Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 1546

Since she had already taken the initiative to tell him, Tina then explained everything that had happened the night before, "I only met Dylan on the school anniversary last night. Later, I accidentally sprained my ankle and he helped me to the hospital. He then sent me home..."

Finally, she looked up at him and said with a injured tone, "President Chin, I didn't make you a cuckold!"

Sometimes, one has to be humble when stuck in a bad situation.

Tina felt that she was particularly aware of the meaning of her words. She was undoubtedly admitting defeat to Wilson.

The lines at the corner of Wilson's mouth were slightly loose.

Last night, he did lose control of his emotions, and the fire kept burning in his chest.

On that day, after leaving the conference venue and having heard Dylan's answer to the female reporter's question, Wilson felt very angry. He was angry at her cheating him, so he deliberately took Mona out for a business trip and left her alone.

When he came back the next day and found that she didn't go to the No.l Luxurious Residence and then got out of Dylan's car, he was infuriated.

At this moment, Wilson believed her explanation.

When he woke up and found that her ankle was injured, he had guessed something. The doctor also recognized her. These factors indicated that the two of them did not do anything filthy and stealthy that night. They were together for a reason.

Dylan's holding Tina's hand was perhaps because she couldn't stand steadily due to the injury.

Even so, Wilson felt uncomfortable.

His woman were involved with other man, especially with her first love, and had body contact with that man. This made him extremely unpleasant.

Seeing her explain to him so obediently, the sparks of anger left in her chest were put out silently.

"Emm!" Wilson nodded slowly. He narrowed his dark eyes behind the lens and threatened, "If this happen again, I'll made you unable to get oft the bed!"

This was too terrifying.

When Tina thought of the night before, she panicked.

Seeing this, Wilson's thin lips drew a faint smile.

Tina heaved a sigh of relief when she saw Wilson was no longer angry.

The problem was finally solved.

Wilson's gaze swept over her feet, then said languidly, "Get your feet well quickly. I don't want the woman in my bed to be a cripple!"

Tina was speechless.

She pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled flatteringly. "President Chin, don't worry, it will get better soon!"

After all the anti-inflammatory drugs were into Tina's body, they left the hospital.

Just like when they went out, after the car stopped, Wilson carried her up to the top floor without giving her the chance to oppose.

He didn't even pant after climbing the stairs.

Her foot was badly swollen, so the doctor told her not to do any big movements for eight hours. Wilson put her on the sofa.

On the way, Wilson received a business call.

He settled her down and prepared to leave.

When he turned around, he touched something under his feet.

It was the bag she carried the night before, which was stuffed with medicine. It was brought back by Dylan after they saw the doctor.

Wilson was so angry the night before that he took off all her clothes and threw them to the ground. At that time, some of the medicine in her bag fell out.

Wilson frowned.

He bent over to pick it up and threw it into the trash can.

Then Wilson put the medicine that had been brought back by Terry in front of her and stressed, "Tina, use medicine bought by me. Do you understand?"

The corners of Tina's mouth twitched, "Got it!"

Wilson left with satisfaction.

On workday.

After going to the hospital twice and resting for a day, Tina's ankle finally got better.

Although it has not yet completely recovered, it wouldn't affect her mobility. She could walk and go to work normally, but she still needed serval days before she could go out to make reports and temporarily could only stay in the office to organize the presses to be released.

Her phone vibrated.

Tina was busy proofreading. She did not look at the incoming number and directly picked it up and put it beside her ear, "Hello?"

On the line, the familiar languid voice came out, "How's your injury? Does it still hurt?"

Tina was taken aback.

She quickly looked at the phone screen, which showed Wilson's personal number.

Tina looked around like a thief. Then she lowered her voice and said, "I'm much better now. It doesn't hurt anymore!" NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

"Emm!" Wilson said.

Then he hung up the phone.

Tina was stunned again.

She had thought that the money master had orders, but she did not expect him to simply ask about her injury.

"Is this out of concern?"

Tina thought of the concern in his eyes when he was in the hospital.

But soon, she shook her head.

Wilson said that he didn't want the woman in his bed to become a cripple, or this woman wouldn't have any sexual appeal. He just called for the sake of calling.

Although she thought so, she still felt warmth in her heart.

The feeling of being remembered by someone...

Tina composed herself and began to work hard.

In the afternoon, after the department meeting, she and Bonnie came out of the meeting room together with the meeting materials.

Having taken Tina's injury into consideration, Bonnie deliberately slowed down and the two of them soon fell behind.

While they were talking and laughing, someone called Tina when they passed the junction of the corridor.

"Tina!"

Tina heard the voice and turned around. She saw Dylan, dressed in casual clothes.

As soon as he came out of the elevator, he walked straight to her. He glanced at her feet inadvertently and asked casually, "How's the injury on your feet?"

Tina replied, "It doesn't matter anymore!"

Dylan put one hand in his pocket and his face looked indifferent. "Ancient wisdom told me that such injury needs long-term rests. You'd better be careful! I know there is a private clinic. Their acupuncture skill is very good. Do you want to..."

"No need!" Tina bit her lips and interrupted him.

From the lines of his words, she heard stiff care. This was what she could not afford.

Dylan was embarrassed, and his tone became cold. "Then forget it! Bad guys always live longer. Such small injury won't do any harm to such a cold and ruthless person like you!"

After that, he waved his hands and left coldly.

Bonnie coughed and said to Tina, "Dylan came to our station for the public welfare project, the one that works with the Chin's Group. The chief director values the positive energy and reputation he has brought, and he wants to invite Dylan to join!"

"Mm!" Tina laughed awkwardly.

Dylan was taken to the chief director's office.

The chief director paid special attention to him and personally served tea for him.

In front of the director, Dylan was a little absent-minded, holding a teacup in his hand with great strength. His knuckles had turned white.

When he thought about how Tina had dodged him as if he was a snake, he was in a terrible state of mind.

The director couldn't help but ask, "What do you think? Dylan?"

Dylan regained his composure, and he gradually focused on the topic. As if he was in a sulk, he said in a cold voice, "I'm willing to join you, but I have a condition: I hope Tina Hall of your station will be in charge of the program!"