Sweet Wife in Hidden Marriage

Chapter 33 For Him? Not worth it!

"Why did you say that?" Lillian looked at Joanna, who was obviously weak but very domineering.

Joanna smiled sarcastically, "Sebastian will announce your relationship to everyone. Are you complacent? Lillian, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't follow him namelessly. If it weren't for you, Mrs. Palmer would be me. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't lie here today! "

Lillian pursed her lips, but Joanna was still emotional, "Lillian, do you know what it feels like to swallow a whole bottle of sleeping pills? Do you know the pain of the stomach tube being fed into the stomach and the liquid being poured into the stomach over and over again? Do you dare to be cruel to yourself for him? "

There was only Joanna gasping for agitation in the ward. Looking at her who tortured herself for Sebastian, Lillian replied calmly and indifferently, "I will not treat myself like this, because he is not worth it."

Joanna was slightly startled, then sneered. When she asked Sebastian to divorce, his hesitation had already given her a sense of crisis. For him, everything she did was worthwhile.

Joanna sat up slowly, but she just woke up after all, and she didn't have enough strength. She was still infusion on the back of her hand. Although she was trying to sit up, she couldn't hold her arm firmly. She almost fell out of bed and the infusion support was shaken.

Lillian was shocked and walked over to hold her. Joanna held her hand instead and raised her eyes to look straight at her. She panted, her tone suddenly begging, "Lillian, then you let him go. Will you help me?"

They stared at each other at close range. Joanna's look made her tremble slightly, as if she was the villain who broke them up.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Joanna never thought about her helplessness in this position. If it were in ancient times, Lillian was the wife who was consigned to limbo, while Joanna was the concubine favored by the husband, whose status was actually higher than her. Besides, Sebastian didn't love Lillian at all.

"Joanna, it's not up to me." Lillian avoided Joanna's hand while speaking. Joanna, who was still weak just now, was clutching Lillian's arm aggressively: "Why? Are you greedy for the status of Mrs. Palmer? Are you greedy for the rich and noble life given by Sebastian? You selfish woman! "

Joanna seemed to be out of control, and she pinched Lillian's arm with a terrifying expression. Lillian felt that her arm was about to bleed, and she could only force Joanna's hand off.

"Joanna, calm down. Let me go!"

They pulled, but the sickly Joanna was not as strong as Lillian. When Lillian pushed her hand away, she actually fell to the ground. The infusion stand and the small table next to it also tipped over, spilling items all over the floor.

Lillian didn't expect it and was suddenly shocked.

Sebastian accompanied the doctor to the end of the corridor. The doctor suddenly stopped and looked at him and said, "Sebastian, I forgot to tell you last night that the amount of sleeping pills Joanna swallowed was not fatal. You don't have to worry too much."

"Not a lethal dose?" Sebastian heard the point.

The doctor nodded, "Yes, if she took one more pill, it would be serious. I think God favored her and was reluctant to take her life. But she is not in a good mood, and you should comfort her."

The doctor patted Sebastian on the shoulder, turned and left. Sebastian stood there in a daze, feeling a little strange.

After thinking about it for a while, he really didn't know what was wrong. He waved away the mixed thoughts in his head and walked to the ward. When he walked to the door, he saw Lillian lying on the ground embarrassed, and Lillian stood beside him with a panicked face.

"Lillian! What did you do to her? "He was angry and stepped forward quickly. Before Lillian could speak, he pushed her aside, leaned over and picked up Joanna.

"Joanna, are you okay? "Joanna? Sebastian looked at the weak Joanna nervously, and stared at Lillian fiercely. His scarlet eyes were filled with gloomy anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Lillian, if anything untoward should happen to Joanna, I won't let you go!"

Lillian was taken a step back subconsciously by his fierce appearance.

At that moment, Joanna, who looked extremely weak, spoke lightly, "Sebastian, it was none of her business. I accidentally fell down by myself."

Sebastian said angrily, "I have seen it, and you don't have to speak for her!"

Lillian looked at the two deeply affectionate, felt extremely ironic, and didn't bother to argue for herself.

Just in time, Eleanor came, and she was carrying a thermos. As soon as she came in, she saw the mess all over the floor. After seeing the situation of the three, she immediately understood.

"Lillian, what did you do to Joanna? Don't you know that she is a patient now? "Of course, Eleanor would not believe that Joanna could do harm to Lillian, so it was all Lillian's fault.

"Auntie, I'm fine. Don't blame Lillian." Joanna explained eagerly, as if Lillian really hurt her.

Eleanor blamed Lillian even more, "Can't I tell if you are okay? You don't need to hide anything for her. "

Lillian was surprised that Eleanor suddenly changed her opinion of Joanna. Would the patient get all the care? She would never learn to be weak like Joanna.

Stephen told Lillian not to be so stubborn sometimes. Being weak would make people want to protect her.

She also wanted to be less stubborn, and like Joanna. But the reality was that no one would protect her at all. Who was she weak for?

As it was now, both her husband and mother-in-law cared about another woman. What should she do? Should she cry so that everyone would know it? That would only make people hate her even more.

"Sebastian, please return the mobile phone and wallet to me." Lillian said calmly.

Sebastian didn't care about her, and said coldly, "You go back first, and I will let someone send them to you."

"Okay." She replied blankly, turned and stepped out of the ward. No one paid attention to her leaving. Even at the moment the door closed, she heard Eleanor's voice, "Joanna, this is the soup I asked the cook to make for you. Heat it up when you can eat something."

Lillian paused while holding the doorknob, then gently closed the door and walked along the corridor. She didn't feel it at all, and maybe she was numb.

Just thinking of it, she suddenly staggered. She hurriedly held on to the wall, and her heart beating violently. She breathed heavily and sat on the bench in the corridor before she was dizzy.

She didn't take the medicine Stephen prescribed, so she could only sit quietly for a while, and then refresh...