Flynn Hughes looked at Noah Drexler, reclining on the hospital bed, with a face full of admiration.
Originally, he had heard from Sean Morgan that Noah was seriously injured, and was sowhat worried about his physical condition, but he didn’t expect to witness such a scene upon arrival.
At this mont, a particular idiom and a line of poetry crossed his mind...
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——Strong will despite physical limitations!
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——Under the peony, even death is romantic!
...
He always thought the boss was indifferent, not very interested in won, but today’s visit really caught him off guard.
If he hadn’t co today, he might have missed seeing... such an eye-opening and mind-blowing scene!
As soon as Flynn Hughes spoke, Sumr Shawcross’s face turned bright red, and at that mont, she really wished she could dig a hole and hide.
Although she and Noah Drexler were legally married, Flynn Hughes’s words made it seem like they were doing...sothing unspeakable.
"Get out!" Noah Drexler showed a displeased expression, glaring angrily at Flynn Hughes.
Seeing Noah Drexler’s unpleasant face, Flynn Hughes sighed and quickly returned to a serious deanor.
"I’m here on behalf of the employees in the company to visit you." He said with a smile, looking at Noah Drexler.
As he spoke, he placed the flowers and fruit basket on the bedside table.
"You’ve visited, now you can scram!" Noah Drexler resisted the urge to throw the fruit at his face, pursing his lips with a harsh tone.
Noah Drexler’s voice did startle Flynn Hughes, but seeing him lying on the bed unable to move, he wasn’t as scared.
"Don’t be so heartless, I’ve co all this way, at least let sit down and have a cup of tea before I leave!" He plopped into a chair and spoke shalessly.
Knowing that the boss, usually so imperious, looked pale and injured like this was a rare sight.
He certainly should take a closer look.
Listening to Flynn Hughes, Sumr Shawcross snapped back to reality, quickly speaking up.
"I’ll go buy you so water..."
Just as she was speaking, she turned to leave and buy Flynn Hughes so water.
Seeing her about to leave, Flynn Hughes quickly stopped her.
"No... You’d better not."
Sumr Shawcross stopped in her tracks, looking at him with confusion.
Wasn’t he just asking for tea?
"I’m afraid I wouldn’t live to drink it." Speaking, Flynn Hughes couldn’t help but glance at Noah Drexler lying on the bed, feeling a bit apprehensive.
He feared the boss’s later retaliation.
"..." Sumr Shawcross was speechless.
It seed Noah Drexler’s subordinates were all frightened like they had seen a ghost when they t him.
Among them, Flynn Hughes was considered brave, but not much better than the others.
"Then you two chat, I’ll go change clothes, freshen up." She sighed, pursed her lips, and said.
With that, she turned and left the ward, heading out to freshen up.
Once Sumr Shawcross left, Noah Drexler looked at Flynn Hughes, expressionless, and asked.
"What’s the matter?"
"Not much, just... the person you’ve been looking for has popped up again, and is quite active lately..." Flynn Hughes said slowly, looking relaxed.
"Dustin Hughes?" Hearing this, Noah Drexler frowned.
Flynn Hughes nodded, his face showing so confusion as he spoke.
"Yes, this ti he’s been opposing us at any cost, who knows what spurred him, what madness he’s caught!"
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