She Is A CEO

With courage, Lucia gingerly stood up and came to Arthur's side. She examined his left leg up close first for a moment, and then scrutinized the various wounds on his body. The blood oozing from the bandages had long curdled into a dark red.

It looked shocking. From the wounds, she can probably guess what kind of situation Arthur was in when he was hit. Lucia frowned more tightly.

If she hadn't been deliberately angry with him today, he might have returned to the company long ago and wouldn't have met the car accident.

In ten minutes, Lucia had taken all the responsibilities for all the misfortunes that Arthur might encounter in the future in his life life. Her tears fell down, on after another. Obviously, it was silent, but each drop of tear was as heavy as how she felt.

"Well, don't cry..." Just as Lucia's vision was blurred by tears, Arthur's voice sounded like a helpless sigh.

In fact, he woke up just now when Lucia turned Arthur's quilt to check his injuries, but he did not say anything. But after feeling the teardrops falling on his arm, he could no longer calm down.

Lucia was of course taken aback. She blinked desperately, but her eyes were full of tears and she couldn't see the look on Arthur's face. But the words he said were like the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing Lucia's perseverance over this period of time to fall apart instantly.

Tears blurred her vision, but she still recognized the direction of Arthur's embrace. She bent down and threw herself into Arthur's arms, crying out.

Arthur lifted his arms around her and gently patted her back, letting her cry as much as she wanted.

He waited patiently until Lucia calmed down and her choking had stopped. Arthur, despite his injuries, carried her to the bed and laid her on his side.

When Sophie returned with Theodore, Arthur was seen in a mess.

Arthur himself was just bandaged, but after Lucia's reckless lunge, plus he carried Lucia, who was lying on his chest, the threads of each wound almost collapsed.

Originally the bandages with the dark red blood marks were re-wetted bright red. The blood of the larger injuries even flowed beyond the bandage. At first glance, his whole person was like dipped in blood, which looked shocking.

The subtle thing was that Arthur had a smile on his face!

Just as Sophie was about to exclaim, Arthur raised his hand in a silent gesture and pointed to Lucia, who was cowering beside him, implying them not to disturb her.

Sophie was helpless to the extreme. Theodore saw that his father was so defensive of his mother, and adored Arthur.Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Although they can't wake Lucia, they can't let Arthur bleed like this. Sophie carried Theodore to the doctor's office for a while, and finally two doctors came over to personally stop Arthur's bleeding and re-stitch and re-bandage him. During the process, the two doctors were scared.

If they moved a little more, Arthur would signal them with his eyes to be lighter.

The remedial work that could have been done in half an hour by one doctor took more than an hour for two doctors to complete.

And, Arthur was still reluctant to move and wouldn't let the doctors touch the wound on his back. The good thing was that there was no serious wound on the back. Otherwise it would be difficult for the doctors. Finally, Arthur's wounds were re-treated, and now not only Theodore looked at him with admiration, but also Kyle. Only Sophie was full of heartache.

Their love was so deep that he didn't care about flesh wounds.

Arthur's love for Lucia was much deeper than Sophie imagined. It was afraid that words cannot be used to estimate it now.

Sophie spoke softly, "Arthur, let Lucia stay with you. Theodore has classes tomorrow. I'll take him back to rest. Take care of yourself. Don't be like that again."

"Well, Theodore come here. Be a good boy and go home with Grandma to rest. Come back to see Daddy after school, okay?" Calling Theodore to the other side of his bed, Arthur leaned over and kissed him on the forehead, instructing, "Okay, Theodore is good!" Theodore blinked his big eyes and promised solemnly.

Sophie took Theodore back after telling Arthur a few more things. It was now 9:30 pm. Usually Theodore should have gone to bed early. In the car, he was sleepy and yawning, but Sophie rarely didn't let him sleep at will.

"Theodore, did you and Mom spend Christmas and New Year's at Esmae's?" Sophie embraced Theodore and asked him.

Theodore was so smart that he often remembered small details. Sophie had wanted to ask him about it for a long time. Unfortunately, Lucia had been consciously or unconsciously distancing her. It was difficult for her to find a moment alone with Theodore. Tonight was the perfect time.

"Well, all the time." Theodore answered his grandmother's question seriously, even though he was sleepy enough to rub his eyes.

"Did your mother change in any strange ways while in Chicago? Did she suddenly become very negative and depressed emotionally?" When these kinds of questions were asked to any other four-year-old children, they would just give her a dumbfounded look. But Theodore was different, and Sophie was reassured to ask him.

"Yes..." Theodore said after thinking for a while, "Grandma Esmae has just picked us up and she was talking to Mommy alone. Esmae wasn't like this before." Theodore said so and pouted in discontent and continued, "Mommy and Esmae talked for a long, long time, until I went to bed. Mommy came back and her eyes were red. I am so scared. I asked Mommy what was wrong and she wouldn't tell me. She asked me if I really liked Daddy, and I said yes, and Mommy cried..."

Sophie asked hurriedly, "What happened?"

"The next day Mommy was just like normal. When Daddy made a video call, Mommy was clearly there. She asked me to lie about her absence. But she was right next to me" Theodore replied while asserting his sense of right and wrong.

Sophie nodded and continued to ask, "Don't you think it's strange that you didn't have video call with your dad again after that?"

Theodore thought for a moment and said, "Mommy said the phone was broken and she would wait until after the holidays to find Daddy." When Sophie heard this, she was almost certain that the problem was with Esmae, but what did they talk about, and who was Esmae? "Theodore, do you know what Esmae's full name is?" asked Sophie then.

"I don't know ...I called her grandma or Esmae as soon as I was born ... "Theodore's eyes were almost closed, and he was dazed. Sophie stopped asking questions and let Theodore close his eyes to sleep. What was more, she had found the reason.

That Grandma Esmae, who the hell was she?