If You Want Me

When the atmosphere between the two became better, Baron took out a pair of disposable chopsticks from the delivery bag. He had brought two pairs of chopsticks at the beginning, but the atmosphere was a little strange just now, so he did not dare to take them out.

Now seeing that Debbie didn't seem to mind it, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. After dinner, Debbie pulled his hand.

Baron was cleaning up the mess on the table. He looked down at the woman holding his hand and bent down in confusion. "What's wrong?"

He lowered his head and his ears were only ten centimeters above her lips. Stunned for a while, she smiled and said, "I feel good now. Can you go to apply for me to leave hospital?"

There was not much time left. She hadn't finished reading the script yet. She didn't want to act on impulse in case of any trouble.

Baron looked at her pale face and said with a smile, "I think you haven't looked in the mirror, or how can you still lie through your teeth."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave. Debbie didn't want him to leave so soon. She grabbed his clothes and said, "Do you have to let me dance in front of you so that you can believe that I'm really fine?"

Looking at the serious eyes, Baron seemed to be unable to say anything to refuse, but she was in a bad condition now and could not really be discharged from the hospital like this.

He turned his head heartlessly, "Let's talk about it after you calm down. You can only be taken care of when you are out of the hospital now."

Debbie didn't know what to say when she saw that Baron didn't yield to either persuasion or coercion. She could only watch him leave with the rubbish.

At the same time, the alternative girl who had heard the conversation between the two of them almost jumped over when her mother went out to buy dinner.

She moved a chair and looked straight at her. Curling her lips with disdain, she said, "I really don't understand you. Is it because you like to make trouble that he is obedient to you?"

Debbie didn't want to talk to the girl who was inexplicably hostile to her. She rolled

th, "You can't deny it. After all, it's true. You'd better eat something to strengthen your memory these days. I'll ask someone to bring some for you later."

He was so considerate that it seemed that there were few men in the world like him, but he was still disliked by Debbie. The woman curled her lips and pretended not to compromise. "What did you say? Why can't I understand?"

"Do you really want to read the script so much?" Looking at her clear eyes, Baron couldn't say anything. If she took this path for him, then he could not say such bastard words to ask her to give up now. After thinking for a while, he could only ask such a weak question.

Debbie nodded quickly, but she was lying on the bed and nodded too fast, which made her a little dizzy. Maybe she was really not young.

"I'll bring you the script, but you have to set a time and don't break the rules. Don't mention anything about leaving hospital before you recover as a normal person."

"Why don't you let me go even if the shooting is about to begin?"

"Or what?"

He had always been a man of his word. With a frown, Debbie suddenly felt that she had done something wrong. She had told him that she wanted to recite the script. She could have asked Allan to bring it here secretly, but she just wanted to tell him the truth. However, he had put forward a few requirements on her. And now if she asked Allan to come, it wouldn't work.