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.”

in terror in 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 for life!”

What does this have to do with Annie?” Joseph’s handsome

of vegetable flower also tried to come in. She was barred from entering. If I hadn’t encountered

come last night?” Joseph couldn’t help but

was why Vincent had suddenly called him

graciously changed her clothes…”

instant. 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 myself!”

In the end, she just stepped inside the banquet hall. I had no idea what had transpired, but she dashed out as if she had gone berserk.”

girl at night, so I kept an eye on her. Unfortunately, when she crossed the road, she almost got hit! I rushed up

about Annie? Is she hurt?” Joseph asked

in a flash, as if she had stepped on a burning

cautioned you not

Annie isn’t from the same world as you. Don’t have any hopes or illusions about her that

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, only able to extend his neck to dispute with the man. His demeanor was

hall? Who requested that you change her clothes

do you mean?” Vincent asked, perplexed.

of encountering strangers and is very reluctant to attend any social gatherings.” Joseph recalled

“Autism…?”

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

was twenty-two years old, she still had

was why Aubree kept her confined at home all year and prevented her

did you consult her? Did you inquire if she wanted to? You never took into account her feelings from

felt a dull ache in his heart. “Annie just wants to live in tranquility. Don’t stir up any more trouble for her. You’ll hurt

taken aback for a moment and croaked, “Is there a

power,” Joseph shook his head helplessly, “would she still be like this now?”

he gazed upon the delicate and pretty face that had been pale with panic the night before, causing his heart to twitch and leaving him

that moment; it was Jake

furrowed his brow and paused for a beat. He had to

I’ll

that, he ended the

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

really father and son?

were no superficial familial

**

the chairman’s office.