Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot-Chapter 883 - : 262: Directly Abusing Trash!_5

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Chapter 883: 262: Directly Abusing Trash!_5

Being with her not only allowed him to keep it hidden from his wife, but also gave him a taste of a young body.

Why wouldn’t he take advantage of that?

“Nothing,” Pag Gar said, suppressing her discomfort, “I’m just feeling a bit off.”

Henry Martin kissed her on the cheek and laughed, “Let’s play a game, it’ll cheer you up.”

Quickly, Pag Gar was pushed down by him.

Over here.

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Murray walked up to Viola Thompson and joked, “Miss Thompson, you really have healing hands!”

“Thank you,” Viola turned her gaze slightly, watching Murray, “But I want to ask Doctor Blue, was Madam Tuchman’s complicated labor really unexpected?”

As a professional obstetrician, she had many ways to make labor difficult for a pregnant woman.

Murray was taken aback at first, then nodded vigorously, “Of course!”

Viola didn’t say anything else.

She knew.

Some trash needed to be cleaned up.

Seeing Viola’s retreating figure, Murray felt anxious.

She had a strange feeling.

She felt…

That Viola seemed to know something.

What should be done now?

But soon, Murray soothed herself again.

No.

It can’t be.

Viola was just a child. Even if she excelled in medicine, it didn’t necessarily mean she had a way of investigating the plot behind it.

Upon this thought, Murray heaved a sigh of relief.

Over here.

Viola arrived at the hospital room.

Cheryl Forrest was lying in bed, being cared for by a nanny.

Isaac Tuchman had gone to bathe his newborn.

He was now treating his baby as a precious treasure, afraid that the tiniest mistake would result in a lost treasure.

Having gone through such a scare once was enough.

Viola walked over to check on Cheryl’s pulse, “Madam Tuchman, how are you feeling now?”

“Pretty good.” Cheryl looked at Viola with a face full of gratitude, “Miss Thompson, thank you so much. If it hadn’t been for you, our Ningning might have been in danger.”

Viola gave a faint smile, “It’s the connection between me and Ningning.”

Cheryl continued: “Thanks for coming over so late at night, Miss Thompson. At that time, I was really afraid… afraid I would die on the operating table.”

Although she wasn’t too scared when it happened,

Now when she reflected upon it, Cheryl found it extremely dangerous.

Afterall…

She had been so close.

“After a great disaster, blessings will come. Madam Tuchman, good things are waiting for you and Ningning,” Viola took Cheryl’s hand.

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“Thank you, Miss Thompson,” Cheryl smiled.

Just then, a nanny came over with a bowl of chicken soup, “Madam, have some chicken soup.”

Since Cheryl had just given birth, her stomach was empty. She accepted the soup, “Is there more? Give Miss Thompson a bowl too.”

“Don’t bother, I’m not hungry,” Viola said with a smile.

Cheryl said, “Miss Thompson, after being busy all night, how could you not be hungry?”

“I really am not hungry.” As soon as Viola finished her sentence, she continued: “I’m going to check on Ningning.”

“Okay.”

Ningning’s spirit was quite good. Even though she had just been born, her eyes were shiny and spirited.

She didn’t cry during her bath.

Very well behaved.

Isaac was kneeling in front of the child. He turned his head and said with a smile to Viola, “Miss Thompson, do you think this child came to repay a kindness? She came when we needed her the most. Other kids cry when they bathe, but see how good she is.”

Seeing the child made Isaac’s heart turn soft. He wished he could always be by her side and never leave.

Viola nodded slightly, “Mr. Tuchman, you are right. Ningning came to repay a kindness.”

After staying for another hour in the hospital to confirm that Cheryl was fine, Viola went to the hotel.

Isaac had arranged the hotel.

When Viola arrived at the hotel, it was already four in the morning.

Daybreak was imminent.

Viola washed up swiftly and fell asleep on the bed.

When she woke up, it was already ten in the morning.

Viola sat up on the bed, picked up her laptop from the bedside table, and her fingers flew over the keyboard.

Half an hour later, she closed her laptop and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Meanwhile.

On the other side.

Paige Gresia received an email.

The email content indicated that the video was related to her husband, Henry Martin.

Paige received many such emails every day.

But she usually ignored them.

But somehow, today was different.

Even though she knew there was no problem, she still opened the video.

In the video.

A woman was sitting in front of the bed.

She recognized the woman. It was her recently adopted goddaughter, Pag Gar.

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