Hope It's Not Too Late to Love novel Chapter 135

She kept staring at George, thinking about what she should do next. Meanwhile, Josie attempted clumsily to straighten George’s shirt.

However, the man was annoyed by this. “What are you doing? Can’t you even straighten my shirt properly now?” he roared. Josie said nothing to avoid him flying into a rage. As such, she swallowed her pride and kept quiet.

Melanie followed closely behind him, looking nervous.

When they got into the car, George asked coldly, “Where is she now?”

Melanie gritted her teeth. “She’s at the hospital.” Melanie would break her bones and get her hospitalized again if she could, for she hated that Vania was clinging onto Hanson all the time.

George did not even care why Vania was in the hospital as if she was not his own daughter. Instead, he urged, “Well, what are you waiting for? Let’s get going.”

“Yes,” Melanie answered. She did not argue, or her father would yell at her. “Speed up, please.”

By then, Vania and Hanson were not at the hospital anymore. They went through the VIP lane and were done with the check-up. At that moment, both of them were at a luxurious private restaurant, and the table was filled with all kinds of dishes.

Fine. As long as you’re happy. She had no answer for that, so she put her questions aside and turned all her attention to the food. Soon, Vania wolfed down everything before her. I don’t get why he’s doing this, so I’m going to eat.

Hanson would scoop a little of every dish she had. He usually thought that all the food here tasted like cardboard, but they seemed different that day. No wonder they’re famous.

Meanwhile, Larry rubbed his eyes. Aren’t you supposed to be a germaphobe, though?

Seeing as his employer was acting differently from how he usually did, Larry was starting to come up with theories of his own. When Vania finally left, he could go in and get his answers. The man mustered all his courage and said, “President Luke, that’s not how you’re supposed to woo a lady. If anything goes wrong, she might think you’re a creep.”