The Billionaire's Hidden Affection-Chapter 553 - 550, The Beautiful Lady and Her Fragrant Car 3_1

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Chapter 553: Chapter 550, The Beautiful Lady and Her Fragrant Car 3_1

He ignored her, picked her up, and ran towards the car.

The doctor took one look at her. Good heavens, her fever was almost forty degrees Celsius! They quickly drew blood for analysis. When the results came in, the doctor said, "This is a severe case of viral flu. She must be hospitalized."

Shortly after, an IV drip was set up.

Wan Donglin finally let out a sigh of relief.

Only then did he start complaining, "What were you doing lying on the ground? Were you reading while lying on the floor? And you lay there all night? It’s no wonder you’re sick. Honestly."

She kept silent.

"You are just too stubborn. I told you long ago to move in with me, but you didn’t listen. Now look at you, all alone and sick. If I hadn’t come to find you, what would have happened? Would you just have died all alone at home?"

She turned her face away.

"Are you still not going to listen? Did I say something wrong? You insist on being strong all by yourself. Yan Xixi, do you find being this way enjoyable?"

She turned her head even further away.

Suddenly, Wan Donglin felt that something was off. He noticed her shoulders were shaking slightly.

He was stunned. He went to the other side of her bed. Oh dear, her face was covered with tears, streaming down like rain.

"TSK TSK TSK... Yan Xixi, why are you crying? Did my words upset you?"

Suddenly, she flared up, "Who asked you to take care of me?"

"If I don’t take care of you, then who will? Who else would care for someone as solitary as you? Do you think I want to take care of you? I do it because you look so pitiful..."

"Yes, I’m alone... So you all look down on me... Mrs. Huang despises me, and your family does too..."

He was surprised. "What does it matter to me if Mrs. Huang looks down on you? She’s just a vulgar commoner."

"If Mrs. Huang is vulgar, is your family any better? Your mother criticizes me. She says I’m low-class and not good enough for you. Your sister even brought a stunning beauty along to provoke me, thinking I wouldn’t understand? They obviously look down on me from the bottom of their hearts, despising me. What gives them the right to look down on me like this? Is it because I latched onto you? Because I clung to you and wouldn’t let go? Because I was the one crying and begging to marry you...?"

This is a classic case of getting caught in the crossfire, Wan Donglin thought to himself.

The more she thought about it, the more wronged and furious she felt. "What’s wrong with me being alone? I didn’t ask you to come find me! If I died at home all by myself, how would that trouble you? Even if dogs ate my corpse, it would be none of your business! Just leave! Who asked you to take care of me? Is your family any better than Mrs. Huang? They’re all the same..."

She couldn’t continue and simply burst into loud sobs.

Wan Donglin stood there, his mouth agape, unsure whether to laugh or cry. Good heavens, she’s completely turned the tables on me! Am I now supposed to take the blame for Mrs. Huang? This is really too much!

"Get lost! Why are you still here? There are plenty of other women in the world. They aren’t alone; they have families and backgrounds, high status. Go find them! Why are you bothering me?"

He stood up, his gaze cold. "Do you really want me to go?"

"..."

He turned, pushed open the door, and left.

Yan Xixi’s eyes blurred with tears. That guy... he actually left. It’s too heartbreaking.

But the door immediately opened again. He stood in the doorway, a smirk on his face. "You know the saying, Yan Xixi? ’If you don’t court death, you won’t die.’ Do you believe that if I really left now, absolutely no one in this world would care about you? You’d be left to fend for yourself, live or die as you will. Even if your fever burned you to death, no one would give a damn..."

His words were like daggers and spears, piercing straight to her heart.

She was furious. "Whether I live or die is none of your business..."