Falling in Love With A One-Night Stand novel Chapter 474

474 You Are a Good Person

Surprised, Isabella looked at Wendy.

Wendy nodded and smiled, "The doctor explained that he didn't speak before because he was used to an Irish accent and couldn't understand ours. In addition, he was nervous about leaving his familiar surroundings. But now, he seems to have adapted to the life here.”

Gary raised his head as Wendy spoke and nodded solemnly toward Isabella.

"You can understand what we're saying, too?" Isabella asked Gary joyfully.

"Yeah." Gary nodded once more.

Isabella stroked his head with delight. "Would you like to go to the amusement park with me?" she asked, smiling.

In the restaurant he worked, Bill was washing his hands at the sink. He had a complicated expression on his face as he looked in the mirror on the wall.

After wiping his hands clean, He took out his cell phone. Just when he Was about to send a text message, a man abruptly stopped him, "You can't use your phone at work! If the boss sees it, he will deduct your salary."

Bill smiled, reached out, patted the man on the arm, and said, "Thank you."

"Don't mention it."

The man joined him on the sink counter and took a pack of cigarettes

and a lighter from his pocket. "Do you want one?" he asked Bill after 473 You Are a Good Person lighting the cigarette and taking a long puff.

"Don’t you know smoking during work is forbidden?” Bill asked

The man remained silent. He took a few puffs before extinguishing the cigarette and tossing it into the trash can. "I smoke too much, and there's nothing I can do about it," He said this while waving his hand in the air to dispel the odor of smoke.

Hours later, after leaving work. Bill felt he had lost his courage when he thought of the person he had just seen in the restaurant. After a brief hesitation, he put his phone back.

A few days later, Bill was not surprised when he received a message from her. The message read, "People are no longer cooperating with us, and they are unwilling to accuse Lemon. The regulators have now released their findings as well. Lemon will soon be able to prove its innocence. Is this how you get things done?"

Bill was chilled by the night wind. "I've done my part, and I've done everything as you requested," he replied quickly.

Exhausted, he took a slow, deep breath as he looked up. After a while, Bill received another text message. As he walked away, a motorcycle roared past him, its tires rolling up the dust on the ground.

"Get the hell out of my f*****g way!” The rider on the motorcycle yelled at him.

Hearing that, Bill turned around. He suddenly recalled that when he was younger, he often rode a motorcycle and cursed people he saw on the streets. And as he came back to his senses and realized how miserable he turned out to be, he was filled with conflicted emotions.

He laughed to himself, and his laughter became increasingly louder. Later on, his stomach hurt, and he had to squat on the sidewalk.

A couple passing next to him slowed their pace and quickly left after 473 You Are a Good Person passing him hesitantly. "He's drunk, isn't he? He scared me!" Patting her chest, the girl said.

She had no idea what Bill was thinking or that he had been in many dangerous situations in his life. Years ago, he was stabbed in the stomach with a long knife, But he didn't even groan at the time. However, on a normal night like this, he sat in the brightly lit street, crying and laughing like a lunatic.

Leaning against a tree, Bill sat on the ground, lit a cigarette and checked the text messages he received just now.

“| want Anna to be miserable. Joanna will be unable to have surgery until you complete this task. You can do the math on how much time you have left.”

"Is there anything else you want me to do?" Bill tapped the keyboard and texted back.

"You have two options. I'm going to warn you one more time. If you don't keep your word, we'll die together."

"Thank you, sir. Thank you very much." The girl narrowed her eyes and smiled as she handed him the balloon in her other hand.

The girl’s mother then slowed down and smiled guiltily. She wiped her tears away and then opened her bag.

Bill looked at her and noticed that she had taken out all the cash from her bag. She then attempted to shove the cash into his hand. With a sullen face, Bill did not accept the money.

"Don't get me wrong, sir. You are a good person, and | am truly thankful for you because you saved my daughter. Please accept the money," the woman explained incoherently, not wanting to make Bill unhappy.

Itwasn’t the woman's giving his money that shocked Bill but her words: "You're a kind person." Stunned, Bill thought to himself, What makes you think I'm a good person? Nobody has ever described me as a good person. Do you know how many crimes I've committed? Do you have any idea (actually killed numerous people?

Before taking the balloon from the girl's grasp. Bill panicked and tried to hide his emotions. Having hidden his panic, he said to the woman, "I don't want your money. If you want to thank me, you can give me this balloon.”

"| have something to say to you. Sir!" With a smile, the little girl said.

"What is it?"

The little girl hooked her finger at him. He squatted down and then felt her warm breath on his cheek as the little girl kissed him on the cheek.

“Mommy says that | shouldn't kiss strangers. But | don't think Mommy would mind if | kiss you," Smiling, the girl looked at Bill with admiration.

However, her mother appeared embarrassed. "Please don't mind about that. She's only a child," she said to Bill as she drew the girl back into her arms.

The little girl's words and action were like a fire that melted his stone-cold heart. Finally, Bill managed to squeeze a smile. He stood up, stroking the little girl's head and saying to her gently, "Thank you.”