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.”

night’s darkness. His chest heaved with rage. “It’s all her fault

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

entering. If

come last night?” Joseph couldn’t help

about it, this was why Vincent had suddenly called him to clean the door.

changed her clothes…”

usually soft voice was raised, and his fists clenched.

again. “Subsequently, I escorted her to the banquet hall to meet Ada. In the

was scared that something might happen to a girl at night, so I kept an eye on her. Unfortunately, when she crossed the road, she almost got hit! I rushed up to save her at the crucial moment, and my

about Annie? Is she hurt?” Joseph asked

got up and vanished in a flash, as if she had stepped on a burning wheel. She actually abandoned me! What else can I do to her porcelain?” Vincent pondered it and still felt furious.

already cautioned you not to entertain any thoughts about

isn’t from the same world as you.

don’t express gratitude, but you reprimand me?!” Vincent was unable to move, only able to

hall? Who requested that you change her clothes and have her

do you mean?” Vincent asked,

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

“Autism…?”

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

wonder Annie’s words and actions were a little peculiar; for although she was twenty-two years old, she still had the air of a

Aubree kept her confined at home all year and prevented her from

you inquire if she wanted to? You never took into account her feelings from her point of view, because you never had this thought in your head.”

wants to live in tranquility. Don’t stir up any more trouble for her. You’ll hurt her if you do this.”

was taken aback for a moment and croaked,

Joseph shook his head helplessly, “would

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

moment; it was

man furrowed his brow and paused for a beat. He had to reply, “Dad.”

to the Sawle Group. I’ll be awaiting

ended the

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

father

great if there were no superficial familial

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Group, the chairman’s