Wife in a flash marriage: Mr. President, please divorce

Chapter 1007 Fanwai will always catch up

The guard at the gate of the winery was a little surprised when he saw Molly coming in a hurry: "Dr. Molly, why are you here?"

"I want...I want to see Ye Anjue!"

"Doctor Molly, I'm sorry, I won't let you go without the second young master's order."

"Please let me know, okay?" Molly clutched her chest, feeling her heart beating violently, her head buzzing.

She was breathing heavily, her face was pale, showing a sickness.

The doorman knew Molly, so he decided to inform her after some hesitation.

Soon the news spread inside, but the guard looked at her disappointedly: "I'm sorry, the second young master doesn't want to see you, Dr. Molly should go back first."

"Please let me in, okay? I have something important to ask him!"

"But..." The guard hesitated.

Molly's vision gradually blurred, she couldn't hold on anymore, and then she passed out on the ground.

Ye Anjue, who was in the monitoring room, saw this scene, and his heart was lifted instantly.

He rushed out immediately and carried Molly back directly.

That tense appearance makes people look slightly tense.

Obviously worried, but unable to express, the suppressed feelings are like a crater that is slowly backlogging.

Sooner or later it will explode.

Le Yan'er was a little surprised to see him carrying Molly back to his room.

"This girl...why is it so like Anne back then?"

Ye Tingchen said indifferently: "However, that girl died back then, and Ye Anjue disposed of her body with her own hands."

"Maybe... it's my eyesight."

"Don't think too much about it. Leave this to the ghosts. The ghosts know how to do it." Ye Tingchen glanced lightly at the person who was eating potato chips next to him. Le Yan'er looked the same, so now probably only Chen Luo knew what his wife looked like.

Baigui was stunned when he heard this, and stared blankly at the couple: "What do you mean? What do you want to do? Why are you looking at me so strangely?"

Le Yan'er showed a smile that could only be understood but could not be expressed in words, and took a sneaky look, and already understood what her husband meant.

"Husband, go back to your room and rest."

"Hey? You haven't finished talking yet! Don't rush back, the soap opera is about to start, won't you wait with me to wait for Chen Luo? I, a newlywed woman, is also very hard, okay?"

But no one paid any heed to her complaints.

……

Ye Anjue put her on his bed, and the doctor came soon. After a checkup, it was confirmed that there was nothing wrong with her, it was just a brief coma caused by insufficient oxygen supply to the heart.

Hearing this, Ye Anjue completely let go of her heart.

The doctor left, and there were only the two of them in the house.

Ye Anjue looked at the person on the bed, her heart trembled slightly, and said helplessly, "Why did you come here? Regardless of your own body, why did you come here so eagerly?"

But no one answered these words, Ye Anjue did not shrink in the corner by the window, but sat by the window, holding her little hand tightly with her big hand.

The next morning, when Ye Anjue opened her eyes, her first reaction was to look at Molly on the bed, but she found that there was no one there.

The quilt was also neatly folded, as if nothing had happened.

Could it be just a dream?

Ye Anjue frowned fiercely, and immediately rushed out of the room. Just as she was about to stop a servant to ask, she didn't expect Molly to come face to face from the end of the corridor, still holding breakfast in her hand.

"You're awake! Are you hungry? I've prepared a nutritious meal for you." Molly smiled slightly, holding the plate and said happily.

The moment Ye Anjue saw her, she let go of her hanging heart, strode forward, and pulled her into her arms.

The delicate bowls and dishes fell to the ground and shattered instantly. At the same time, Molly was also deeply embraced by Ye Anjue.

He seemed to be holding a precious object, so hard, but also so cautious.

He buried his cheek in the hollow of her neck, absorbing the warmth from her body, to make up for the coldness in his heart little by little.

His heart was flustered and confused, and he didn't stop for a moment.

Before he could speak, Molly spoke first: "Uncle, you like me, don't you?"

When Ye Anjue heard this, her body trembled violently, as if she had been shocked by an electric shock, she immediately let go of her body and took several steps back.

But Molly had been prepared for a long time, and seemed to sense that he would escape, so she grabbed his hand vigorously.

"Uncle, if you like it, you like it. If you don't like it, you don't like it. You obviously like me. Why don't you admit it? Are people of your age so hypocritical?"

"You think too much, I just treat you as a brat." Ye Anjue frowned and said, subconsciously wanting to refuse, but she couldn't break free from her hand no matter what.

She gripped it so hard, as if she wanted to get a result.

"Really? Do you really not love me? Then why are you so nervous about me?" Molly asked persistently.

"I've said it all, when you were a child, you were only my sister."

"But I like you, I like you very much, I have liked you since the first time I saw you. You keep saying that you just treat me as a younger sister, does it mean that you won't feel anything when I kiss you?"

"Don't you feel sweet when you hold me?"

"Don't you feel happy when you look at me?"

"Don't you feel pain when you think about me?"

"Uncle, you are so hypocritical that you can't even lie to yourself. Why do you lie to me? Do you think I'm stupid? In fact, you fell in love with me early on, right? You keep my candy for you, my room It’s still there, and I can still see the apron and hot pot bottoms I bought in the kitchen! If you don’t like me, you dreamed about me last night, why did you say you love me?”

"What? Impossible!" Ye Anjue looked at her in astonishment, unable to believe that she would say such a thing while sleeping at night.

"What's impossible? Is it strange to say that you love me? Uncle, I want to hear you admit it yourself. "

"You'll never get an answer from me!"

"Why? Because you are afraid of dying before me? Are you so much older than me?"

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind Ye Anjue.

It's Molly's.

He frowned fiercely, turned around and saw the same girl.

Molly's eyes were red, and she said: "Then let me tell you, you don't need to worry at all, maybe I will leave first! My heart is not good, and Hunter said that I may still live for more than ten years, but He couldn't guarantee it later, and he didn't dare to conclude that nothing happened to me during this period. After you get through this period, if you die early, then we don't need anything to happen.

"But... if, I mean if! If you can still live well, if the heart transplant is perfect, you can live for many years. When you are 50 years old, I am just in my 30s. If I am lucky, I can Live into your 40s, you're in your 50s. You're almost dead by then, isn't it?

"You go slower, I chase faster, these 12 years, I will always catch up!"

Molly looked at him seriously, and said word by word.

(End of this chapter)