Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 1682

The sky was clear the next day.

It was such a nice day: the sky was blue with the sun hanging high up in the sky, and no clouds could be seen.

Sounds of keyboard tapping filled the office.

Bonnie had been out to interview since _ yesterday afternoon. She returned to the TV station late that night to deliver the equipment, so she did not see Tina. When she saw Tina at work today, she dragged a chair over to her.

She lowered her voice and asked mysteriously, "Tina, what's your relationship with the president of Chin's Group?" Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

"Huh?" Tina's heart skipped a beat.

"The night we had dinner together, he asked his assistant to call me to find you!" Bonnie still felt incredible when recalling the matter and wanted to ask her about it.

Tina hesitated. "What's the relationship between us? Well, he looked for me because of a work issue!"

Bonnie thought about it carefully.

A high-ranking leader like him seldom had contact with common employees like them.

They were just reporters in a TV station who couldn't possibly have any relationship with him.

"I see!" Bonnie nodded and believed what she said. Then she shrugged and muttered, "But after I said that the gathering was over and you've gone back long ago, he grabbed the assistant's phone

and continued asking me with an extremely anxious tone..."

Tina also recalled what had happened the night before yesterday.

In the dark and empty factory, Wilson appeared in front of hooligans when she was in a panic in front of hooligans.

And the words he said before he got off the car, "I'll wait for you in the office. Bring me rice porridge..."

Tina looked at the sun outside of the window.

She was unable to control her drifting mind and suddenly wanted time to pass faster.

After work, she would cook porridge and sent it to Wilson's office, as agreed...

Time passed slowly, and it was afternoon.

Tina's phone rang.

She glanced at it and picked it up.

"Hello, Dylan."

Dylan asked her in a joyful voice, "Tina, are you busy?"

Tina was standing next to the printer to proofread the latest news articles. In the end, she stopped her work. "I'm not that busy at this time. What's the matter?"

Dylan said, "Nothing. I went to the capital to participate in an event the day before yesterday and brought Isla some interesting local toys. I want to bring them to her. By the way, shall we take her out for dinner at night?"

Dylan had been trying very hard to take care of the mother and daughter, creating the cozy atmosphere of a family of three.

Of course, Tina could sense what he was thinking.

She pressed her lips subconsciously.

She felt some resistance in her heart. In addition to some necessary occasions, like when she had to go to the Koo family or when they were with Malee at the finals, Tina would avoid being alone with him if possible.

Tina said, "Sorry, but I've already had an appointment tonight..."

This was not an excuse, but she really didn't have time tonight.

Dylan asked, "With your colleagues?"

Tina mumbled, "Uhm."

Dylan felt a little disappointed when he heard that, but he did not insist. "It doesn't matter. Then let's meet some other time!"

Tina returned to work.

Within two minutes, her phone rang again.

Tina thought Dylan called again to add something, so she picked it up and put it to her ears without looking at the screen.

On the line, there came a nurse's anxious voice. "Miss Hall, come over. Isla just passed !!

out...

Tina dropped all the articles in her hand.

There was a sudden buzz in her head as if she had just heard the sound of blood striking violently in her veins.

The news collapsed Tina almost instantly.

The same desperate feeling eight months ago grasped her. She was so afraid of losing her daughter as if her whole world would go down with Isa.

Tina ignored everything else and rushed out of the office only with her phone in her hand.

She didn't even know how she arrived at the hospital.

Tina took out some money from her pocket and threw it all to the driver. After that, she ran into the hospital building without a break.

Isla, her lively and adorable daughter, had always been able to control her illness after being hospitalized. Before Tina left last night, Isla said good night to her in her childish voice and kissed her. How could her situation suddenly worsen?!

When Tina saw the door of ICU, the horror rising in her heart nearly overwhelmed her.

There were two nurses standing in the corridor.

Before she could ask more, the doctor in charge of Isla s case walked out of ICU.

Tina's voice instantly turned hoarse. "Doctor Westcott, how's my daughter?"

Doctor Westcott said, "Half an hour ago when she was playing with other children in the children's play areas, she suddenly passed out. We rescued her and sent her to ICU!"

Tina said excitedly, "But how could that happen? She was fine last night!"

Doctor Westcott looked very serious and said seriously, "I didn't expect such an incident to happen either. We still need to hold a consultation to discuss it! But, Miss Hall, I remind you that you should be mentally prepared. Her situation is not good!"

A dizziness overcame her, blurring her vision.

Through the glass, she saw Isla lying in ICU. Her little daughter was on a life-support machine, with her eyes closed, her face as pale as a sheet, and her limbs connected to many kinds of equipment.

She was quiet, no longer lively.

Tina, overwhelmed by fear, felt a chill run up her spine all the way to her brain.

Her knees suddenly went limp, and she fell to the ground.

Someone caught her in time.

It was Dylan, who then asked her nervously with concern. "Tina, are you okay?"

He had talked to her on the phone and learned that she had an appointment tonight, but even so, he was not discouraged. Since he had little work to do just after a business trip, he brought the presents he had bought for Isla. By the way, he could take the opportunity to please her.

He didn't expect to hear that Isla was sent to the ICU upon arriving at the hospital. He was shocked and rushed over.

Tina entirely relied on his strength to gain a firm foothold.

She turned her head woodenly and recognized Dylan through the tears that blurred her sight.

Only then did she realize that she had tears all over her face.

Dylan felt distressed and comforted her.

"Tina, Isla will be alright. You have to cheer n

up...

As the sunset, the evening sky darkened. Then the night fell.

The neon lamps in the city were gradually lit up.

On the top floor of Chin's Group Building, Wilson was sitting before his wide desk, writing fast with the pen in his hand.

He put the suit jacket on the back of the chair and wore only a white shirt. Two of the top buttons were undone, revealing his round collarbones. His sleeves rolled up showed the firm muscles on his arms. He had the perfect image as an elite and capable man.

However, it was obvious that he was absentminded.

The pen stopped moving. Wilson looked up at Terry standing aside and asked, "What time is it?"