Chapter 556 A Weak Person (3)

When the wheelchair arrived at the door of the ward, Richie stopped again. From the corner of his eyes, he saw the man following closely behind him. Obviously, he frowned with disgust.

"Why are you still standing here?"

In fact, he had sensed the nervousness in his voice. And a complicated emotion.

It was true that he was a little timid at this time, and he was even more frightened when someone stared at him.

Tim was a jerk who knew to take his cue from the boss but didn't know what to do.

"There is still a long way to go before the boarding time. I may have a long trip. Thinking that I won't be with you for a while, I miss you, so I have to spend more time with you now."

"Are you trying to make me sick?"

"……" He just wanted to make him unhappy.

Tim was so detested. But he was not a thick skinned person. He touched his nose, turned around and left.

He would rather prepare for the handover of his task than stand there and be disliked by others. What was more, he also needed to protect the person when he went there.

Then, the pictures when he was with Cassie, appeared in his mind.

Then he felt a little sad and had no choice but to sigh, whispering to the air, "I'm sorry."

He didn't speak the rest of the sentence.

'I'm sorry for what you've done to me. Thank you for keeping me company all the time. No matter how bad I am, you never give up.'

More or less, she had the idea of giving up, but in the end, she still insisted on it, which made him feel lucky in countless nights.

A man's heart was not made of steel.

If he stayed there for a long time and didn't get any reply, he would be tired. On the contrary, he would develop a kind of habit after waiting for a long time.

He might have been deeply influenced.

Tim walked out of the room with a smile. In front of him was Richie, who just opened the door and came in.

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

"Mr. Richie, are you coming to have dinner with us? I can bring you a pair of chopsticks. It's not troublesome at all. And there are many dishes, enough for three people to eat."

When he was already in a bad mood, he was even irritated by this. Richie's tone was not very good. He said directly, "Sorry, I don't like to have dinner with bastards."

Harry's face darkened, and was much resembled to the pale face of Richie. "Ha-ha... Mr. Richie, you are really fond of joking. You have taken care of Consuela for a long time. She must be very happy, right?"

Harry squinted and gave a sly smile. Obviously, he was implying something.

He knew that he could easily guess how much the relationship between Consuela and Richie was like. He didn't even have any hard feelings for them.

"Mr. Harry, you have a long hand. Do you really need to take care of things between my wife and me?" With a cold face, Richie said, "Besides, I don't like joking. I'm a frank person. Whatever I don't like, I will say it out."

This topic was a bit awkward, but Harry still bit the bullet to continue. "Mr. Richie is really a nice person."

"That's for sure. I don't need to pretend to be weak all the time like Mr. Harry. Your life is tiring but thankless."