Sweet Pregnant Wife: CEO Phillip's Fierce Love
Chapter 171 Let's Make Up, Okay?

While Phillip was watching Ann eat obediently, the door was knocked.

Aydan opened a crack.

He saw that Phillip's face was stiff, and Ann looked like a bullied little rabbit.

Ann was stunned.

This situation... why did she feel like something was wrong?

Phillip told Ann to finish everything on the table, then stood up and followed Aydan out of the ward.

Because Phillip was still worried about Ann, he was a bit impatient.

"What is up?"

Aydan came back to his senses and his expression was a little serious.

"It was the matter of Ann's father."

Phillip was slightly stunned. He subconsciously glanced at the ward door and pursed his lips. They walked away slightly. "How's the situation?"

"As you said before, I asked a well-known expert in the country to come to the hospital overnight and gave Mr. William a comprehensive examination. The result... If there was no miracle, Mr. William might keep unconscious."

Phillip's eyebrows tightened. Ann's sad appearance appeared in his mind. Last night, she had been crying for a long time.

"Is there no other way?"

Aydan shook his head awkwardly and said, "The doctor said that Mr. William's body couldn't hold on for much longer. It was already fortunate that he didn't directly..."

Even if he was in a coma, he had to be carefully taken care of in the hospital. Nobody knew how long he could hang like this.

Before William insisted on transferring to the hospital, Phillip already had known William's condition.

The current situation was as expected.

But Ann...

"Don't tell Ann about this first," Phillip said and pursed his lips.

"But if Mr. William can't wake up. We can't hide it for long."

"I know."

But at the very least, let her recover first and slowly accept it.

...

When Phillip returned to the ward, Ann was sadly staring at a pile of food in front of her.

She originally did not have a big appetite, but now that Phillip had asked someone to buy so many things and told her to finish them.

She was afraid that if she really ate them all, she would have to go to see a doctor at the gastroenterology department. "Are you full?"

Ann subconsciously tensed up when she heard his voice.

Phillip had already sat down beside her bed before she turned her head.

Ann pursed her lips.

"I'm full." She said with a low voice.

Phillip glanced at the food on the table and frowned.

She didn't eat much.

Just as he was about to ask Ann to eat more, Ann seemed to know what he wanted to say and hurriedly refused.

"I am full! I can't eat anymore!"

Phillip narrowed his eyes and gazed at her face. After confirming that she really could not eat it, he did not force her.

He casually sat up straight, picked up a bowl and some food to eat.

When Ann saw this, she slightly widened her eyes and wanted to say something.

Those things were what she had eaten...

It seemed that Phillip had a sense of Ann's gaze, he turned to look at her and raised an eyebrow.

"Do you have anything to say?"

Ann pursed her lips and her face was a little red. After thinking about it for a while, she still pointed at the food on his hand. "I ate it before..."

Phillip followed the direction of Ann's finger and looked down at the bowl in his hand. His thin lips slightly lifted.

He quickly finished the food and said, "You've already kissed me. Don't feel that I dislike the things you've eaten." Ann's face was pale due to the illness, but it uncontrollably became red after listening to his words. Phillip's eyes became meaningful. He put down the bowl on his hand and leaned over to Ann, looking at her face with "Ann, let's make up, okay?"

deep eyes.

Ann looked at Phillip's eyes which were as dark as ink. It seemed that his eyes were hiding the power to bewitch people. Her long and curly eyelashes trembled slightly. They can feel each other's breaths.

Ann's eyes were suddenly in a trance for a second. Both of them seemed to have returned to the time when they had just started dating.

He used to say that he liked her and was willing to be her husband at any time.

A second before their lips touched, the door of the ward was suddenly opened.

"What are you doing?"

They were shocked by the sudden voice.

Especially Ann, her face immediately became pale when she turned around and saw his mother standing at the door with an unhappy expression. She thought, 'What did I just do?'

She actually knew that Phillip was her... but still wanted to kiss him, hug him, fantasize to be with him forever...

Ann pushed Phillip away before he subconsciously reached out to pull her into his arms.

Before he reacted, Ann quickly got out of bed and ran out.

Phillip put on a long face and he wanted to chase her.

"Stop!"

Phillip stopped and pursed his thin lips. He glanced at Melinda without saying a word. But he still passed by Melinda and chased after Ann with large strides. Melinda stood at the door of the ward and looked in the direction where Ann had left. She slightly raised her delicate eyeliner with a complicated gaze. She thought, 'Ann, you had better understand your current situation!'

...

At the rooftop.

It was already August. But the sun was hot, and even the wind was hot while blowing on face.

Ann hugged himself tightly and curled up in a corner, but she felt that her entire body became cold.

Cold... too cold... It felt like falling to the bottom of an icehouse.

She remembered the look in Melinda's eyes when she pushed open the door and entered.

Anger, shock, desperation... perhaps, there was ridicule and disgust.

Ann's slender hands clutched her clothes tightly. Ann looked at the broken glass pieces on the ground in front of her. Her tears kept falling.

She opened her mouth and tried her best to make a sound, but she could only make a sound similar to a baby who was learning to speak.

How did she become like this?

They clearly knew their relationship. They also knew that once they crossed that line, they would all be doomed...

She thought, 'It has been decided. I cannot let him get involved and destroy him.'

Ann, where were your principles and moral bottom line?

Phillip saw that Ann had run into the rooftop. He chased after her but only found that she had locked the door.

His anxiety turned into rage as time passed by.

Aydan still couldn't get someone to bring the key over, he used his body to hit the rusty door.

-Bang! -

Phillip slammed the door open. His eyes scanned the rooftop. He felt heartbroken when he saw Annan curled up in a corner, trembling like a stray cat.

"Ann..."

Phillip strode towards Ann.

"Don't come over!" Ann seemed to be frightened and wanted to retreat in a panic.

There was a wall behind her, she realized that there was no way to retreat. Her long eyelashes were soaked with tears and trembled slightly.

Ann avoided Phillip's anxious and pitiful gaze. She bit her lips and suddenly reached out to pick up a glass fragment and held it in her palm.