His Domineering Lover novel Chapter 459

Tracey and Chana were reluctant to part with each other at the doorway as they hit it off. And Chana decided to take Tracey as her goddaughter if Wilson didn't marry Tracey.

"Let's go." Wilson was a little impatient. 'What dilatory women!'

"Oh, see you, Mrs. Wallace."

"Tracey, I will call you sometimes. Don't ignore my call!" Chana prompted seriously.

"You have my words, Mrs. Wallace." Tracey wore a faint smile on her face, as such kindness was long-lost in her life.

Tracey called Venus once on the day she arrived in the US. But that phone number on the business card was not Venus's.

An assistant, Erica, answered the call, informing Tracey that Venus would call back, but Tracey received none from yesterday to now.

Tracey should have known that the alienation of her mother was out of some purpose. Or, as Adam put it, she was protecting Tracey in her way.

But Venus was her mother anyway, and

Tracey missed her.

Today, Tracey indulged herself in maternal love, which was long-lost in her life, showed by Chana, and felt satisfied.

Therefore she ignored the taboo for gastritis and had more than enough food.

Tracey did so because she was overwhelmed by Ghana's enthusiasm, while on the other hand, it was the work of the psychological compensation.

The pain in her stomach was so severe that sweat poured off her forehead. Tracey was too emulous to tell Wilson how she felt.

She pretended to be calm and asked, "Mr. Wallace, you should be busy with work. When will you... beep, teach me?"

"What's wrong with you?" Wilson was sensitive and knew something wrong immediately.

"I'm fine." Tracey turned her head to look out of the window.

Wilson lost sight of her face and failed to find out her pain, "I don't work at night and on weekends."

"Then, thanks."

"You are welcome. I am glad to help." Wilson didn't know how to kill time.

"Mr. Wallace, please pull over here. I live here." The pain became beyond suffering when they arrived downstairs of Tracey's apartment.

"OK."

"Thanks for your help." Tracey got out of the car and tried to smile, which used up all her strength.

Wilson felt something wrong at the sight of her pale face full of sweat.

Tracey dragged forward, and Wilson saw her make a call.

"Steve, where are you?" Tracey would like to go to the hospital immediately but didn't feel like showing her white feather before the stranger, Wilson.

Therefore, she held on. Now she was away from Wilson and immediately called Steve for help.

Wilson put down the passenger seat so Tracey could slump comfortably. Then he took off his jacket and put it on Tracey.

"Take a break. We'll arrive at the hospital in 20 minutes." Wilson had started the car.

The pain in her stomach caused her a headache. Then Tracey, without any further resistance, let Wilson take the led.

Wilson learned of her severe gastritis when the doctor informed him of the medical advice. Then he came to Tracey with fury.

"Why didn't you refuse those foods? You will have been in shock if we arrive here a second later, do you know that?"

Tracey put on a feeble smile, "You don't understand. I long for maternal love. Even if she is not my mother, I cherish the kindness, warmth, love she showed me, no matter how little they were."

"You..." Wilson suppressed his reproach at the sight of her pale face.

"Take a rest. I'll stay." Those reproaches became a promise.

"Thank you, Mr. Wallace." Tracey closed her eyes tiredly. Wilson stayed by her side, looking at her little serene face.

'This woman is small in figure but strong in will. But why didn't she trust me? Or she trusts nobody, except that man?'

Tracey kept talking in her sleep and called the names of her mother and Adam in turn. She didn't sleep well and felt like driftwood in the sea, no harbor to rest.

Tracey opened her eyes when the morning sun shone in. Then she found that there were more than thirty unanswered calls from Steve.

She called back immediately, and an anxious voice came from the other side, "Where are you, Tracey?" Steve had looked for her for a whole night.