Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 213

“Mr. Pennyfeather, don’t worry, I’ve already called the ambulance.”

They took Cristina and Tricia to the hospital, and the issue of share transfer was temporarily shelved

Cristina was just pretending to be unconscious; she was quite pleased with herself when she heard Neil’s words.

After the doctor’s examination at the hospital, he said, “It might be due to overworking and stress; just get some rest.”

As for Tricia, she was a frequent visitor to the hospital and was taken for treatment.

Neil sat by the bed, letting out a sigh of relief as Cristina woke up

“What’s wrong? Are you feeling okay?”

Cristina put on a guilty face.

Darling, I’m sorry. Did I interrupt your work? I’m always overthinking things. Maja seems to dislike me, and I don’t know if she and Glenn can get along if she comes to work at the company. Plus, with Tricia being sick, I was worried, and then.

She started coughing.

She reminded Neil that he hadn’t transferred shares to Glenn Pennyfeather yet.

And if he gave Maja 15% of the shares, Maja would return to work at the company.

with renovation teams related

a better understanding of the market. Once she gets the shares, she would have

been working outside for

The worse she

for now, we can discuss it later. Besides, Maja may not be willing to come, she has been

her goal, a smug smile playing

company and had to leave for a meeting, but he didn’t feel safe leaving Cristina alone,

know if anything

who was more than a decade younger than Neil, seemed

“Don’t worry.”

little more before leaving the hospital

he left, Cristina signaled Carter to close

confirmed that no one was around, immediately sat on the bed, and held her tightly in his

“You’re really smart.”

cold laugh, Cristina said, “I’ve been with him for so many years, I know him well.”

what should we do now? After this is over, he will still give the shares to Maja. Cristina, the company is ours; we can’t let Maja get it

Maja as soon as possible and make

other and smiled,

Neil was passing an intersection in the car, he

the police station, and her mind was a mess, so she found a place to sit and rest. She didn’t have the energy to drive back to