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Chapter 59: His Charity
“Mr. Smith likes to stay here. I do not have the ability to chase him away. Then I should go to the head office by myself.”
Mae raised her cold eyes to look at him.
But even so, Mark did not ignore the stubbornness and determination that shrouded her cold eyes.
He knew very well that Mae really did not want him to stay here, and she did not want to see him at all.
Anger? Playing hard to get? These are all his self–deceiving self–consolation.
This clear understanding caused Mark’s heart to suddenly panic, stronger than the previous few
times.
He looked at Mae sharply and subconsciously said, “Mae, don’t be ignorant.”
His voice was slightly hoarse, but after a long time, he could only say this. It seemed that only such a condescending attitude could suppress the panic and helplessness in his heart.
Mae smiled, “I don’t need Mr. Smith’s charity.”
“You…”
Mark was angry and stared at Mae’s indifferent face for a long time. He suddenly released her hand. “All right, since you don’t need it, many people need it. Mae, you think I care about you!”
Leaving these words coldly, he turned and left the ward. The loud slam on the door sounded into Mae’s heart, causing her to tremble.
The ward became quiet again. Mae stared at the door for a long time, then slowly retracted her gaze. The needle on the back of her hand was pulled out by her, and the blood at the needle hole had stopped.
She went back to the bed and lay down. The wound after the anesthetic was still ripping and hurting. She frowned and leaned on the bed. Her heart was stuffy and bloated.
Before she knew it, she remembered Mark’s mention of marriage.
“Let’s get married.”
At that time, Mark’s tall and straight body stood in front of her.
When he mentioned marriage to her, there was a hint of condescension from the superior, but it still made Mae’s heart beat faster.
“Why?”
She suppressed the ecstasy in her heart and asked him calmly.
No matter how madly she likes Mark, she will not lose her mind and believe his casual words.
“We slept together.”
Mark answered her concisely, but Mae understood it
They were in bed and he had to be responsible.
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It could be regarded as an extremely clean stream in the wealthy circle.
It was impossible for anyone else to marry a young actress just because she had slept with her. If everyone was like Mark, 80% of the actresses who wanted to marry into the rich and powerful would want to take a risk.
But Mae knew that Mark only wanted to take responsibility and marry her.
Maybe, he just did not want to tarnish his noble character as a wealthy heir because of such a trivial matter, so he simply married her.
Sure enough, as Mae thought, even though Mark married her and gave her the status of Mrs. Smith, he never regarded the place where she was as his home.
He seldom sleeps in their bedroom, either he was at the company or he was on a business trip
She was afraid that she would disturb him. Even if she wanted to say a lot of things, she did not dare to say that, for fear that he would hate her.
The courage that she mustered up from time to time was only to propose to use each other’s birthdays as the phone password, that is all.
But at that time, Mark only replied to her with one word, “childish“.
She did not force it. Even if she stopped, she did not dare to ask for more.
The only hope in her heart was that Mark would return to their bedroom more often. Even if he just sat there and did not speak, she would be happy.
At that time, Mae never thought that this marriage would turn out to be such a ridiculous tragedy.
“Abort the child.”
Mark’s decisive and cold voice was like a steel needle. It suddenly stabbed into Mae’s heart, causing her entire body to shrink in pain.
She could not let go of it. Just how ruthless a man could be to calmly ask her to abort her child, and even force her to use the marriage that she cared about the most.
Thinking about it, Mae could not help but laugh again. When she remembered that Mark had used this marriage to negotiate with her, he felt that he was shameless and funny.
She closed her eyes and did not want to think about Mark anymore. Before she knew it, she slowly fell asleep.
When she woke up again, the nurse was changing her IV bottle.
When he saw her awake, he warned her, “Next time, please be careful and don’t move around.”
Mae nodded, without saying a word. She thanked the nurse in a low voice.
After the nurse went out, the door of the ward was gently pushed open. She saw Jean quietly walk in. When she saw her, she felt distressed and blamed:
“Look at what you’ve tossed yourself into.”
Jean pointed at the back of Mae’s hand, and asked in a deep voice, “Did that bastard Mark Smith bully you again?”
She regretted how she safely hand Mae to that scumbag Mark. The pinhole on the back of her hand
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looked like it was pulled out. Apart from Mark, who else could it be?
Mae also looked at the back of her hand and laughed softly, “No.”
“How’s Little Jane?”
She deliberately changed the subject.
“Hannah coaxed her to sleep. We told her to sleep well and that we will bring her to see you. She
calmed down.”
With that, Jean grabbed her hand and said sternly:
“This kind of thing must not happen again. If something happens to you, we will not care about Little Jane. If you don’t take good care of yourself, then no one wants her.”
Mae was amused by her. She knew that Jean was deliberately frightening her, but when she thought of this shooting, she was still a little scared.
Although something really happened to her, it was not that Little Jane was left alone, but after all…she was her mother and her only relative in this world. How could she feel at ease leaving
herself alone?
“Well, I know, I won’t let anything happen to me.”
“Let’s eat something first.”
Jean took the thermos that had been sitting beside the bed for some time. After she opened it, the porridge inside was still hot. When she came, the thermos was there.
“Sure enough, it’s a VIP ward. The service is attentive. It looks like this porridge is carefully stewed.”
Jean praised as she poured the porridge into the bowl.
Mae was stunned. She could not help but think of the thermos flask that Mark had brought into the ward. She did not pay much attention to it. When he slammed the door and left, he did not bring it
back.
“It smells delicious. Eat it while it’s hot.”
Jean fed her with a spoon. Mae looked at the fragrant porridge and paused.
“This is from Mark.”
Hearing this, Jean was also stunned for a moment. Then, she pouted and said angrily
“The scumbag finally did something useful.”
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Chapter 60 Small Talk
