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The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 1115
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Chapter 1115

Louis chuckled. “Why would you think so? Are you regretting your decision to fight for me?”

“What did you just say? I fought for you?” Ryleigh turned her face away. “You’re the one who clung to me

first.” He smiled, took Ryleigh into his arms, and rested his chin on the top of her head. “Yes, I’m the one

who’s clung to you, but my fondness for you is not something that I can control.”

It had been hours since Xyla blacked out. It was already dawn when she regained consciousness and

opened her eyes. She realized that she was lying in a ward and lifted her hand to rub her forehead. Her

body felt drained, while her head felt groggy.

Mindy was in the chair next to the bed and saw her wake up. “Xy, are you alright?”

“Who sent me here?” Xyla asked with a hoarse voice due to her dry throat.

Mindy replied, “It was Mr. Boucher and Mr. Lucas. Mr. Lucas also called me and asked me to come to the

hospital to accompany

you.”

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Xyla asked her to help her sit up, and Mindy sighed. “Mr. Lucas already told me. I didn’t expect Mr.

Hathaway would do that to you . Hmph, so what if he’s the richest man in the world? Isn’t he still a

sc*mbag after all that he’s done? I heard that he stayed in the clubhouse last night and left early in the

morning, and a woman could be seen leaving with him.”

“It’s that for real?” Xyla gave off a feeble smile. “That’s great.” ‘In this case, he won’t be coming back to

me ever again.’

Looking at her blank gaze, Mindy was stunned. “Xy, about Mr. Hathaway, have you fallen in—” “What are

you thinking of?” Xyla interrupted her. “I drank one whole bottle of bourbon last night and I still feel sick to

my stomach now. I’m also extremely hungry now, but I can’t eat anything.”

“Then should I buy you something light and easy to digest?” Mindy asked.

She nodded and leaned back on the head of the bed with her pillow supporting her back.

After Mindy got up and went out Xyla felt that she was still very tired, so she sat in place and closed her

eyes to rest.

That was until a figure appeared at the door of the ward.

Xyla thought it was a doctor or a nurse who came in, so she did not bother to open her eyes. A slightly

chilly palm stroked her cheek, so she opened her eyes in fright and saw the face of Yorrick approaching.

She flung his hand away and looked exceptionally defensive. “What do you think you’re doing?”

Yorrick retracted his hand, sat on the edge of the bed, and turned to look at her. “I didn’t do anything. I’m

just here to visit you.”

“More like you’re here to see if I’ve died or not, am I right?” Xyla sneered. “So, are you disappointed?”

Yorrick leaned toward her and propped both his arms against the mattress on her sides. “Must you give

me that attitude all the time?”

“Then may I know what’s the attitude that you expect to see from me?” Xyla smiled again. “It seems

useless to please you as plenty of women will go the extra mile just to flatter you. Not to mention that

you’ll think that I’m faking it, so what else do you expect me to do?”

She lay down, pulled the blanket up to cover herself, and turned away from him.

Yorrick stroked the black hair on the side of her pillow with his palm. “Why wouldn’t you come to me and

tell me that you can’t take the alcohol? You can always talk to me.”

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Xyla looked out the window. “Why should I tell you that? Do you want me to beg you for mercy? Did you

even plan to let me get away with that last night? Would it even achieve anything even if I were to tell

you that?”

He smiled. “Aren’t you the one who asked me for a match?”

Xyla did not want to speak.

Yorrick turned her around, placed his palms on her cheeks, leaned over, and approached her. “Do you

know whose name you called out loud when you were dreaming the night before?” She was startled.

“What are you talking about?”

‘Whose name did I call out loud when I was dreaming?’

“Louis Lucas’.” Yorrick stared at her, rubbed her lips with his finger, and smiled. “You were sleeping in my

bed but thinking about your ex.”

Xyla was stunned.

1 called Louis’ name out loud in my dream? “Ah, I vaguely remember the dream from the night before. I

dreamed of the past when I was so obsessed with Louis and was courting him as if I had lost my mind. I

used all my love and affection to go after Louis back then, even though it was only unrequited love.’