Chapter 6 It's Her Who Was Wrong

Barren's gentle voice soothed softly: "How could you be ugly? You are still recovering, so don't feel discouraged, huh?" "Really? Then will you despise me?" The woman's delicate voice carried a hint of expectation. He said without any hesitation: "Of course not. We will get married when you recover." "Really? You're not kidding me, are you?" "I didn't coax you, let's eat." "Barren, I love you." The woman's gentle and soft voice is like the moving piano sound, which makes people enchanted. Jane outside the door also heard every word clearly, she showed a self-deprecating smile, her eyes were filled with endless sadness, and she didn't want to eavesdrop on other people's love words, but compared to knocking on the door to disturb people, it's better It is better to wait quietly. After confirming that the two of them had finished talking, she knocked on the door. A deep and indifferent male voice followed: "Come in." Jane opened the door and entered, and saw the man standing by the hospital bed at a glance. He was still wearing the same suit that he left Hills Mansion yesterday, so he had indeed spent the whole night with his sweetheart in the hospital. That handsome face looked indifferent, and when looking at her with deep eyes, there was no warmth or waves, as if he was just facing an insignificant person. She clenched her hands subconsciously, and stopped on the spot stiffly. The woman on the hospital bed said at this moment: "Jane is here, I'm really sorry, and I'm sorry to trouble you to bring me some clothes, please come and have a seat." Hearing the woman's voice, Jane's eyes dropped. The woman on the hospital bed was pale without the slightest trace of blood, and her shoulder-length black hair was scattered on both sides, probably because she had slept for too long. She exuded a delicate and delicate beauty all over her body, which made people want to protect her just by looking at her. . She was eating breakfast, a bowl of tender and smooth steamed eggs, because she just woke up and could only eat liquid food and digestible things. But the smell of eggs was so thick and heavy that it hit Jane's nose, making her frown. Immediately, she felt something in her stomach churning and wanting to rush out, and the next second she couldn't help but retched, covering her mouth. Suddenly, the air in the ward became silent. Barren's eyes were fixed, and his voice was low: "What are you doing?" Shen Alice also had a sad face, and said in a low voice: "Does Jane think my current appearance is disgusting?" After Jane retched, the disgusting impulse seemed to be suppressed. She looked cold and indifferent in her eyes, and said lightly, "I don't mean anything else, I just don't like the smell of disinfectant." She carried the clothes and walked over, trying to hold her breath not to smell the smell of eggs: "The clothes you want are all new." Alice Shen quickly reached out to take it, and she opened it for a look, with a surprised smile on her face: "Jane, you are so kind, you know the style I like." Her favorite style? So the seasonal clothes in the Hills Mansion cloakroom are just for her? Jane looked at Barren and sneered, her eyes full of self-mockery. She said indifferently: "If there is nothing else, can we have a chat?" Shen Alice's heart tightened, and she hurriedly said, "Jane, are you upset? I know you are Barren's wife now, and I shouldn't have called him here so late last night, but I..." Shen Alice began to sob while talking, feeling aggrieved and guilty in her heart, and explained in a low voice: "I don't want to do that either, but I really can't help it, I only have Barren in West City, I..." "Alice, stop talking, you forgot the doctor's order? You can't get too excited now, you need to rest." Barren hurriedly bent down to stop him, his brows were furrowed, and his three-dimensional profile was full of worry. It wasn't until Shen Alice's emotions were controlled that he stood up straight, frowned and looked at Jane with a complicated expression in his eyes: "Alice is not in good health, why do you make her face uncomfortable?" Jane stared at the man in disbelief. She obviously did nothing, but was she the one who was at fault in the end?