The Cherished Wife

Ronald followed Charles out. "Mr. Hoffman, where are we heading now?"

"The hospital, to check on Winter," Charles replied, catching a glimpse of a few people lingering suspiciously at the hotel entrance.

He arched his brow slightly, appearing cold and sharp. To someone who did not know him, it might have seemed like he was smiling, but Ronald knew this expression meant Charles was clearly upset. "We're about to put on quite a show," Charles added. Winter's allergic reaction was not severe, but for an actress, it was devastating. It would likely take several weeks before she could work again.

At the hospital, Winter was shouting angrily, threatening to tear the place apart if the doctors could not fix her face.

Sean leaned against the door outside, listening to the doctors struggling to deal with Winter's demands. He smirked slightly and motioned to a nurse.

"Mr. Smith, is there something you need?" The young nurse's heart fluttered when she saw Sean's playful demeanor, her face turning red as she walked over shyly.

"Mr. Smith?"

harmless smile. "Is that the big

attending to her,

Hoffman would come after us if she isn't treated." Then, she glanced at Sean. "Mr. Smith, what do you need me for?" Sean smirked. "Nothing. You can go back

nurse. He then walked up to the emergency room door, took

like the princess has ended up

Sean. He narrowed his eyes slightly. He replied: [Do whatever you want. Just make sure she stays in the hospital

her face doesn't

away, Charles put on a sly

you go on my behalf." Charles checked the time. "It's getting

signaled to Ronald, who immediately took Becky with him and stepped out of

the hospital, Becky turned