A Billion-Rich Woman Was Chased by Her EX-Husband

Chapter 190

The next day.

Upon hearing that Vincent had been in a car accident, Joseph disregarded the unresolved thorn hand incident and rushed to the hospital without delay.

In the VIP Ward Room

Lying straight on the bed with a waist and neck supporter, Vincent opened his mouth wide to catch the apple that the secretary had cut and fed him.

That silly son, with his stupid look, was unable to take care of himself in the main house and was abusing his own maid.

Joseph walked into the ward room and looked at him with a frown. “Did Anderson Group discover a new oil field? You’re not even thirty yet, how can you be so successful?”

The female secretary swiftly stepped aside, bowed to the man, and then tactfully moved to the door to give the brothers

space to converse.

“Brother, are you here to visit me or to make things hard for me? What kind of oil do I have? Do I need to be like this if I can get by? Hiss…”

Vincent bowed, his forehead beaded with sweat from the pain, and he winced in agony.

“Stay put. Look after yourself.”

Joseph’s expression remained cold, yet he hastened to the bed and assisted him in lying down.

“Brother, if I were paralyzed, would you push my wheelchair for me?” Vincent asked plaintively, his face full of sorrow.

“You have so many girlfriends, it’s not my turn to be one of them.”

“Don’t fret, even if you can only move your lips from top to bottom, you’re still the Anderson Group’s young master. You won’t be dallying around, nor will you be delaying any of the women who will be trailing you.”

“Tsk, that’s right…,” Vincent agreed, “my personal charm is right here.”

Personal charm?

Money has a certain charm to it.

“How did it come to this?” Joseph asked, his brow furrowed.

“Then you’ll have to bloody ask your sister about the vegetable flower.”

the night’s darkness. His chest heaved with rage. “It’s all her fault I’m half-paralyzed! Your fourth sister should be the one pushing my wheelchair

it plain. What does this have to do with Annie?” Joseph’s handsome face suddenly dropped.

night, at your dinner party, your sister of vegetable flower also tried to come in. She was barred from entering. If I hadn’t encountered her, you wouldn’t have been aware of how your sister

Joseph couldn’t help but

why Vincent had suddenly called him

graciously changed her clothes…”

His usually soft voice was raised, and his fists clenched. “Don’t get it wrong! My secretary altered it for her. I didn’t do it

legs again. “Subsequently, I escorted her to the banquet hall to meet Ada. In the end, she just stepped inside the banquet hall. I had no idea what

she almost got hit! I rushed up to save her at the crucial moment, and my lower back hit

Is she hurt?”

even stand. She got up and vanished in a flash, as if she had stepped on a burning wheel. She actually abandoned me!

already cautioned you not

Grandfather’s birthday banquet last time, it was an accident. Annie isn’t from the same world as you. Don’t have any hopes or illusions about her that you shouldn’t.”

I became like this to safeguard her. Don’t you have any compassion? You don’t express gratitude, but you reprimand me?!” Vincent was unable to move,

requested that you change her clothes

do you mean?”

is very reluctant to attend any social gatherings.” Joseph recalled Annie’s typical wary and

“Autism…?”

heart seemed to be stabbed by a needle, and his fingers

were a little peculiar; for although she was twenty-two years old, she still had the air of a

her confined at home all year and prevented her from seeing

did those things for her, did you consult her? Did you inquire if she wanted to? You never took into account her feelings

to live in tranquility. Don’t stir

and croaked, “Is there a

head helplessly, “would

delicate and pretty face that had been pale with panic the night

phone rang at that moment; it was Jake calling.

furrowed his brow and paused for a beat. He

the Sawle Group. I’ll be

that, he ended the call decisively.

his eyes and fixed his gaze on the darkened screen. His thin, sharp lips

father

if there were no superficial familial loves, so he

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Group, the chairman’s