I Got Married Without You

Chapter 664 Settle Accounts with

Erin

Was Mr. Evans going to settle accounts with Erin?

It just so happened that Andrew had beef with Erin too. Should he

end it once and for all?

Andrew readily agreed to it. “No problem, leave everything to me.”

After James gave his orders, he tried to force himself to get up,

but found that he couldn’t move. Only his fingers could wiggle a

little.

One by one, he curled his fingers, concentrating all his strength

on his hands in an attempt to get back up with the strength of his fingers, but to no avail.

When Andrew saw the layer of faint sweat on his beautifully

God-chiseled face, he hurried forward to dissuade James,

knowing that he was forcing himself up.

“Mr. Evans, you just woke up from a coma, and you shouldn’t move around for the time being. You should take a good rest for

some time before we advance to physio…”

James failed to get up several times, so he gave up struggling…

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The melancholy in his brows reminded him of Amelia’s severe coma back then.

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He had never been able to feel for himself the pain, but right then as he was experiencing it, he finally knew how agonizing it was…

At the thought of how she had survived those three years alone, his heart couldn’t stop aching…

Deep down, he swore that once he could move, he must stay by her side and make up for the harm done…

ward with a bunch of

medicinal fluid to the man on

to Zack, urging him to locate Ms. Garcia as soon as possible, preferably within

day.

immediately notified Paul, in the

matter a secret for the time

a meeting in the president’s

got up to

of James waking up.

to the hospital ward, and was just about to enter

so inhumanly beautiful standing by the

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window…

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had her arms folded around her chest with

pair of seductive foxy eyes

ward through the glass.

fine now that you’ve woken up,

leader…”

about to

Paul sizing her up from head to toe

resembled James, she figured that he

were her favorite…

fingers raised to brush aside the wavy hair on

as she winked at Paul. “Hey there hottie,

number…”

Paul would have

and take her

such a thought did not cross

“Who are you and

in?”

ward on the top floor of the hospital. A

could the

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floor?

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on her chest,

walking up to Paul to charmingly whisper, “Ask

her haughty chin

and couldn’t be any bothered by how the

“James!”

an armchair by the hospital bed, raised his index finger up to his

if to motion for

from the effect of the medication. “After waking up, he fell