CEO's Dumb Bride

Chapter 7 What Are You Up to Now

Chapter 7 What Are You Up to Now

Inside the lobby of Franck's building.

"What's going on?" Francis sat down next to Julian and grabbed her legs to check. Her ankle was already swollen.

Julian snorted in frustration and turned her head away, refusing to look at him.

At that moment, a security guard approached with surveillance footage and handed it to Francis. "Mr. Landau, this is the surveillance footage."

As Francis watched the footage, his face instantly became gloomy. He had been to the place where Lilian worked and naturally knew Courtney. Of course, he also knew Courtney's real identity.

Francis threw the pad on the table and said to Julian, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Julian became even more angry since he didn't take a stand. "I'm not going! Let my leg be broken. So I don't have to hear people calling me a shameless home-wrecker every time I go out."

Frowning, Francis said, "Don't be silly. We're going to the hospital."

"No!"

Frank didn't bargain with her and just picked her up and left for the hospital.

...

Lilian sat behind Courtney. The rain was washing over her cheeks. She carefully reached out and held onto Courtney's waist.

Although the rain was cold, the warmth from Courtney's back was comforting.

She wanted to thank Courtney now, but she couldn't speak.

For twenty-three years, except for Thomas and Francis, Courtney was the first person to stand up for her.

Courtney was taken aback. She looked down at the hands wrapped around her waist and let out a silent sigh.

The raindrops were icy, but Courtney felt that the water droplets on her back were warm.

They were Lilian's tears.

Taking advantage of this heavy rain, Lilian finally cried freely.

Instead of going back to the coffee shop, Courtney sent Lilian Corona Villa.

It was the residence of Lilian and Francis after they got married.

Upon arrival, Courtney got off and walked Lilian to the door. Then she took off Lilian's helmet and gently wiped her wet face for her.

"Go inside and change your clothes quickly, or you'll catch a cold. That jerk won't care about you if you get sick." NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Lilian nodded and used sign language to tell her to wait.

After saying that, Lilian quickly ran into the house. When she came out again, she had an umbrella in her hand.

She handed the umbrella to Courtney.

Courtney smiled and accepted the umbrella. "Alright, I'll take it. Now go inside quickly."

Lilian didn't go in. It seemed like she insisted on seeing Courtney leave.

"Fine, you win." Courtney opened the umbrella and casually put it on her shoulder. Then she got on her motorcycle and left in her pose.

Her voice came to Lilian from the rain. "Bey!"

As Lilian watched her leave, she had a smile raising. If Francis were here, he would notice that her smile at this moment was different from the one he had seen before. Right now, she was smiling genuinely.

Later, Lilian sneezed.

She went back into the house, took a bath, and took some cold medicine, but she still felt light- headed.

Then Lilian checked her temperature. 103 degrees Fahrenheit.

She had a fever.

She took some fever-reducing medicine and collapsed onto the bed.

When Lilian woke up, she saw someone sitting by the bed. But the room was too dark, and she thought she was seeing things.

She rubbed her eyes, got up, and turned on the light.

To her surprise, Francis was sitting there, with his legs crossed. He wore a black shirt with his collar opened and his sleeves rolled-up, revealing a sturdy forearm with a simple but understated luxury wristwatch, showing his status.

"He looked at Lilian with cold eyes, but she couldn't read his emotions from his expression.

"You slept soundly," said he.

Lilian sat on the bed and signed - "Sorry, I overslept. Have you had breakfast?"

Francis didn't respond to her and just said, "Don't work at that place anymore."

Lilian was slightly taken aback and signed hurriedly, "Why?"

Francis said, "You will be influenced negatively there. You are not allowed to go anymore. I will find you a new job."

Lilian always complied with whatever he said. But this time, she didn't.

Lilian signed, "I really like that place. I want to continue working there."

"I said you're not allowed to go!" His tone suddenly turned cold, and even his gaze seemed to be carrying ice blades.

Lilian bit her lip and stared back at him.

For the first time, she dared to meet his gaze like this.

Lilian signed, "Is it because of what happened at your company's building?"

"How dare you bring it up? Who let you take Courtney there?"

Lilian lowered her gaze and didn't defend herself, just stubbornly signing, "I want to work at the coffee shop."

"I dare you."

Then Lilian stopped signing back. And Francis stood up and walked out of the bedroom.

As he reached the doorway, he turned back to Lilian and said, "Don't let me catch you meeting Courtney again."

Without looking back, he walked away.

Lilian felt extremely dizzy. She touched her forehead, and it was still burning, and even her breath was burning.

She shook her head, quickly got out of bed, and chased after Francis, grabbing onto his clothes at the staircase.

Francis paused his steps, turned to look at her, and asked, "What are you up to now?"