After Being Betrayed, I Married a Tycoon in a Flash Chapter 83: 83 I Just Want to be Brother Chen's Bride

Chapter 83: Chapter 83 I Just Want to be Brother Chen’s Bride

“Mom, I thought you were fearless for my sister’s sake.”

“If sothing really happened to Ruxin, I would definitely fight him to the death. Oh, poor Ruxin…”

“Enough, Mom, stop blaming others. Stop pitying sister all the ti and advise her to face reality. After all, she’s bedridden and useless, while Sheng Shaochen is a vigorous, normal man; it’s just impossible between them!”

“What’s impossible? He owes our family, Ruxin. Had it not been for saving him, would Ruxin have ended up like this?”

“Mom, you don’t really think that a lie repeated a thousand tis becos the truth, do you? You know the truth about what happened back then, don’t you?”

“Shut up!” Mrs. Han’s face suddenly changed when Han Zhe ntioned the past, and she quickly interrupted him.

“Brother Chen, Brother Chen…” From the hospital room ca Han Ruixin’s murmuring, tearful call.

Mrs. Han’s face was instantly filled with distress; she turned and rushed over, kneeling by the bedside, clutching Han Ruixin’s hand tightly, “Ruxin, are you awake?”

“Where’s Brother Chen?” Han Ruixin’s pale face was filled with hope,

her dark eyes eagerly looking toward the door.

“Sis, Sheng Shaochen has another woman in his heart, let go of your delusions already.” A man rushing ho in the dead of night ant there was a woman he cared about—what else could it be?

Hearing Han Zhe say this, Mrs. Han couldn’t help but wipe her tears, “Ruxin, listen to Mom, forget about him. He’s not worth your love…”

“I know you all think I’m foolish. But in my life, I ask for nothing else but to be Brother Chen’s bride. If I can’t be that, I…”

As Han Ruixin spoke, she lowered her head, tears falling one by one, dropping onto the stark white bedding, spreading into a large damp spot,

making it hard not to tear up from heartache.

Mrs. Han reached out, holding Han Ruixin tightly in her arms, “Okay, okay, Mom won’t scold you anymore, I won’t. Whatever you want, Mom will try her best to help you.”

Han Zhe gloomily smoked, watching the tearful mother and daughter, only feeling that his father was right—they were slaves to their emotions, completely oblivious to the bigger picture.

“Mom, I don’t want anything; I just want to cure my illness and be able to proudly be Brother Chen’s wife.” Han Ruixin raised her moist eyes, staring at Mrs. Han.

Mrs. Han felt her heart nearly shattering, reaching out to slowly wipe the tears from Han Ruixin’s eyes.

“Han Zhe, didn’t you say last ti that there was a very famous doctor internationally who could cure Ruxin’s illness?”

Mrs. Han looked up, desperately blinking to signal Han Zhe.

Han Zhe looked speechless; in his mory, his mother always liked to concoct various “white lies”.

Didn’t she know that lies always had a mont when they could be exposed?

Han Zhe flicked his cigarette butt, specks of ash scattered down, smoke wafting and obscuring half of his face, making it hard to discern his current expression.

“Han Zhe? Is what Mom said true?” Han Ruixin perked up upon hearing that there was a doctor who could cure her illness.

Han Zhe frowned, he intended to expose his mother’s lie, but seeing the light in Han Ruixin’s eyes, he couldn’t bear to.

“Yes! This doctor is a bit strange, kind of hard to contact…”