The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 1115

Louis chuckled. “Why would you think so? Are you regretting your decision to fight for me?”

“What did you just say? I fought for you?” Ryleigh turned her face away. “You’re the one who clung to me first.” He smiled, took Ryleigh into his arms, and rested his chin on the top of her head. “Yes, I’m the one who’s clung to you, but my fondness for you is not something that I can control.”

It had been hours since Xyla blacked out. It was already dawn when she regained consciousness and opened her eyes. She realized that she was lying in a ward and lifted her hand to rub her forehead. Her body felt drained, while her head felt groggy.

Mindy was in the chair next to the bed and saw her wake up. “Xy, are you alright?”

“Who sent me here?” Xyla asked with a hoarse voice due to her dry throat.

Mindy replied, “It was Mr. Boucher and Mr. Lucas. Mr. Lucas also called me and asked me to come to the hospital to accompany

you.”

help her sit up, and Mindy sighed. “Mr. Lucas already told me. I didn’t expect Mr. Hathaway would do that to you . Hmph, so what if he’s the richest man in the world? Isn’t he still a sc*mbag after all that he’s done?

for real?” Xyla gave off a feeble smile. “That’s great.” ‘In this case, he won’t be coming back to me

Mr. Hathaway, have you fallen in—” “What are you thinking of?” Xyla interrupted her. “I drank one whole bottle of bourbon last night and I still feel sick to my stomach now. I’m

should I buy you something light and easy to

nodded and leaned back on the head of the bed with her pillow

went out Xyla felt that she was still very tired, so she sat in place and

until a figure appeared at the door

who came in, so she did not bother to open her eyes. A slightly chilly palm stroked her

flung his hand away and looked exceptionally

edge of the bed, and turned to look at her. “I didn’t do anything. I’m

I’ve died or not, am I right?”

propped both his arms against the mattress on her sides.

you as plenty of women will go the extra mile just to flatter

lay down, pulled the blanket up to cover herself, and

stroked the black hair on the side of her pillow with his palm. “Why wouldn’t you come to me and tell me