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The doctors and nurses hurried out of the room. Dr. Chamber, who had fallen on the ground after being injected with tranquilizers, was also dragged out of the room.
Carlos also left, leaving only Cecelia and Remington in the room.
Cecelia eyed Remington up and down quietly. He was injured. His head was bandaged, and he was in plaster from knee to calf. With a frown, a straight nose, and his thin lips, compressed together, his chiseled face still looked extremely charming.
He reached out to fumble for something on the bedside table.
Judging from his eyes and movements, Cecelia could easily tell that he might be blind.
It was undoubtedly a crushing blow for a God–favored genius to be crippled and blind.
He was just like an angel whose wings were broken.
Cecelia could understand and knew that he must be very painful. She picked up the pillow from the ground and walked towards him. Remington couldn’t see her, but when he heard footsteps approaching, he yelled angrily, “I told you to get out. Did you hear me? I don’t need anyone to take care of me. F*** off!”
His body, which he was proud of, became disabled and he couldn’t see anything.
Now he seemed to live in a living hell.
He didn’t want anyone to see how miserable he was at the moment. “Why do you ask me to get out? Your family brought me here to bring blessing to you. I’m your wife from now on.
Cecelia put the pillow behind him, regardless of his resistance. Remington grabbed her wrist by instinct and roared, “Wife? What nonsense are you talking about? I didn’t promise to marry you. Since they brought you here, ask them to send you back. Get the hell out of here! Do you hear me?”
With that, Remington shoved Cecelia away so hard that he fell back to the bed.
Cecelia staggered two steps before she regained her balance. Staring at the domineering man, she smiled and said, “I won’t get out. It’s not easy to get a chance to marry you. This is the dream of many ladies As long as I marry you. I will be Mrs. Nelson, the future
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hostess of the Nelson family. Why should I give up such a good opportunity?”
“No matter what you think, I won’t admit that you are my wife.”
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Hearing what she said, Remington misunderstood that she was a gold–digger who wanted to stay because she coveted the wealth and power of the Nelson family. 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯.𝘤𝘰𝘮
“No matter whether you admit it or not, I am just your wife.” Cecelia continued, “Whether you accept me or not, I will stay and take care of you until you recover.
In fact, Cecelia was here to pay him back.
Five years ago, he had helped her when she was in the most difficult time.
Now, she came back to repay him in the most difficult time for him.
“No, I don’t need it. Do you hear me?” Remington roared. hysterically.
“Mr. Nelson, although you’ve just woken up, your voice is loud and full of energy. It seems that you won’t really die soon,” teased Cecelia.
Although Remington was still in a rage, he just frowned at her words, and his handsome face was full of despair.
Her teasing tone made Remington frustrated.
“I’m in such a fury now. How can she still joke on me?” thought Remington.
Cecelia threw back the quilt and pinched the back of his foot.
Remington felt pain and frowned. “What are you doing?”
“Since you can still feel the pain, it means that your leg is just broken. and not really paralyzed. You are just temporarily blind because of the pressure of blood clots on the nerves. I believe that as long as the clots disappear, you’ll be able to see things again.
“You are not a doctor. I don’t need your judgment. Get out!” yelled Remington.
Cecelia didn’t go out but instead, approached him.
“What are you doing?” asked Remington.
Suddenly, Cecelia reached into his clothes.
Remington was taken aback. He raised his hand to stop her, but Cecelia grabbed him by the waist.
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With great might, Cecelia pressed his arm and said with a faint. smile, “Your organs are complete. Mr. Nelson, it seems that you can. still be a full man.‘
“You!” After a long pause, Remington scolded, “How can you be so shameless?”
Except for the three nights he had spent with Lilian five years ago, Remington had never gone out with any women, let alone been touched by a woman.
In his eyes, it was a great humiliation.
“Yes, I’m just shameless. I hope you can recover as soon as possible so that I can live a happy life as a rich lady. Come on, Remington!”
Cecelia even patted him hard on the face mischievously.
No one had ever dared to pat Remington on the face before. Nor did any women dare to belittle him like this.
Remington thought that this woman was just risking her neck. Clearly, Cecelia left a very bad first impression on Remington by doing what she had just done.
Remington was so angry with her that he wished he could stand up and strangle her. “Get out! I don’t want to see you! Get out of here! F*** off!”
“As I told you, I won’t leave until you recover. When you recover,! may not agree to stay even if you beg me to. Besides, you should be glad that you can’t see anything now because if you can, I’m afraid you’ll fall in love with me. You had better not fall for me, or you’ll be very painful.”
No matter what Remington said or cursed, Cecelia insisted on staying to take care of him. Remington couldn’t do anything to her, and it drove him crazy.
Remington was really pissed off. He kept panting and thought, “This woman is really a narcissist. I’d fall in love with her? Ridiculous! How could that even be possible?”
Cecelia went to the door and asked the servants to clean the room. Two servants came in gingerly and looked at the man in bed in horror, fearing that he would freak out and smash things again.
They all noticed that Remington didn’t seem to be angry anymore. He just lay on the bed with his eyes wide open, looking desperate. The servants were curious about how Cecelia had calmed down their hot–tempered young master.
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While the servant was cleaning the room, Cecelia went downstairs. She missed her eldest son and wondered where he was now.
When Cecelia came to the garden, she heard some children’s voices in the distance.
She followed the sound and found three children under a big tree in the distance.
Two chubby twin brothers about six years old chanted, “Dumb Andres! Follow us and cry like our tails. A bastard without a mother can only drink urine every day.”
The bullied little boy was much shorter and looked only five years old.
Although he looked weak, he was not willing to admit defeat. Like a little calf that was not afraid of fierce tigers, he rushed over and hit the two chubby boys away with his head in a fury.
The two chubby boys fell as a result. They got up, grabbed the little boy, pressed him on the ground, and stuffed mud and leaves into his mouth.
“How dare you hit us! You dumb bastard! Let me teach you a lesson.‘
The chubby boys had a lot of fun bullying the little boy. They clapped their hands and burst into laughter.
The little boy got up from the ground and wrestled with them again.
He was so short that he was not a match for the two chubby boys at all. However, even if he was beaten black and blue and his face was covered with mud, he did not admit defeat.
When he was trampled on the ground, he still glared at the two chubby boys.
As Cecelia approached, she saw the boy’s little face. Although the boy had a nosebleed and his face was covered with mud, she could tell that he looked like Max and Cyrus.
Cecelia thought to herself, “He’s my eldest son. They laughed at him for being dumb. Could it be that he can’t speak?”
Cecelia’s heart ached when she saw her son being bullied like this.
