Chapter 190

"I didn't go to seek Triton's cooperation, it was my manager who mistakenly thought so hastily. Today, Darcy said you would be at Heidem Hotel, I thought you weren't feeling well, so I just went to deliver medicine to you!"

She angrily threw the pill at his face, feeling powerless and engulfed in anger.

"Your dissatisfaction can be directed at me, but should Triton go bankrupt? So many employees are waiting for their wages. Even if I tempted a cooperation tonight, it's all because of you..."

Her skin was smooth and tender, and her pregnant body was even more delicate. She had lost a lot of weight recently, making her protruding belly more prominent.

Just the thought of tonight, those men staring at her and calling her a beautiful pregnant woman drove Lawrence into a jealous rage, his jealousy igniting with alcohol. He took a deep breath, wanting to help Winnie up and change her clothes.

However, Winnie misunderstood and trembled all over, slapping him across the face.

"Lawrence, you're shameless!! After you let so many men humiliate me..."

Lawrence stood still, enduring Winnie's anger.

"Pregnant women shouldn't get angry," he said softly, suppressing the desire to explain.

Perhaps explanations would only make Winnie even angrier, which would harm her body. It was better to let her vent.

Seeing Lawrence's silent posture, Winnie closed her eyes in pain. "Doesn't he have anything to say? Is there nothing to explain, or does he not want to explain?"

Winnie fell asleep crying. In her dream, she felt someone wiping her body with a warm towel. "Is it a maid?" she wondered.

She didn't know how long had passed when Winnie regained consciousness, finding herself weakly lying in bed.

Her body was in pain and hot... Her first instinct was to touch her belly.

The baby had been active in her belly moments ago, but now seemed to be asleep.

She weakly lifted her head and saw Lawrence's tall figure sleeping next to her legs, with a blanket covering his strong waist.

His hair was damp and he was sound asleep.

Anger and disappointment filled her heart as she stared blankly at his face for a long time, then her gaze shifted to his coat on the floor.

Winnie, trembling, slowly crawled down and took a pill from the coat, secretly putting it in his mouth for him to swallow.

Perhaps his illness tonight was related to not taking the medicine on time.

But he didn't take the medicine, yet he could sleep so soundly, even his furrowed brows slightly relaxed.

This wasn't a coincidence. Every time he slept next to her, he slept well. Why was that?

Winnie pondered as she continued to reveal, she opened his eyelids, only to see bloodshot eyes inside.

She guessed whether he hadn't slept all week due to the onset of a functioning neurological disorder and lack of sleep...

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Winnie looked up, realizing it wasn't her phone.

It was Lawrence's, and the caller ID showed "Darcy."

A cold smile formed at the corner of her mouth. From the meeting today to Darcy asking her to deliver medicine to the hotel, and the men using Manager Nelson to humiliate her, now that she calmed down, she understood what was going on.

She stared at the ringing phone as the call disconnected, but then it rang again.

Darcy heard Jeffery saying that Bryan went to pick up that wretched Winnie and brought her to Lawrence's apartment in the middle of the night, and Bryan was still there!

She couldn't remain calm and called Lawrence several times.

He didn't answer.

Now, at two in the morning, she refused to give up and made one last call, finally getting through.

Darcy rushed to play the role of a pitiful person, "Lawrence, I'm in so much pain. I couldn't sleep at night. Why haven't you come back yet? You promised me you would return to the villa tonight. I want you to come back and accompany me. This nurse said I need to take an injection..."

"It's me."

The familiar woman's voice caused Darcy to pause, and her face quickly darkened!

Sparks flew in her eyes, and she asked maliciously, "How did Lawrence's phone end up in your hands? Why isn't he answering the phone?"

"What do you think?" Winnie replied with a smile before promptly hanging up the phone.

Darcy exploded with anger, her face showing hints of unease, and she quickly dialed back.

Beep beep-

A photo came through on the phone's Facebook.

In the photo, Lawrence lay beside Winnie, covered by a blanket, and the man's well-built chest was revealed beneath the blanket.

Darcy's expression froze, and the redness on Lawrence's face in the photo suggested something had just happened.

Rage and jealousy filled her.

Winnie also sent a mocking message: "You tried to harm me at the summit, but look, who ended up being harmed in the end?"

Though there was no sound, she could almost hear Winnie's cold laughter.

"This shameless wench! So despicable!" Darcy clenched her nails tightly into her palm and roared in the villa.

Next to her, the nurse, who was used to seeing Darcy's gentle demeanor in front of Mr. Rodriguez, was too scared to make a sound.

Winnie wasn't trying to show off; she wasn't in the mood.

Lawrence had just tormented her and humiliated her.

So she couldn't let Darcy off easily!