A Billion-Rich Woman Was Chased by Her EX-Husband

Chapter 190

The next day.

Upon hearing that Vincent had been in a car accident, Joseph disregarded the unresolved thorn hand incident and rushed to the hospital without delay.

In the VIP Ward Room

Lying straight on the bed with a waist and neck supporter, Vincent opened his mouth wide to catch the apple that the secretary had cut and fed him.

That silly son, with his stupid look, was unable to take care of himself in the main house and was abusing his own maid.

Joseph walked into the ward room and looked at him with a frown. “Did Anderson Group discover a new oil field? You’re not even thirty yet, how can you be so successful?”

The female secretary swiftly stepped aside, bowed to the man, and then tactfully moved to the door to give the brothers

space to converse.

“Brother, are you here to visit me or to make things hard for me? What kind of oil do I have? Do I need to be like this if I can get by? Hiss…”

Vincent bowed, his forehead beaded with sweat from the pain, and he winced in agony.

“Stay put. Look after yourself.”

Joseph’s expression remained cold, yet he hastened to the bed and assisted him in lying down.

“Brother, if I were paralyzed, would you push my wheelchair for me?” Vincent asked plaintively, his face full of sorrow.

“You have so many girlfriends, it’s not my turn to be one of them.”

“Don’t fret, even if you can only move your lips from top to bottom, you’re still the Anderson Group’s young master. You won’t be dallying around, nor will you be delaying any of the women who will be trailing you.”

“Tsk, that’s right…,” Vincent agreed, “my personal charm is right here.”

Personal charm?

Money has a certain charm to it.

“How did it come to this?” Joseph asked, his brow furrowed.

your

small figure fleeing in terror in the night’s darkness. His chest heaved with rage. “It’s all her fault I’m half-paralyzed! Your fourth sister should be

to do

to come in. She was barred from entering. If I hadn’t encountered her, you wouldn’t have been aware of how your sister was being mistreated

Joseph couldn’t help but be

this was why Vincent had

changed

His usually soft voice was raised, and his fists clenched. “Don’t get it wrong! My

He was determined not to risk losing his arms and legs again. “Subsequently, I escorted her to the banquet hall to meet Ada. In the end, she just stepped inside the banquet hall. I had no idea what had transpired, but she dashed out as if

I kept an eye on her. Unfortunately, when she crossed the road, she almost got hit! I rushed up to save her at the crucial moment, and my lower back hit the ground.

she hurt?”

on a burning wheel. She actually abandoned me! What else can I do to her porcelain?” Vincent pondered

already cautioned you not to entertain

an accident. Annie isn’t from the same world as you. Don’t have any hopes or illusions about her that

don’t express gratitude, but you reprimand me?!” Vincent was unable to move, only able to extend his neck to dispute with the

to the banquet hall? Who requested that you change her clothes and have her stand

you mean?”

autism. She is very apprehensive of encountering strangers and is very reluctant to attend any social gatherings.” Joseph recalled Annie’s typical wary and shy demeanour, and he felt very uneasy.

“Autism…?”

his heart seemed to be stabbed by a needle, and his fingers

actions were a little peculiar; for although she was twenty-two years old, she still had the air of a

Aubree kept her confined at home all year

she wanted to? You never took into account her feelings from her point of view, because you never

heart. “Annie just wants to live in tranquility. Don’t stir up any more trouble for her. You’ll hurt her if you do this.”

a moment and croaked, “Is there

his head helplessly, “would she

as he gazed upon the delicate and pretty face that had been pale with panic the night before, causing his heart to twitch and leaving

rang at that moment;

paused for a beat. He had to reply, “Dad.”

I’ll be awaiting your arrival in

that, he ended the

gaze on the darkened screen.

father and

it would be great if there were no superficial familial loves, so he wouldn’t have to hate