"Sister Eleanor, we’re here!" Estelle Sterling called out loudly with a mischievous smile.
The powerful voice startled Eleanor Sterling, and she imdiately struggled to get up, suddenly pushing Alaric Faulkner aside.
Alaric Faulkner, pushed to the side, pulled on his wound, causing him to wince in pain.
The wound must have split open.
This woman really doesn’t have an ounce of sympathy for him!
Seeing Estelle Sterling and Micah Moss walk in together, Eleanor Sterling’s face flushed with so embarrassnt, "Why did you guys co?"
They must have seen her and Alaric Faulkner being intimate just now, right?
Actually, there’s no need to think about it, they definitely saw it.
After all, when Estelle Sterling spoke up, Alaric Faulkner was still holding her down.
A sense of sha inexplicably rose up inside her, and Eleanor Sterling’s expression beca slightly awkward.
Estelle Sterling glanced at Alaric Faulkner and said, "Earlier, Uncle Micah ca looking for you. When he found out you were in the hospital, he asked to bring him over."
Alaric Faulkner certainly heard the emphasis in Estelle Sterling’s words.
In the evening, looking for Eleanor Sterling.
Alone with a man, without any sense of avoiding suspicion.
He got up at a leisurely pace, slowly wiping the corner of his mouth with his thumb, where Eleanor Sterling’s sweetness lingered.
As if reminding everyone what had happened here five minutes ago.
Seeing Alaric Faulkner’s gesture, Micah Moss’s face stiffened, turning abruptly somber.
He knew it was a silent provocation; he’d been here since they started feeding each other.
In front of him, Eleanor Sterling always appeared calm and outstanding. He had never seen her show that kind of girlish deanor.
But she was different in front of Alaric Faulkner.
It’s as if that’s the way a girl should be in front of a man.
Thinking of the sight of the two being intimate just now made Micah Moss feel a surge of pent-up frustration in his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Seeing Micah Moss’s face looking unpleasant, Eleanor Sterling coughed lightly and said, "Micah, are you here to visit President Faulkner? Co and have a seat."
She should stay away from Alaric Faulkner; otherwise, he wouldn’t tease her.
Micah Moss walked over and sat down on the chair beside Alaric Faulkner’s bed.
At this mont, Estelle Sterling spoke up, enjoying the drama, "Uncle Faulkner, Uncle Micah said he’s here on behalf of Sister Eleanor and to visit you and thank you for saving us."
Alaric Faulkner gave Estelle Sterling a cold look.
This brat, he risked his life to save him, and now he’s turning against him? Whose side is he on?
Estelle Sterling shrank her head slightly.
Of course, she’s on Hades Faulkner’s side. Speaking up now is to clarify their relationship, right? There needs to be a resolution, doesn’t there?
Alaric Faulkner raised an eyebrow—Micah Moss representing Eleanor Sterling?
What relationship does Eleanor Sterling have with him? And what gives him the right to represent Eleanor? Did he allow it?
He leaned back, smiling insincerely, saying, "Thanks."
Feeling like he might have regained so ground, Micah Moss placed the fruit basket at the head of his bed.
He looked at Alaric Faulkner and spoke, "You suffered severe injuries saving Eleanor and Estelle. President Faulkner, with your distinguished identity, risking yourself like this, you are very considerate."
Alaric Faulkner curled his lips, "To save the woman I love, I’d give my life."
The woman he loves...
As soon as those words fell, the atmosphere in the room instantly beca tense.
Eleanor Sterling pinched the bridge of her nose.
Needle against wheat, these two are at odds, making her, the person involved, feel quite speechless.
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