Her Billionaire Husband

Chapter 575 Bullied

Abby, who was lying in on the bed, had just heard Caleb’s voice. However, she was not surprised to see him showing up here. She used sign language and gestured, ‘I…’

“Let’s talk about it after your drip.” Caleb motioned for her to lie down peacefully by placing her raised hand back onto the bed. It could result in a backflow of blood if she was to sign during her drip.

The pale girl nodded without expressing anything as she bit her lower lip cautiously, not daring to look Caleb in the eyes. He sat next to the bed and fiddled with his phone before making another call. He could only remain silent since there was no verbal communication. Furthermore, they were the only ones in the ward, making the atmosphere awkward.

After more than an hour, Abby was finally done with the nutrition therapy and the nurse left after removing the needle. “Tell me what happened,” he demanded coldly.

Despite the fact that he was not interrogating prisoners, the cold aura, navy blue police uniform, and the unspoken sense of oppression made Abby nervous to the point of suffocation.

‘It’s nothing,’ she signed while shaking her head. “The doctor says you passed out from not eating.” He noticed her complexion was haggard and sallow from the moment he walked in, and she had lost a significant amount of weight.

“I send you money on a regular basis and it covers living expenses. Shouldn’t you explain yourself? I should have asked you the last time I saw you.” At the mention of the incident last time, Caleb seemed to be saying, ‘You’d better give me a reasonable reason.’

Abby kept her eyes closed and bat an eye at him. In the dead silent ward,

was usually cold and stern,

the hospital bed while softly saying, “I am your guardian and I require information

her lips and raised her eyes before mustering the courage to look him in the eyes.

abilities as

things out even if Abby

to save money and repay you as soon as

Her lies

before her heart pounded even harder. ‘I’ll go

feet and went

before reaching out to helplessly pat the

on the bedside table. Picking up the phone, he noticed that it required a password to unlock. However, he happened to catch a glimpse

messages, only to find nothing unusual. Soon, a list of contacts appeared when he opened WhatsApp. The fourth avatar in that list of recent contacts was a red clown

drawn in by the nickname, so he