"Arthur, what's wrong with you? That crazy woman didn't cut you with a knife, but it looks like you were cut by her. This is not normal." Amelia shouted unhappily.
As a young lady, she really didn't eat or drink well that night.
In the past, when Arthur invited her to dinner, she would eat and drink well, get a good night's sleep in the best and most luxurious hotel massage chair, and then go to the spa, leaving her radiant. In addition to enjoying herself, she could also make money in the end. She would receive a large amount of pocket money, but today, after being disturbed by that fat, crazy woman, she was not satisfied in any way, and she felt very uncomfortable. However, Arthur still had a straight face, as if she didn't exist; she was very upset.
For a moment, she regretted returning to France.
Sylvia drove Charles's car back to Bridgewater Mansion first.
The doctor said that Charles's injury would require him to stay in the hospital for at least three or four days. She had to bring some changes of clothes to take care of him. Then, she also had to make it clear to the three babies that she would not be able to stay home for those days. She would be going to the hospital to take care of a patient.
However, she didn't expect that,
As soon as she walked into the living room, she would meet Arthur and the girl walking in from the back garden.
The girl held his elbow and almost hung her whole body on him. She was smiling and acting coquettishly, feeling proud of herself.
Is he bringing her home to see his Grandparents so soon?
She lowered her head and hurried towards her bedroom.
Arthur's eyes fell on her thin and bamboo-like back, with a deep dark light in his eyes.
Sylvia started packing her things as soon as she entered the bedroom.
She didn't need many things, so she packed them all in a few times.
"Mr. Bridgewater, let me make it clear first that Mr. Jacobs is not a stranger. He is the benefactor who saved me. We are comrades, colleagues, partners, or even closer male and female friends. I am not afraid of any rumors or any barbaric talks." Her voice was loud and clear.
Arthur's eyes narrowed.
"So, you admit that Charles is your man?"
"whatever you think."
Sylvia was not very opposed.
He is not married, and neither is she. Even if they are boyfriend and girlfriend, so what?

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