The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 42

The guy was wearing a black tracksuit, looking a bit skinny. He was sporting a black baseball cap with the brim pulled low, creating a relaxed and gloomy

vibe.

Allison was pushing the wheelchair, trying to avoid bumps as she slowly descended the stairs. But her strength was limited, and there was no wheelchair ramp here, just steps.

She hesitated before softly suggesting, “Your wheelchair is electric, right? Maybe try adjusting the direction…”

Before she can finish, the guy pressed a button, and the wheelchair seemed to lighten up.

Then, a circular support extended from under the wheels, gripping the slippery steps and slowly moving down. Seeing this, Allison felt a bit superfluous.

She laughed awkwardly. “So, you can handle it yourself. That’s good.”

but slightly hoarse, making it hard to guess his age. “I

her lips. Okay,

bother you”

up. Rain fell around Allison’s slender figure, leaving a faint scent of cherry blossoms in the air. It was pretty

from his view. The

the cemetery, Allison went straight to the hospital. Her mom’s condition was getting worse, and she was distraught. As she entered

at Penelope standing by the bed. She didn’t

a mask, wholly wrapped up from head to toe.

looked arrogantly at the woman before her, “Who do you think you are,

immediately scolded, “Allison, be more respectful to

up to Allison, “Allison, don’t forget your

ear, “Mrs. Lindberg’s position is mine, you’re just a stand–in. Don’t even dream that Lucian would like someone like you. Your mom’s illness… it only takes

allergies will be gone soon, and everything will return to normal when Lucian returns from