My Wife is a Herbalist Practitioner

When they looked at each other, Kieran's eyes were cold and quiet, making a person flustering.

Sylvie avoided his eyes, "Thank you for tonight."

Looking at her dodging, Kieran had a smile on his handsome face. "In addition to thank you, do you have anything else to tell me?" Sylvie nibbled her red lips.

At this moment, Kieran raised his hand and his long fingers suddenly fell on her collar button.

Sylvie's pupils contracted. She quickly pressed down his big hand, alert, "What do you want to do?"

Kieran looked at her and sneered, and then he helped her to buckle the two open buttons, "What do you say? Have sex in the car?"

Sylvie never won in quarreling with him. She knew he was not a good mood become aggressive. He was good at humiliating others. Sylvie was forced to retreat and became embarrassed, and her fair earlobes became red, "I want to go to the hospital to see Mila." "Ok, we will be there in a minute."

Sylvie wanted to get up and away from his arms.

But the arm around her slender waist was strong as an iron band, now allowing her to leave. She moved slightly, which made the man frown and his hand pinched her waist. Sylvie was therefore in pain and dared not move again.

At this time, the luxury business car drove on the highway, and the bright neon lights outside poured in the car through the polished windows, which made Kieran's handsome and delicate facial features gorgeous and beautiful.

His heart was too tight to breathe. He reached and tugged at his tie. "Remember what I told you?"

What?

Did he mean call him if she needed help?

Sylvie held tight her upper garment and made it become wrinkled. She had to make something clear, and she did not want to have an ambiguous relationship, "Mr. Kieran, I remember what you said. I admit I'm a bit recklessly tonight. If you had not arrived timely, it will have a bad consequence, but, I don't want to ask help from you, after all, our relationship is based on a peace agreement."

It was only based on a peace agreement.

Kieran darkened his eyes, "You really think so?"

Sylvie nodded, "Yes."

Kieran withdrew his arm, "You are ungrateful, now get away from my thigh!"

Sylvie had not seen he lose his temper, but he was now very terrible. Sylvie got up and sat to one side, trying to occupy too many space. Kieran was pleased to see her being obediently. He asked her to get away, and she did get away. When did she become so obedient?

Neither of them spoke again, and half an hour later they arrived at the hospital.

Mila had been sent into the VIP ward and got injection. There was a heartbeat monitor, and a professional nurse was there to take care of her. Sylvie knew that Kieran arranged it. He was a thoughtful, mature and wise man, who made her feel at ease and want to rely on him.

Mila was in a coma and had not woke up, the situation was not good.

Sylvie sat on the bedside holding Mila's cold and old hand, feeling sad.

A deep, magnetic voice was heard from overhead. "Have some food first."

Sylvie lifted eyes and saw Kieran. He had not gone.

Rowan and Felix were there too. They were standing near the door.

Felix said with a smile, "Sylvie, how do you do?"

Sylvie could only force out a smile.

The butler Joshua came, bringing a thermos cup, "Young Mistress, Young Master asked me to cook millet porridge for you. There are two refreshing dishes. Have it while it is hot. The premise of taking care of patients is to take care of yourself."

Sylvie had nothing in the evening. She did not expect that he was so thoughtful that he had asked someone to cook millet porridge.

Sylvie looked at Kieran, who was standing by the window and had taken off his black coat.

He had been the first person to make her feel so warm in all these years except Linda, but she did not want to indulge her heart any more.

He was really dangerous, tempting her step by step.

She was afraid she would get hurt again.

Sylvie came to Kieran, "Mr. Kieran, I with stay here with Mila together, you can go back first."

Kieran turned around to look at Sylvie, "Why didn't you answer my phone?"

Sylvie was stunned and then answered, "I did not hear it."

"What about WeChat? You didn't see it either?"

Before Sylvie said a word, Felix at the door was surprised, "Kieran, you have WeChat? We asked you to download one before, but you did not. Come on, show me, do you only have Sylvie in your friend list? Do you only have your wife in eyes?"

Kieran gave a sharp look at Felix, "Fuck off!"

Joshua realized something was wrong, went out quickly and shut the door.

In the ward, Sylvie was still immersed in the words of Felix. Did he only have her in his friend list in WeChat?

At this time, Kieran came over and directly took the phone away from her pocket.

"Why did you take my phone? Give it back to me." Sylvie stood on tiptoe to snatch her mobile phone.

Kieran turned on her WeChat and took a look. She had read them, but she did not reply.

"Explain to me." Mr. Kieran asked.

Sylvie wanted to grab back her mobile phone, "What explanation do you want? There is no explanation. You have seen it. I read it and I did not reply to you."

Kieran's handsome face became gloomy. He came back to hear this?

Now her delicate body was almost close to him, and the sweet scent of her swept his nostrils and couldn't go away.

The smell made him miss quickly let his throat roll. He could not help but want to carry her to bed forcefully. "Sylvie, don't rub against me again." A horse voice came from his throat.

Sylvie's pupils contracted. Immediately she felt his hot body. She quickly retreated, trying to stay away from him.

But Kieran pressed her shoulders and pushed her against the wall, preventing her from escaping. "You hit on me with a picture, and now you treat me with cold violence when I come back? You put yourself in danger of doing something wrong, but you dare to give me a cold look. I think you are really out of order!"☐☐☐☐☐☐