Leaving the Wrong Love Behind Forever novel Chapter 250

"Are you okay?" Arthur's eyes were dark and he spoke in a low voice with a magnetic voice. He suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, held it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, "Well, it's okay. Let's go home first.”

He turned and left.

Go home?

A thin sneer formed on Sylvia's lips. That is not her home, but her two sons were there, and she had to go there first.

She hesitated and followed him.

The valuable Rolls-Royce Phantom was parked downstairs, attracting the envious eyes of many patients and their families.

As soon as Sylvia and Arthur came closer, the eyes of those people fell on her face, full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

She couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Power can make people obsessed. No wonder Sheryl and Lily are so unscrupulous.

She sat in the back seat of the car, expressionless.

Arthur drove the car himself.

The pain in her wrist would still come from time to time, and when she occasionally raised her eyes, she would see the man's straight back and his skillful and graceful driving posture.

Six years ago, she was hopelessly obsessed with him, but now when she saw him, her heart felt cold, and she felt nothing but pain.

Unconsciously, the car stopped.

She opened the car door and got out.

Sylvia was stunned.

What came into view is not the Bridgewater family Castle, but the Supreme Hotel, the largest six-star hotel in the entire city.

…

She raised her doubtful eyes.

"I wrongly blamed you this time. You have just been discharged from the hospital. I came to pick you up and treat you to dinner." Arthur said calmly.

Invite her to dinner?

Sylvia was shocked. This man wouldn't even apologize but he actually invited her to dinner.

Ah!

This must be the first time Arthur invited her to dinner.

But it was because of her suicide.

Favor?

Sylvia wanted to laugh. Did she still have any favors in his heart?

As long as her son can return to her safely, that is the best favor.

Arthur started the car.

Bridgewater's Castle

Brent and his wife welcomed her warmly. They ordered the chef to prepare a table full of dishes for her.

Sylvia had no intention of eating. She is more concerned about Chris. She examined the scars on Chris's neck and mouth in detail. Fortunately, Arthur had given him medicine last night and he is almost healed now.

After the meal, Wendy personally escorted Sylvia upstairs and spoke with shame. "Sylvia, I want to thank you for saving my grandson this time."

Sylvia forced a smile: "Auntie, Chris is my child. As a mother, this is what I should do. I just hope that this situation will not happen again in the future."

"Don't worry, it will never happen. Now that Sheryl has been driven away by Arthur, and the security guard at home has also been removed, you can rest assured that you can live here. I have everything under my control. Hendrick and Chris will be equipped when they go out in the future. Four strong guards will protect him." Wendy solemnly promised.

Sylvia felt relieved when she saw that there are no longer those guards standing upstairs.

Only then did she feel that this home has a warm atmosphere, like a normal family.