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Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband-Chapter 915 - 915 The Little Girl Standing at the Door
Chapter 915: Chapter 915: The Little Girl Standing at the Door Chapter 915 -915: The Little Girl Standing at the Door Entering the cloak room, she quickly packed a few sets of his change of clothes, then prepared to leave.
Just at this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.
She looked towards the direction of the door with some confusion. At this time, who could be ringing the doorbell?
In her memory, it seemed she had never seen Clayton Howard have any friends.
Should she pretend no one was home?
But the doorbell rang once again, and after hesitating for a moment, she ultimately decided to go and open the door.
As soon as the door opened, a delicately featured little girl came into view, and for a moment, Camila Walker was somewhat stunned.
Seeing the girl standing inside the house, the little girl also appeared surprised, and it took a little while for her to come back to her senses. She rechecked the doorplate number to make sure she had not gone to the wrong door before she looked at Camila Walker and asked, “Who are you?”
Camila Walker snapped back to reality, “I, I am…”
“Why are you here? Isn’t this Clayton Howard’s place?” the little girl asked again.
Camila Walker fell into a daze, momentarily at a loss for words.
“Well, Clayton Howard was injured and hospitalized, so I came here to get some clothes for him to change into.”
Looking at the tranquil little girl in front of her, Camila Walker felt a strange sensation emerging in her heart. Who could she be?
Lowering her head, Camila Walker then noticed that the girl was holding luggage…
Upon hearing this, the little girl’s expression became somewhat astonished, “What? He’s injured!?”
The little girl’s reaction left Camila Walker somewhat taken aback.
What was her relationship with Clayton Howard, and why was she bringing a luggage box to his place?
Camila Walker watched the girl for a while before finally nodding.
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Clearly anxious, the little girl, looking at the charming woman in front of her, was somewhat skeptical. She scrutinized Camila Walker carefully, “What is your relationship with him? Why are you the one helping him get his stuff when he’s injured?”
Camila Walker was again taken aback, “I, I’m his friend.”
The little girl frowned, “Really just a friend?”
“Yes.”
“Alright then, I’ll put the stuff inside, and then I will go to the hospital with you in a little while,” the little girl said, as she walked into Clayton Howard’s place without waiting for an invitation, placed her luggage box down, and then came back out, shutting the door behind her with a familiarity as if she were in her own home.
Camila Walker watched her for a while, a voice in her heart seemed to ask: What exactly is your relationship with Clayton Howard?
But in the end, she could only quietly bury the question in her heart.
The two girls left the apartment, and together they took a car to the hospital.
Upon entering the hospital room and seeing the man wrapped in bandages, the girl immediately rushed over to him, her expression full of concern, “Big Brother Howard, what’s happened to you!?”
He looked at her, a trace of moisture passing through the depth of his dark eyes.
Clayton Howard had been resting with his eyes closed, but upon hearing her voice, he suddenly opened his eyes and was slightly surprised when he saw the girl in front of him.
“Linda?” he frowned, looking at the girl before him.
Audrey Sawyer, seeing the man in front of her, felt a sudden sourness at the tip of her nose, “What happened to you? How could you be so seriously hurt?”
Clayton Howard came back to his senses and gave her a gentle smile, “I am alright now. What brings you to E City?”
Audrey Sawyer sniffled, her face looking a bit aggrieved, “It’s all because of my mother. She’s always pushing me to go on blind dates. I couldn’t take it anymore, so I ran away from home!”
“Ran away from home?”
“Yes! To come to you!” Audrey Sawyer looked at the man in front of her excitedly, with a meaningful look in her eyes.