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 small figure fleeing 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

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

If I hadn’t encountered her, you wouldn’t have been aware of how your sister was being mistreated by those

Joseph couldn’t

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

changed her clothes…”

soft voice was raised, and his fists clenched. “Don’t get

not to risk losing his arms and 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 had transpired, but she dashed out as if she had gone berserk.”

the road, she almost got hit! I rushed up to save her at the crucial moment, and my lower back hit the ground. That’s how it happened.”

Annie? Is she hurt?”

a flash, as if she had stepped on a burning wheel.

cautioned you not to

handsome face suddenly dropped, “At Grandfather’s birthday banquet last time, it was an accident. Annie isn’t from the same world

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

hall? Who requested that you change

do you mean?” Vincent asked,

social anxiety and autism. She is very apprehensive of encountering strangers and is very reluctant to attend any

“Autism…?”

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

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

her confined at home all year and prevented her from seeing

for her, did you consult her? Did 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

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

for a moment and croaked, “Is there a way to heal her?”

the power,” Joseph shook his head helplessly,

gazed upon the delicate and pretty face that had been pale with panic the night before, causing

moment; it was

paused for a beat. He had to reply, “Dad.”

Group. I’ll

that, he ended

gaze on the darkened screen. His

father and

if there were no superficial familial loves, so he wouldn’t have to

**

the chairman’s office.