Pay For Lovely Me

Chapter 25 I Thought You Were Dead!

He narrowed his eyes slightly, dropped the medicine into the ground, grabbed Celia's hand and said

sarcastically, "it's not a good thing that a woman is too smart."

Celia was so painful that she felt dizzy and had no strength to struggle. The pain in her hand was

constantly transmitted to her limbs and bones, stimulating her nerves.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Go to the kitchen and cook for me."

The cold and sarcastic voice came out from the thin lips of Hans. Hearing this, Celia was shocked.

When she was about to refuse, she suddenly felt dizzy. Darkness came over her eyes, and she was

about to fell down.

Feeling that there was something wrong with the person behind him, Hans frowned. He turned around

and instinctively held her falling body with his hand. He said coldly, "Celia, don't think that I will let you

go if you pretend to faint."

Although his words were full of disgust, after patting her cheek two times to make sure that she had

fainted, he snorted coldly but picked her up. He muttered angrily, "Damn woman, even if you fainted, I

still can torture you in another way."

Jim was not in the villa. He drove here by himself. He took Celia into the garage, opened the door and Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

threw her on the back seat. Then he opened the door and sat in the driver's seat. His eyes flashed

fierce. He started the car and drove out of the villa.

On the way, Celia awaked with a severe headache. She slowly opened her eyes and found herself in

the car. She looked up and saw that Hans was focusing on driving. She was confused and was about

to say something, but she heard his voice with a trace of coldness and cruelty:

"Jim, inform Joe to go to the hospital and tell him that Celia was scalded."

Hearing this, Celia was shocked. She asked subconsciously, "Hans, what the hell do you want to do?"

She didn't think this hateful man informed Joe kindly. Judging from the hostility in his tone, it was

obvious that he wanted to see a joke. She could bear whatever he did to her, but why did he torture her

family.

He was a little surprised to see her wake up. He put down the switch of his ear, turned his head and

glanced at her. He smiled evilly, but his eyes were cold. He said in a familiar sneer tone, "You are

awake. I thought you were dead."

Celia struggled to sit up and looked at the back of Hans in the dim light. The pain in her hands and feet

made her feel extremely bad, as if she was roasted on a fire.

"Why did you tell my brother?"

Her voice was weak with a faint sense of annoyance, but it was not strong enough. It sounded soft and

helpless. But he was looking ahead attentively, and ignored her question on purpose.

Accidentally, she touched her hand again, which made her frowned, and she clenched her teeth to

prevent herself from crying out. She stared at the back of Hans' head and called him again stubbornly,

"Hans!"

"You fainted just now. I don't know if you will die or not. It's normal for me to inform your family. Why are

you so mad? If you don't want your hands to be disabled, just shut up! Don't affect my driving, or I'll turn

around and go back."

Finally, his cold voice with a strong warning sounded in the car.

Then he stepped on the gas and the car rushed forward. Celia shook her body slightly and hurriedly

reached out to support the front seat back. However, she touched the pain again in panic, which made

she felt dizzy and seemed to faint again.

Although the light in the car was dim, through the rear-vision mirror, he saw her face in pain, and the

sweat on her forehead. A hint of cruelty smile appeared on his thin lips. 'Celia, you poured the soup

yourself. You deserve it.'

Celia couldn't see the cruelty in his eyes. She just thought of all kinds of words to curse the pervert in

front of her. It seemed that because she had distracted her attention, she felt the pain on her hands and

feet was slightly alleviated. So she racked her brains to curse him in heart more happily!

When they arrived at the hospital, it was already dark. The luxury sports car stopped at the special

parking space for VIP. A security guard immediately came forward. Seeing that Hans opened the door

and came out, he hurriedly smiled and respectfully opened the door for Celia.

"Can you walk by yourself?"

Under the dim streetlight, Hans was tall and slender. He slightly lowered his eyebrows and looked at

Celia who got out of the car. There was a slight concern on his handsome face. His voice was low and

gentle. Seeing this, the security guard moved backward silently.

Pursing her lips slightly, Celia despised him for pretending to be gentle in front of others, but she didn't

show it on her face. Seeing that the security guard left, she got out of the car carefully, while Hans

reached out his hand to hold her body like a gentleman. She frowned and tried to restrain her painful.

Seeing that, he said suddenly, "It's difficult to walk by yourself."

Then, she was carried by him before she could react. Her brain went blank for a moment. When she

looked up, she saw that he pursed his thin lips slightly, looked straight ahead and strode forward.

She moved her body slightly and was about to say something, but she heard his warning in a low

voice, "If you don't want to make a fool of yourself, don't move."

Hearing this, she didn't dare to move any more, fearing that the man would throw her down. She could

only snuggle tightly in his arms, and the faint mint fragrance of his body was penetrated to her. His

steady heartbeat rang clearly in her ears.

Feeling that she was holding his hands, he slightly moved his lips and an imperceptible complacency

flashed in his eyes.

"Celia, I heard that you were scalded. Where did you get hurt?"

As soon as they walked into the hospital, Joe, who was waiting there, came up to them. When he saw

that she was held in his arms, a touch of doubt flashed through his eyes. He blurted out with concern

and looked at her up and down.

"Celia's hands and feet were scalded."

Hearing the sound, Celia, who was lowering her eyes and shrinking in his arms, was shocked. She

suddenly looked up. When her eyes met, she saw the worried and shocked black eyes of Joe. In a

flash, she suddenly understood why Hans took her to the hospital.

She couldn't help cursing, "Despicable!"!

Just now, when she was in a trance, there was a deep voice of Hans, which seemed to be a little

worried and anxious. Hearing that, Joe was a little stunned. And he had walked past him and was a few

steps away from him.

Joe came to his senses and hurried to follow.

When he received the phone call, he was chatting with his father in the hospital. He was worried when

he heard that Celia was scalded. After knowing that it was the hospital his father in, he could no longer

stay calmly and ran downstairs to wait.

After half an hour, the doctor finally applied medicine to her hands and feet