Billionaire's Sweetheart

Therefore, she said softly: "Forget it, this is over. I do not want to bring it up again, mother. Since I am injured like this, I might not be able to go to the company anymore. I need to have a long leave."

"Don't worry, your godmother won't let you come, but I've heard from my assistant that there were a group of women talking about the car accident in the tea room. They said that you were in a car accident because you were dumped by the president, and that you were suffering from a disaster because of broken relationship. Just thinking about this makes me angry, but when I go back tomorrow, I will teach these gossiping girls a lesson." Xipil recalled something else as she gritted his teeth and cursed angrily.

Felicity was also startled, it seemed that the matter of Christina framing her was not reported, that's why those girls thought that her loss of love caused the accident.

"Godmother, forget it. Don't bother with them. I know what my own situation is anyway." Felicity did not want her godmother to offend those people. The more enemies she had, the worse it would be for the future.

"I just can't stand these people badmouthing you. You and president are obviously very fond of each other, but you are called as the abandoned wife of a rich family. They are criticizing you. What does this have to do with them? Even if the president were to break up with you, it wouldn’t leave them any chances." Xipil's hand was at her waist, still unable to calm down.

After Felicity heard it, she could not help but burst out laughing, "I don't want to give another woman any opportunity anymore." After Xipil heard it, she also laughed along, "Of course you can't. Look how president treat you."

"Godmother, please don't tease me. With my current appearance, even I have to feel unconfident!" As Felicity said that, she took the mirror beside her and looked at the places where she had scraped her face., although they were almost healed and there were no obvious scars left on her face, she touched her head that was still wrapped in gauze and sighed softly: "Even if all of my injuries were to recover completely, I still feel that I am not perfect enough. What women care about the most is their appearance."

Seeing that she had started to feel unconfident, Xipil quickly comforted her gently: "Felicity, don't think too much. I think there's nothing wrong with you right now, president will not despise you either."

"But I hate it!" Felicity covered her face with hands, as if she had no face to see anyone, and said depressingly: "These few days, it was all him watching over me, taking care of me, I truly feel very sorry for him. His is so busy with his company, and I see that he's been tired after taking care of me for a few days, that's why I'm in such a hurry to leave the hospital."

Hearing her words of self-pitying, Xipil couldn't help but laugh: "Felicity, this is proof that president cares about you. If he doesn't love you, why would he toil away for his lover? This is the best demonstration of love, and I am happy for you."

Felicity put her hand down, raised her head and looked at Xipil in shock: "Mother, what's there to be happy about?"

"Because president loves you so much. I am relieve to see that if there is another woman who wants to step in your marriage in the future, president will take care of that. And he will definitely not do anything that will make you sad." Xipil said with a face full of certainty.

Felicity was also amused by her words, and nodded: "Yeah, I can also feel how much he treats me, sometimes I also feel that I am so lucky to be able to meet him."

Xipil nodded her head, then looked at the watch: "Felicity, I'II be leaving first, I won't disturb the two of you anymore. If there's anything, give me a call!"

Felicity nodded her head: "Ok, godmother, you can go and get busy with yourself. I don't have anything."

After Xipil left, Edward entered the room. He had recently done all his work here. And Larry, who had been running back and forth was extremely tiring.

"You seem to be having a good time chatting?" The moment he entered, he saw the corner of Felicity's mouth raised. The depressed mood that Edward had been in for the past few days was shone into the sunlight, because of the smile at the corner of her mouth.

"Yes, my godmother really knows how to say good words to make me happy!" Felicity nodded.

Edward sat by her bedside, he touched her forehead and held her soft little hand in his palm: "What did you talk about, can you tell me?"

Felicity bit her lower lip, and said shyly: "It's nothing, I just feel that it's too troublesome. Will you be bored for staying with me all day?"

Edward's serene eyes were slightly startled. He fixed his eyes on her lowered face and spoke with a gentle voice. "Why would I feel bored? Don't you know that I just want to be with you all day?"

Felicity suddenly reached out to pull at her hair that had not been washed for a few days, and said shyly: "Even if I look like this, you still like to be together with me huh? I hate to see myself like this."

Edward saw that she was feeling a little negative, so he immediately reached out and caressed her face, saying with concern: "Felicity, don't be like that. No matter what you look like, I'll always like you."

"Edward, thank you for not hating me, and also thank you for taking care of me in such a minute manner." She was truly moved, and couldn't help but cry for Edward, who would always help her when she needed help most.

Edward even personally helped her apply medicine and wash her feet, sometimes, Felicity was really awkard.

She had always wanted to show him her best, but now?