My Arrogant Fiancée Is an All Round Genius

Chapter 80 He Really Likes Myrna

In the VII' ward on the 8th floor, Alfredo was hunched over the bed, staring at the small bottle on the pillow. His beautiful eyes were unblinking, and his curled eyelashes were thick and dense, like a little Tan.

In that transparent little bottle he treasured so dearly, there was a small white sugar pill. He stared at that little pill foolishly for an entire day. From time to time, he picked it up, took out the little sugar pill, looked at it for a while, but couldn't bear to eat it, and silently put it back. Counting the time in my heart, calculating when Myrna would come

next.

Almost a day had passed, and she hadn't come.

Alfredo turned over and sat up, his porcelain-white face hardened again, his brows furrowed as he carefully recalled his performance that day. Seemed not well-behaved enough.

His eyes dimmed as he picked up the small bottle, his mood. plummeting once again. He was tormented by the thought that maybe it was because he wasn't good enough, that Myrna didn't want to see him today.

As a result, as soon as the doorbell rang, he turned his head and saw his younger uncle carrying Myrna in.

up from the bed, his face instantly cleared o self-loathing, his beautiful cat-like eyes sparkling

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big smile, unable to control his excitement, and called out crisply,

his brows, his dark eyes glanced at him, whispering, "Lower

the child on the bed, "She's tired,

her voice hoarse, struggling to get up, "No need,

his voice low and resonant: "She just

door, indeed, Mr. Alfredo was unwilling to

a strong sense of territory since he was a child, Mr.

go out and prepare another sickroom at

hesitated for a moment, but only for a moment before he nodded and

got off the bed with his belongings, and thoughtfully helped

little face was tinged with a faint blush, as if he was shy. He stood awkwardly by the bed, picking at

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