Overflowing Hidden Feelings: This CEO Is Hard to Please!
Chapter 800 - 800 Robert Taylors Secret 3

Chapter 800: Robert Taylor’s Secret 3 Chapter 800: Robert Taylor’s Secret 3 For patients like Robert Taylor, who no longer had any chance for a miracle, living their remaining days happily can be considered the last consolation in life.

“Thank you, Dr. Lewis!” Amelia Wilson, eyes covered, burst into tears and ran away.

Once Amelia exited the room, she took her hand away from her mouth and suddenly started laughing.

She laughed and then cried, cried for a moment then burst back into laughter.

A few nurses saw her and approached her, asking: “Miss Garcia, are you alright?”

Amelia, grinning, replied: “I’m fine, I’m fine… I’m just so relieved because my fever’s gone. I’m so happy!”

She explained it in an exaggerated tone.

Fortunately, Laura showed up soon after, shocked by Amelia’s state, quickly shielding her with her body. They were in a private hospital where privacy was strictly guarded, but there was no guarantee against accidents.

If her condition was leaked online, who knows what might happen.

“Sister Ava, how are you feeling now? Would you like to go home or continue your hospital stay?” Laura asked.

Amelia, without looking at Laura, said: “My fever has subsided—I want to go home.”

“Alright, alright! I’ll take you home right away.”

Once Amelia was in the car, she started laughing again, even more dramatically.

Listening to her laughter, Laura felt chillingly nervous and asked concerenedly, “Sister Ava, what on earth is happening to you? Please don’t scare me.”

Amelia, however, kept laughing to herself, almost to the point of breathlessness.

The world is really ridiculous, isn’t it?

And Robert Taylor is a joke within this ridiculous world.

He knew he was dying, yet he insisted on this charade with her. What was he trying to do?

Was he choosing a beautiful woman to bear his posthumous child out of millions of people?

It’s hilarious! So hilarious!

How could she encounter such a bastard? What did she owe these men in her past life, that she had to deal with these nasty men in this life to repay the debt?

Amelia Wilson, no matter how vain or ambitious she was, had never thought of marrying a man and becoming a widow instantly. She never saw herself as such a noble person.

Robert Taylor’s deceitful and seductive behavior disgusted Amelia to the core. The sympathy she initially felt for him, knowing he was dying, had completely turned to ashes at this point.

“Sister Ava, you really shouldn’t scare me like this? I just stepped away for a moment to make a phone call and when I came back, I couldn’t find you. And when I did, you were like this. My heart can’t take it!” Laura nervously suggested while driving, “Why don’t we go back to the hospital and consult another doctor? If this hospital’s doctors are unable to diagnose you, we could try a mental health specialist. How about that?”

Listening to Laura’s words, Amelia felt like she had hit the worst of bad luck to have such a peculiar assistant.

Amelia didn’t feel like explaining, halted her laughter, and directly instructed: “Take me to XX Road, Building 99.”

“Sister Ava, that’s a high-end district. What are we going to do there? Aren’t we going back to the apartment?” Laura responded swiftly.

Amelia replied: “That’s our house. Drop me off there and you head back to the office. Unless I call you, do not come over. I want to rest at home for a few days. If the office asks, just tell them that my fever hit forty degrees.”

After all, it wasn’t a lie that her fever had hit forty degrees.

“Okay, Sister Ava, rest well. If anything big happens, I’ll call you immediately.” Laura obediently confirmed.