It was still early when the wind blew. Linda put the coat on Johnson hurriedly and complained, "You're always busy with your work. You should take care of yourself. If you get older, you'll have more and more health problems."
In other words, he was the dumb who only knew how to make money.
"But I've got a good wife. She will take care of my daily life. " Johnson held her hands and smiled.
The smirk on Johnson's face made her feel better. She said with a smile, "I just don't know how it's going with Consuela now."
She didn't come to see them and they didn't know where she was.
Johnson sighed and said, "Maybe what Consuela has gone through now is because she has climbed up to a higher status."
There were times that they couldn't catch up with the change in their plans. Thus, Consuela's schedule, which was supposed to go to the Xia Clan, was delayed.
When she received the call from Debbie, she was preparing to pack up and go to the Xia Clan. The person on the other end of the phone asked her to accompany her weirdly.
She sounded like she was about to cry. "Consuela, I'm really panicking now," she said anxiously.
After some pause, Consuela thought about the woman's strange behavior. 'She always seems fearless. I don't know why she acts like this. But at this moment, I can't set my mind at rest.'
She said a few comforting words and asked the address. When she saw the name on the paper, her head ached. Did she make trouble again?
In a hurry, she got on the car heading for the hospital. It suddenly occurred to her that she should call her mother and tell her about this. Her mother also felt nervous when she heard her refusal.
"Since your friend is in such an emergency, you'd better go to keep her company now. You can go home whenever you want."
"Okay, mom. Thank you."
"Wish your friend good health."
Consuela arrived at the hospital in trepidation. Debbie sat on the plastic bench of the waiting room, holding a registratio
o try to persuade her.
The two of them went to the rented house together. As soon as they entered the living room, Debbie threw herself directly on the sofa, furiously holding a large and freshly embroidered pillow in her arms.
"Consuela, please don't go..."
Looking at the woman who shook her head and was about to retreat, Debbie suddenly said in a hoarse voice. When she raised her head, she found her eyes red.
"Don't be so childish. I'm just going to get you a glass of water. I won't go."
Debbie let go of her hand, lost in her own world again. Consuela was a little helpless, and asked as she poured her a glass of water.
"What's wrong with the baby? Did you have a quarrel with Baron?"
Now she was supposed to be at work, but she had to do the examination in the hospital.
What was more, Baron was not with her as usual. It was really suspicious.
"The child was an accident. He went to a dinner with me that night, and he was completely drunk."
At that time, she had drunk too much too. What would happen to the two people who were not very sober? It couldn't be imagined.
Debbie said straightforwardly, "I didn't expect that I would hit the nail on the head."
Holding the glass in her hand, Consuela's hand trembled slightly. "Everything is possible," she said with embarrassment.