Her Secret Mate

How could she not believe Mr. Jeremy? She reached out her hand, but was immediately dodged by Jeremy. She could do nothing about it, "If I don't help you check, how can I know if you are serious?" She didn't know when his foot would recover.

Rose had come to an end of her life, but thinking of the scene she was shooting, many staff and actors had wasted a lot of time. If it was over in this way...

At this moment, Fiona felt it was so good to have money. At least with money she could do what she wanted to do.

Jeremy asked curiously, "What are you sighing at?"

With a smile on her face, Fiona said from the bottom of her heart, "I envy you."

He was born with something that many people didn't have, and many people had to suffer for life.

Envy him?

Jeremy almost burst into laughter. She had been with him for so long. Didn't she know his past?

He was a loser. "I don't have anything to admire. The reason why I can be like this is all my own efforts. Maybe you don't believe me, but it's true."

Jeremy didn't know why he opened his heart and talked a lot.

"My mother and I weren't in the Fu family when we were young. I was brought back because of the injury of Caspar. As for my mother, I don't know whether she is alive or dead after being chased."

He smiled bitterly. If he had a choice, he would rather have a complete family than anything else.

Because some things could be obtained by hands, but family, family affection, could not be obtained in the rest of their lives.

He pursed his lips with self-mockery. "I know you don't want to hear it. Go and get me a glass of water. I can drink some water to relieve the pain."

"Okay!"

Fiona didn't refuse.

She had never heard him say these things seriously. Now when she heard it, she was in a trance. They had been together for too short, so short that she hadn't had the time to completely understand him. Although he got the Fu family and the wealth that others would never be able to reach in their lives, at this moment, Fiona thought that he was very pitiful.

She was pouring water and lost in thought, not noticing that the hot water was about to spread out from the cup.

"Be careful!"

Jeremy almost jumped out of the bed, but he stopped himself.

If he was exposed, he would have no chance to stay in the same room with her and enjoy her care in the future.

In particular, Vincent came over. He had to be ruthless for the sake of his future relationship with her.

Fiona felt her fingers burned.

She distracted because of Jeremy.

She put down the glass and knocked her head. They had divorced. What was she still dreaming about? She was tired of herself.

Fiona said, "I'll get you another glass."

"Come here."

Fiona was confused and didn't know what Jeremy was going to do.

"If you don't come over, I will climb over to look for you. If the injury on my foot becomes more serious..."

She had to raise her hands in surrender. "I'll be right there."

As soon as she arrived at the bedside, she was immediately pulled to sit down by him, and her scalded hand was immediately grabbed by him. He frowned and stared at her scalded finger, feeling very distressed.

"You are an adult now, but you still can't take care of yourself. I don't know how you survived these years."

"I'm fine. It's just a scald."

"You know, if the scald is not properly treated, it will seriously endanger your life."

Jeremy said in a serious tone, which stunned Fiona. Then the nurse brought the medical kit, and her hand was held tightly by him. He looked very serious, with beautiful eyebrows and bright eyes staring at her fingers.

"It may hurt a little. Just put up with it."

The moment the disinfectant fluid was applied on her face, Fiona groaned. She gritted her teeth and held back her tears. Seeing the man's short black hair and extremely serious movements, she didn't want to disturb him at this moment. She just wanted to enjoy it.

Rose had an accident, and the play was ruined unexpectedly. She and he would soon be separated, and there would probably be no such opportunity in the future.

She sighed slightly.

Seeing that he had bandaged her wound and tied a beautiful knot for her, Fiona was overjoyed. She could be as bright as sunshine if he cared about her. She was hopeless.

Fiona's hand was held by him and felt a little embarrassed. She quickly found an excuse, "I'll get you another glass of water."

Jeremy stopped her and asked, "Do you still want me, a patient, to bind up your wound?"

"No..."

"Just sit there. I suddenly feel that I'm not thirsty. You don't need to pour me water."

She couldn't figure out what he was thinking. Fiona frowned and felt distressed. 'Well, the patient is the most important. Just listen to him.'

But why was her hand still held by him?

Fiona struggled to get rid of his grip, but was immediately gripped more tightly by him. She closed her eyes and tried to find a solution.

When she opened her eyes again, she found that Jeremy had closed his eyes. Was he asleep?

She shook the other hand in front of him, but there was no response. Why did he fall asleep so soon? She remembered that when they were together before, he was very vigilant. If something happened, he would wake up soon.

Fiona found that she didn't know this man.

There was a knock on the door. She had to struggle.

"Mr. Jeremy, someone is knocking at the door. Let go of me first." He had told the nurse not to knock at the door if there was nothing wrong. They had to wait for her to open the door.

But what if they were seen...

She didn't know what to do. It was a mess.

Belinda and Vincent were outside the ward. With a suspicious look on her face, Belinda made a phone call to confirm that Fiona was inside.

She murmured to herself in confusion, "Why doesn't she open the door? She is definitely in the ward."

Vincent's eyes were full of killing intent. He had heard about it on the way, but the bad man Jeremy, asked Fiona to take care of him. He was crazy.

He thought that Fiona should be the one being taken care of. He concluded that Jeremy didn't really like her.

If he liked her, he wouldn't try to control her.

Even though Jeremy had a lot of money, he still didn't deserve Fiona.

"Belinda, go away first."

"Wait!" Belinda stretched out her hands to stop him. "Mr. Vincent, Mr. Jeremy said that no one could open the door without permission. If he gets angry, it will be Fiona who gets hurt. Vincent said angrily, "Then we just wait outside like this? Let Jeremy continue to order Fiona?

He couldn't swallow his anger. He had promised Richard that he would take good care of Fiona, but now? He couldn't even open the door. How could he take care of her? He stared straight at the door and had a plan in his mind. ☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐