Chapter 53 The Sick Man (2) (1/2)

The waiting time was excruciating. When everyone in the ward talked to him for a few words, the sky became darker and darker. The mist had been shrouded in the sky.

There were not many stars in the sky, one after another.

Consuela leaned against the back of the chair. Casually, she raised her head and looked at the sky through the glass window. In her dark brown eyes, it was very quiet.

She had nothing to do with the man's sudden faint. At least that was what she thought. But he let her leave in public.

Perhaps he just wanted everyone to know that the mistress of the Ye Clan, who had already been registered, was just like a decoration.

What a selfish man! He always had her at his beck and call.

”You don't seem close?” Cassie came out from the elevator with an ointment in her hand, turned to look at the ward and asked straightforwardly.

Consuela's body went stiff. After a while, she nodded in relief. The relationship between them was so bad that it wasn't hard to describe.

”TSK, TSK. That man always put on a long face. But actually, he is nice.” Cassie said in a low voice as she was playing friendship cards for him.

Nice? The corners of her mouth twitched.

They had lived together for a long time, but she still hadn't discovered that he was a good guy. He was so good at hiding his good points.

Cassie opened the bottle of green ointment, squeezed out some, and wiped it on Consuela's face in a gentle and skilled way. It wouldn't make her feel pain.

A very cool fragrance of mint, just like the smell often left by Richie.

Inexplicably, she blurted out, ”Does Richie like the taste of mint very much?”

He seemed to be associated with the fragrance of mint. The villa was full of peppermint shower gel, peppermint shampoo, peppermint perfume, and so on.

Cassie replied quickly, ”I remember that he liked the taste of green lemon before. It seems that he has changed his habits now.”