Billionaire's Sweetheart

The feeling of being thrown away was truly uncomfortable, and Eliza's heart was also filled with grievance, so she quickly tapped her phone with two fingers.

"Richard Hughes, are you still a man? It was you who brought me here. You didn't even say anything before leaving me behind. This is too much."

"Even if we have an agreement, even if I take your money, can you at least respect me a bit and worry about my feelings?"

"I've been treated as a joke by others. Are you happy?"

"Forget it, there's no sense in telling you so much. You'll definitely realize it as well. I've taken your money, so stop forcing me here. Go busy yourself with your matters. I don't need you to come and save the situation."

"Can you call your assistant? My feet are hurting so I can't walk."

"Take me to see a doctor!"

Eliza vented her anger in a long speech, and in the end, she felt that she was making a fuss out of nothing.

She and Richard were just on a trade with each other. It wasn't good for her to complain about her employer like this, so she could only continue to wait quietly for help.

Just as Richard was waiting for the elevator in the hall, he suddenly heard one text message after another ring out.

He took out his phone and looked through all the messages in annoyance, then realized that Eliza was still at the press conference.

Thus, he did not reply to the message, he only called his own assistant and told him to bring his men to pick up Eliza quickly.

The elevator door opened, and Richard walked in. He kept a low profile, but there was still a nurse beside him who looked at him curiously.

When he arrived at Felicity's ward, Richard wanted to push open the door, but he saw Edward just going to open the door from the inside with his phone.

"Josh?" The expression in Edward's eyes became slightly startled.

When Richard saw his brother, he ignored his brother's shocked expression and asked softly: "How is sister?"

Edward reacted, looked at his phone, and answered: "She just woke up once, and a doctor came to check, so her situation can still be considered optimistic."

"That's good. Brother, you must be scared. Why would she be in a car accident? Is someone trying to kill her?" Richard looked at his brother's sad and tired face and knew just how severe the blow he had received from this incident was.

Edward's eyes were tainted with coldness, and his voice was also cold: "I'm already looking for someone to investigate this matter, if there really is someone who dares to hurt her, I definitely won't let them go, but it could also be that she's had an accident. No matter what, her being able to wake up is already very comforting."

"Brother, don't worry, she'll definitely be fine. She knows that you and her children can't leave her, and she'll definitely wake up strong as well." Richard comforted him softly.

Edward nodded his head, "Come in and see her."

Richard followed his brother into the sickroom. He felt his heartbeat quicken, and guiltily glanced at his brother's back, before carefully shifting his gaze to the unconscious woman on the sickbed.

Felicity laid quietly on the sickbed, her head was wrapped in layers of gauze, revealing a small pale face, with a few scratches, and her two arms outside the blanket, had also been bandaged to varying degrees.

Just a single glance at her now would cause one's heart to break.

Richard suppressed the emotions in his heart, turned his head, and looked at his brother: "Is her head injured? Did the doctor say anything else? Is it serious?"

Seeing such a thick and heavy bandage around Felicity's head, Richard was so worried that his face changed drastically.

A head injury was no small matter.

A hint of sorrow and worry surfaced on Edward's handsome face. "The doctor only said that she has to be observe further for any side effects."

Hearing the words "side effects", Richard's entire body shivered, and he inexplicably clenched his hands tightly.

"What are you going to tell the children about this? They will be very worried." Richard endured the sorrow in his heart, feigning calmness as he asked.

"I don't know!" Edward was also worried about this matter. He sat on the sofa, his usually strong and calm face revealed a hint of confusion.

"Why don't we not discuss about it first? The children's heart definitely won't be able to take it." Richard was very worried.

Edward laughed bitterly, "You still don't understand your nephews? Even though we can hide it from Emma but we can't hide it from little Frank."

Indeed, Frank wasn't so easily tricked. His high intelligence allowed him to mature much more than children of the same age.

"Then you'd better think about what you should tell the children. Try not to scare them!" Richard said softly.

Edward raised his eyes, his deep gaze sweeping across his brother's face, and nodded his head: "Okay, I will think of what to say."

Richard looked at the frail Felicity on the bed once again, and his heart felt as though it was being sliced by a knife.

Everything was fine. How could this happen?

It was worrying.