The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 367 - 346: Disabled? Is it that serious?

Chapter 367: Chapter 346: Disabled? Is it that serious?

"Who said we don’t plan on having a second child? During dinner, Roy said he wanted a sister as beautiful as Bella, didn’t you hear it?" Oliver Thompson spoke weakly, still trying to show off.

Julie Harrison wanted to argue, but when her eyes caught a glimpse of his weak face and carefully bandaged wound, she decided to stay quiet. The scene earlier had indeed scared her to death!

She had never wanted him to die.

Michael Gordon looked at him coldly: "Enough, you’re half-dead, and you’re still thinking about such matters in bed!"

Oliver Thompson: "..."

Don’t you think about it too?

"A hero dies beneath a peony flower, so it’s natural for men who are not monks to think about such matters!"

Michael Gordon raised his eyebrows and looked at him contemptuously, speaking somewhat speechlessly, "Really something, a grown man always dramatic about life and death, stabbing himself with a knife, you’ve earned my respect!"

Oliver Thompson retorted without hesitation, "I learned from your wife!"

Michael Gordon: "..."

He hadn’t forgotten that Ivy Aretha had recently tried to stab herself with a dagger!

Was this man mocking him or simply imitating her?

"My wife is a woman, are you a woman?"

A grown man imitating a woman was really something!

Michael Gordon glanced at the bloodstained pale man leaning on the sofa, frowned, then looked at Julie Harrison, "Take care of your own man, I only provide the room here, not servants!"

Having said that, he left without looking back to find Ivy Aretha!

Lucas Sandy calmly looked at Oliver Thompson, stepped aside, then turned to Julie Harrison, and spoke respectfully: "Ma’am, although the gentleman’s wound is not deep, it is close to his heart. Please take good care of him during this time, as if the wound gets infected, it will be disastrous. Infection to the heart can be fatal!"

"He didn’t die now, but if he dies later, it’s not my business!"

Having finished speaking, Cathy didn’t even look at the man lying on the sofa, turned directly to find Roy Thompson, took a few steps, and turned back to look at the two men behind her. Just as a trace of surprise flashed in Oliver Thompson’s eyes, the woman’s words plunged him straight into hell.

"Also, if you’re going to die, don’t die in someone else’s house!"

With a bang, she disappeared into the guest room on the first floor!

Oliver Thompson: "..."

Lucas Sandy looked at Oliver Thompson with a dark, somewhat gloating expression: "Sir, it seems that your wife doesn’t really care about you; your display of suffering was in vain!"

"What do you know!" Oliver Thompson’s gaze fell deeply on the tightly closed door, the laughter in his eyes getting thicker, and his demeanor becoming more frivolous, "Didn’t you notice that your lady couldn’t bear to look?"

Lucas Sandy: "..."

There is such a thing as seeing but unable to bear it?

He deeply suspects that after staying with Mr. Gordon’s family for a while, the two had deeply influenced each other!

How abnormally thick-skinned he had become, he had not been like this before!

How could he have changed so much!

"Lucas Sandy!" Oliver Thompson’s slender fingers tapped on the sofa and then spoke casually, "Help me to the room to find my son!"

This kind of thing needed to strike while the iron was hot; having wielded the knife already, how could he give up halfway!

He wouldn’t stop!

Until he got her back!

"Yes, sir!"

When Oliver Thompson spoke, Lucas Sandy naturally obeyed. As he was about to help him up, a soft voice floated into his ear: "When I occupy the room, remember to tell my wife in front of me that I can’t take care of myself and am about to die!"

"But sir, you clearly wouldn’t die even if you stabbed yourself twice more!"

As a doctor, Lucas Sandy felt that honesty was important in such matters. Moreover, it seemed that his wife wasn’t in the best health either; otherwise, how could she cough up so much blood!

Oliver Thompson glanced at him resentfully: "Then say that I’m almost crippled!"

"Crippled is crippled, there’s no such thing as ’almost’ in this context. Your wife is so smart, she’ll know you’re faking it!"

Oliver Thompson: "..."

"Just say what you’re told, or else when I see others with wives but not me, I’ll get jealous. I’ll definitely mess up the relationship between you and that nurse you like!" Oliver Thompson threatened him coldly, "Now, do you know how to speak to your wife?"

"Yes, sir, I understand!"

Lucas Sandy thought to himself, the master was indeed sinister. Such a big handle was in his hands; he had no choice but to be obedient. However, deep down, he mourned for his wife: I’m so sorry!

In the room.

"Mom, is dad really not dead?"

Roy Thompson curled up in Julie Harrison’s arms, asking seriously, his whole body still tense, "I saw my dad bleeding so much!"

"Your dad isn’t dead!" Julie Harrison bent down to hug her son’s face, "Don’t worry, your dad has a lot of blood and won’t die!"

"Who says I’m not dead? I’m about to die now, Roy!"

As the weak voice dropped, the door was pushed open, Oliver Thompson was supported by Lucas Sandy, carefully and staggeringly walking in. The bloody sweater hadn’t been changed, still seeping with red!

That scene was indeed extremely tragic!

Roy was frightened and cried out, "Dad, what happened to you? Did you get shot?"

In Roy’s memory, he had only seen his father like this once after being shot, which was six months ago. Although he was locked in his room by the servants, he had seen it secretly!

Shot?

Julie Harrison was shocked by the sudden mention of "shot" and asked Lucas Sandy without thinking, "When was he shot?"

In her impression, he had been so domineering that no one dared to mess with him on his own turf!

That was why she had no other option besides seeking help from Michael Gordon. This audacious man had been shot, and Roy mentioned that it was in the heart area!

"How could I be shot? Don’t listen to Roy’s nonsense!"

Oliver Thompson leaned weakly, gasping for breath, looking like he would die any moment, but he refused to admit it while signaling fervently for Lucas Sandy to speak.

"Mom, I’m not talking nonsense! Dad really got shot once, almost dying!"

Upon hearing that he was talking nonsense, Roy immediately looked at Julie Harrison with fear. At that time, he had been so scared when mom wasn’t around and dad was about to die!

"Yes, ma’am. Last time, the gentleman was on a mission and received news of you suddenly leaving home. He was caught off guard by the opponent. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been shot!"

Lucas Sandy’s eyes moved up and down Julie Harrison’s face, noticing the color of her pupils change bit by bit, then immediately struck while the iron was hot: "But, ma’am, rest assured. As long as I’m here, I’ll definitely not let the gentleman die. At most, he’ll become a cripple!"

Julie Harrison: "..."

"Cripple?" Was it that serious?