Madam, Your Ex-Husband Is On Call novel Chapter 230

Chapter 230 Did You Hit Me

Christian's voice was gentle and deep, but his consciousness seemed a little clouded.

He forgot that they got divorced and separated for a long time.

He was immersed in the memory that Anastasia excitedly told him she wanted to go to Direlandia for vacation before the divorce. However, he didn't want to go because it was too far away.

Anastasia couldn't pull her hand back, watching his face immersed in the dark shadows. The sorrow and scars in her heart that had been forcibly suppressed were reopened quickly by Christian.

There was no moment in those memories that was warm and worth recalling.

It was ridiculous.

Christian, next to her, was still muttering something, but Anastasia couldn't listen to a word.

This trip was really tormented.

As they arrived at the hospital, the doctor had already prepared first aid since Anastasia made a call ahead of time.

But Christian refused to let go of Anastasia's hand, muttering, "Anastasia, I don't feel well."

The doctor on the side hurried up and asked, "Mr. Patterson, what's wrong with you?"

Christian grabbed Anastasia's hand, put it on his chest, and said unconsciously, "I'm feeling bad in my heart, Anastasia. And I won't feel so bad if you kiss me."

He had rashes all over his body, evident on his neck in particular, but now he looked a little playful.

Anastasia couldn't believe he still tried to flirt with her at such a point!

Everyone felt speechless and looked at Anastasia.

They had been severe and prepared, but in the end, they were forced to watch Christian to show his love.

Anastasia couldn't withdraw her hand, and she was so angry.

Hearing Christian's nonsense, she immediately became even more furious.

She directly pinched Christian's injured hand, and Christian broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.

He suddenly widened his eyes and trembled all over.

Anastasia took the opportunity to withdraw her hand and kicked him from behind.

The doctor in front was dumbfounded in shock and stepped forward to support the "fragile" Christian.

Anastasia's face remained composed. She brushed her hair and smiled calmly at them.

"He might be allergic to several kinds of wine mixed together. You may have to pay more attention to him. He'll pay the fee by himself when he wakes up. I'll leave first. Goodbye."

"Mr. Patterson, you're awake. That's great!"

"Where is Anastasia?"

Christian glanced around, and there was no trace of anyone else staying in the suite.

It disappointed him a bit.

Steve paused and said, "Well, Ms. Graves left last night. She has other things to do!"

Christian frowned and felt that his injured hand, which was about to heal, suddenly hurt even more than before.

When he got out of bed, he suddenly felt something was wrong with his feet. There was some sharp pain. He lowered his head and saw that the instep of his right foot was swollen...

He frowned slightly and looked at Steve, displeased. "Did you hit me last night while I was drunk?"

Steve was wronged to the extreme and immediately waved his hands. "No, it's not me. It's really not me! How could I do that!"

Christian felt tightness in his chest. As he woke up, the old injury recurred, and a new injury was added, so he felt unlucky no matter what.

Anastasia would definitely not do it.

She couldn't love him more!