Along the way, Arthur had a sullen face and a chill all over his body.
Sylvia knew that she had no place in his heart. He was already moody and took things very seriously, so she didn't take them seriously.
After arriving at the hospital, Sylvia lay on the bed while the doctor changed her dressing.
Arthur saw that the skin next to the knife wound on her back was red. Although the wound was not deep, it was still quite long. If Sheryl had such a wound, Sheryl would be crying.
But not only did she not cry, she was still at work. She was so stubborn that it gave him headache.
After changing the medicine, Sylvia lay on the hospital bed and did not get up immediately.
When Arthur bent down to help her, he saw tears hanging in her eyes. She tried desperately not to let them fall. His heart ached inexplicably.
He gently picked her up and let her lean against his chest. He picked up a tissue and handed it to her, saying, "Cry if you want. There's no shame in it."
Sylvia was stunned, took the tissue and wiped her eyes. Sure enough, tears started to flow down, more and more. She suppressed her grief, buried her head, and let her hair fall loose, so that no one could see her crying.
She actually shed tears not for herself, but for her mother's death.
The information brought to her by the detective made her confused and grieved for her mother's tragic death.
Arthur looked at the little woman's appearance. This was the first time he saw her so depressed, like a grass in a storm, especially helpless. His heart palpitated.
After a while, they went downstairs. Arthur helped her into the passenger seat. He started the car and drove towards the busiest place in the city center. Sylvia saw that the direction was wrong. She immediately shouted from the side. "Mr. Bridgewater, I want to go back to the company."
Arthur sarcastically said: "Do you want to go back to accompany Charles Jacobs?"
"No." Sylvia denied, "I really have a lot to do."
"Do you really need money that much? I'll give it to you as much as you need."
Sylvia looked at him: "Mr. Bridgewater, in your eyes, am I just a person who only cares about money? Gucci is my mother's hard work. She will never rest in peace. I must make Gucci stronger."
"That won't affect your ability to eat and recuperate, right?" Arthur replied angrily.
He didn't ask her what she liked to eat, but kept tapping her finger on the screen of his phone.
After a while, a large table was filled with delicious food.
When Sylvia saw that they were all her favorite foods, she was a little touched. Later she found out that Arthur had quietly asked of her favorites to Chris yesterday and had recorded them all on his phone.
"Mr. Bridgewater, you probably haven't taken Elaine with you for a few days. Elaine is also your daughter. She loves you very much. You don't have to come to accompany Chris and Hendrick in the next few days. Go and accompany Elaine." In order to adjust the atmosphere and please him, Sylvia kindly reminded and suggested after eating for a while.
But then,
As soon as she finished speaking, Arthur's originally gentle face has become even darker.
For a moment, Sylvia didn't know what she said wrong, and felt anxious.
After finally finishing her meal, she picked up her bag and walked outside.
This man was moody, and having a meal with him made her extremely nervous, so she had better run away quickly.

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