Purchased A Mr. Right

Tina's breathing became quick and uneven.

She was fully aware of what he would do when he came back.

Tina shook her head hurriedly.

She was about to fall apart and could not bear to have sex with him again.

Wilson's wicked and wide smile deepened.

When he was about to get up, he seemed to have thought of something again. He frowned slightly and asked her with narrowed eyes, "What happened between you and Desmond? I saw you exchange amorous glances with each other right in front of me just now."

"I didn't!" Tina felt wronged.

Under his sharp gaze, she explained helplessly, "I'm not familiar with him, and I only saw him during an activity! At that time, Mona and I had a conflict because of a skirt for the show. He helped me out..." Tina felt that Desmond just wanted to watch the fun. But still, it was with his help that she managed to handle the trouble.

Hearing this, Wilson asked her, "Mona bothered you once again?"

Tina nodded slightly and said hesitantly, "It was not serious, and the problem was solved later on..."

She was a little nervous.

Was she making a complaint?

Tina bit her lips and quietly observed Wilson's expression. After all, both she and Mona were all his women now. She didn't know whether it would make him unhappy if she took the initiative to mention that Mona caused trouble.

Wilson slightly pursed his thin lips, but before he could say something, there was a knock on the door.

Terry stood at the door respectfully, reminding him that the meeting was about to begin.

Wilson answered him and left the office.

Tina was so exhausted that she did not want to move at all. Finally, she had achieved her purpose of making Wilson satisfied. It was worthwhile for her to sacrifice so much.

She was so stupid enough to wait for him to come back from the meeting. After resting there for about ten minutes, she got up from the sofa and left.

She went straight to the first floor by the elevator.

As she walked out, she tidied up the hem of her clothes, feeling a little shy.

At this moment, a figure sitting in the leisure area suddenly got up.

Tina walked through the hall. Before she stepped out of the building through the revolving door, a head popped up next to her. "Wait a minute!"

Tina was shocked.

When she saw the slutty pink-blue suit of Young President Chin, she was even more surprised. "Why are you still here?"

Desmond raised his hand and touched the two strands of hair hanging in front of his forehead, and his naughty eyes showed a strong desire to talk gossip. "I'm more curious about you. Why would you come to Chin's Group? And you're in Wilson's office! What is your relationship with him?" He had specially waited here to get the answers. Though he had met her briefly, he had a deep impression of her, for she had handled the accident very well.

In the office, he recognized her at a glance.

Tina looked awkward.

After being a journalist for almost three years, she could respond quickly with calm. "I'm here to do my job!"

Desmond raised his eyebrows in disbelief. "Really? But I saw the kiss marks on your neck!"

Tina was startled.

She lowered her head subconsciously, and then her face blushed scarlet.

When she put on her clothes, she missed a collar button. Wilson had kissed her all over, and his kiss marks covered her body. Now those blue and purple marks on her neck and collarbone were exposed to Desmond.

Tina, her lie being exposed right on the spot, felt overly embarrassed.

Her awkward response confirmed Desmond's guess.

He crossed his arms over his chest and clicked his tongue in wonder. "Hey, I didn't expect Wilson to be with a woman secretly. All these years, he barely showed interest in any woman. I thought he might not like women at all!"

Tina was stunned by his words. "How could that be ture? He has Mona, hasn't he?"

"Mona? Not possible!" Adam curled his lips.

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." Tina looked puzzled.

However, Desmond did not say more about it. Instead, he asked curiously, "Why are you with Wilson?"

"What do you think?" Tina asked.

Desmond touched his chin and said casually, "Well, women love his identity and his money!"

Tina smiled and said, "Well, you're right."

It had never occurred to Desmond that she would admit it so quickly. He was slightly stunned.

Tina looked at her watch. Her afternoon break had already ended, and she was already late for her work. She said to him, "I'm sorry, but I have something to do. I have to go first. Goodbye!"

"Emm, fate will bring us together again!" He said and laughed mischievously.

Tina did not take his words seriously. She returned a polite smile and walked out of the building.

Desmond stood on the spot, staring at her back, his eyes moving about quickly. It was not known what he was thinking.

At dusk, the wonderful setting sun was low in the west.

After Tina got off work, she went straight to the hospital by taxi.

As she opened the door, she saw Isla resting on the small table before the window. Her hair was tied in two buns on the top of her head. With thin bangs on her forehead, her eyes looked particularly big, shining like black gems.

Isla gripped a wax pen in her chubby hand, looking as serious as ever.

Tina smiled brightly and walked over. "What are you painting?

Isla had been very smart since she was born. Even though she was now living in the hospital, she was still very lively and cheerful. Except for playing well with other children in the hospital, she liked painting very much and drew Tina often.

This time, she did not show it to Tina as before. Instead, she covered it with her two small hands and said, "Hmm!"

Tina burst out laughing. "What mysterious thing you're busying painting? Can't even look at it?"

Isla blinked her eyes and said in a childish voice, "Mom, this is a present for my sweetheart. I can't show it to you for the time being!"

"Sweetheart?" Tina speechlessly touched her forehead. There again, she mentioned her sweetheart.

"Yes!" Isla nodded. Her eyes sparkled as she slightly pursed her lips with a shy expression. "It's not the time yet. I'll introduce him to you later!"

Tina, ...

At this time, the nurse pushed the door open and came in to give her the oral medications this week.

Tina thanked her and accepted them. She

chatted with the nurse about Isla s physical condition before lowering her head to look at the time. "Isla, keep drawing. I'm going to the cafeteria to get you something to eat!"

"Okay. Thanks, Mom!" Isla said sweetly.

Tina patted her head and walked out of the ward with a lunch box.

After she left, Isla looked at the nurse standing at the door. The nurse lowered her head and sorted out the drug lists in her hands. Isla s eyes rolled before she put down the pen and ran to the door. Isla gently pulled the nurse's shirt and asked softly, "Auntie, could you lend me your phone?"

"Of course!" The nurse smiled and took out her mobile phone from her pocket.

Isla grinned. "Thank you!"

After getting the phone, Isla ran back to the ward. With one hand supporting her face, she neatly dialed a string of numbers that she kept in her heart on the screen.

When the line was connected, she blushed and said, "Hey, I want the bossy president!"