Chapter 107 You are poor and still have reason
After making the call, Fairen Evert then went back to the vip ward, this time is not yet the closing time, she was not able to leave.
But at this time, a fidgety woman rushed over and accidentally bumped into her, and the phone in Fairen Evert’s hand fell to the ground with a “pop” and broke.
Fairen Evert looked at the screen fragments on the ground and felt a lot of emotions.
It is true that cheap things are not resistant to fall, look at this broken, I do not know if it can still be repaired.
The woman looked at her apologetically: “Sorry sorry, I didn’t mean to …”
The other party and her average height, meek and well-behaved, white skin Zhe, large and soulful eyes, face face a little baby fat, wearing some fat school clothes, tied ponytail, look like but 17 or 18 years old, probably a student of a nearby high school.
Fairen Evert does not intend to make things difficult for people, squatting down to pick up the debris and the phone: “It’s okay, it’s okay.”
“My father was hospitalized, running all the way over here is too urgent, you are standing here on the corner I really did not notice, really sorry!”
The girl looked guilty and lowered her head and apologized to her, looking very sincere.
Fairen Evert was just about to say something when she heard a shocking sound of breaking glass from the room.
The girl blushed, and when she knew it was coming from that ward, she ran over in a hurry.
Fairen Evert cleaned up the pieces, a little uneasy to follow, but saw a man lying in bed with convulsions, completely uncontrollable arms touched off many things, the floor a pile of water Ze and debris, the girl did not look at rushed to hug their father.
Just at this time, several doctors and nurses poured in outside, with the appropriate treatment tools and began to work.
“Are you a family member of this patient? If not, go back first, this is not a place for you to watch the show.” The young nurse frowned and looked at her with displeasure.
Fairen Evert, somewhat embarrassed, gave way, sighed and left.
I used to be a doctor myself, like this kind of old age, sickness and death has long been looked down on, just do not know why there is still some pity. Maybe because of their own children.
Thinking of the child, Fairen Evert a panic, I do not know if the mother has returned, if the child has been put at home the consequences are unimaginable, want to call, their cell phones and a pile of fragments.
Fairen Evert stood still, lamenting the vagaries of the world.
Back in Maxton West’s ward, the man was coldly playing with his phone, his eyebrows clear and cold, hearing footsteps, and not glancing at her, his attitude was very cold.
I don’t know if it was the warm orange light, but Maxton West looked much gentler than usual in his white hospital gown.
Fairen Evert stepped aside and dwelled for a while before slowly speaking out, “Young master, I’d like to borrow your cell phone …”
She now had the idea of finding a hole to bury herself in, it was … so embarrassing.
Maxton West ignored her, as if he hadn’t heard anything and generally left her hanging.
Fairen Evert poured him a glass of water, the man did not look, picked up the computer crackling typing something, long fingers like jade, fingers flip, very skilled movements.
After a while, just as Fairen Evert was thinking about going out, the man picked up something next to him, and after his fingerprint unlocked it, asked indifferently, “Bring it for what.”
“… call.
Maxton West then glanced at her, “Calling who.”
The company’s main business is to provide a service to its customers.
“As long as I don’t sign the divorce papers, you’ll be my Maxton West.
He knew everything that had happened to her at the bakery before, including the meeting with Joziah Evert, and although he didn’t know what the man was up to again, it didn’t seem to matter.
“…” was boring as hell.
“Call my mom.”
The next second, Maxton West dropped the phone directly on the table, lowered his head and looked self-conscious, his fingers retyping something on the keyboard, dazzling the eyes, the black keyboard and his white philosophers’ near-sick skin a contrast, eerie good-looking.
When she knew that her mother had come home and was taking care of him, Fairen Evert said a little breathlessly, “Mom, you go out every day, are you working on something?”
This question, she wondered for a long time, dancing is not to dance every day, right? Even if it is exercise this frequency is too high, every day early in the morning to go out, back in the evening.
And always leave the child alone at home, Fairen Evert really headache dead.
The mother of Evert’s mother stammered for a while: “Mom is old, what’s wrong, playing is wrong? I’m your nanny, I’m so old and I’m still watching your child, Maxton West is not poor, let him hire dozens of people to take care of it, you have to worry about it.”
She dared to leave the child with someone else? She didn’t have the heart to do that!
The mother’s tone was particularly bad, plus there was a lot of noise and seemingly a lot of people over there, Fairen Evert was a bit strange: “Mom, where are you now, are you really at home?”
“Geez you care so much.”
In the casino, the lights shine on the entire floor some decadence, the card table, Evert’s mother angry turned off the phone, looking at the cards in the hand uncomfortable the whole chest are blocked panic, today’s luck is really unlucky, has been drawing bad cards, she has not won!
No, look at the next few bitches have earned hundreds of thousands of dollars, their own bureau has lost more than 100, 000 to say out of shame, she really do not believe it: “One million, all in!”
The surrounding noise: “Since you are so generous I have no reason not to follow, two million, I follow!”
…
Fairen Evert was a bit surprised, when did her mother’s tone of voice become like this, every time she talked to her, she always looked impatient.
Could it be that it was menopause? Thinking about it, Fairen Evert realized that it was probably because she was living alone for a long time and the broken family had made her a bit unbearable.
Maxton West just finished his work and looked up at her indifferently, his eyes dark and shocking: “I asked the housekeeper to pick up the child, I don’t feel comfortable leaving it at your place.”
Fairen Evert glared at him with hatred, her heart was a bit hard to bear, but it was impossible for a mother to take care of a child like this, and she fell into deep thought.
Just at this time, Maxton West looked at her indifferently, took the phone and called directly in front of her: “Wang housekeeper, go to the Evert family, return the child to me safely, and say that his father misses him.”
Maxton West hadn’t paid much attention to the child since he was born, sometimes coming back just to check on him and then going to work in the study, and this was the first time he had said such a thing.
Fairen Evert is reluctant: “I’ll take care of … myself.” She swallows the words halfway through.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.
Maxton West looked at her: “What are you not happy with, I can give him anything good, if you can then I will give you the baby.”
“Material things don’t decide everything.”
Maxton West wasn’t offended, “So you’re justified in being poor? Hmm?”