, Cassie walked out first from the ward. She gave Consuela a sympathetic look and said, "I completely trust you now."

If she mentioned the things that had happened three years ago, he would have been much angrier. But it was too embarrassing.

Consuela raised her head and said with a wry smile, "Thank you for your trust."

Her hair was pulled away from the injury and her face was pinched gently. The woman commented, "It's like medium rare."

"Then I'll try to be medium well next time." She lowered her head again, sulking.

'What kind of people is she? She even comments that my face is like a medium rare steak.'

"I'm just kidding. I'll go to my office and get you some ointment." Cassie touched her head with a smile and left happily.

Consuela turned her head to look at the open door. Through the crack, she could see his face clearly.

The red spots at the end of his eyes had already vanished. He really had a cheerful chatting with those in the ward.