Chapter 585

Everett was pushed out, and Davis immediately stepped forward. "How is it?"

"He is fine for the time being, but he can't get out of bed or move around again."

"I understand."

Everett was sent to the ICU.

After Everett vomited blood, he had difficulty breathing. It was obvious that the wound was touched and it was very dangerous.

Now that his situation had stabilized, Davis was relieved for the time being.

But was Mr. Weston really willing not to move around?

In Milan.

In a VIP room in a club, Henry sat on the sofa with his arms open.

A woman in a sexy dress was in his arms. She unbuttoned his shirt, and kissed him on the chest.

However, Henry did not react. He held his cell phone and looked at the photo that had been sent to him. His eyes were curved, and he looked very charming. "Everett, you really like this woman."

Henry scrolled on the screen and closed the picture. He opened the contacts and dialed a number. "Tell the journalists that Olivia is in the hospital." "Yes, Mr. Gold."

"Remember, don't involve our great Mr. Weston and our talented violinist."

"I understand."

Henry threw his phone away and pulled up

out of a studio in

and put it on

finish, Melody's

sound of

it and

where Everett held Olivia and looked at the camera with cold eyes. The coldness seemed

and her long

and looked at her phone. She frowned

Brayden were married. If others knew

and strode out

ticket

night when Olivia

Apparently, the fever had worsened her health which had

didn't dare to close his eyes and stayed with her

was only the next

to worry

the first thing Olivia said when she

sorry. I didn't take good

was

His heart ached.

I should have taken care

was a vicious cycle. The sicker you were, the weaker your body became. The weaker you became, the more likely you would get sick. "Don't say that. You'll be fine. I won't let you

he would be by her side all the time until she

I fully recover, we'll go to the temple and ask for

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