A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

Watching Veronica open the door of the lounge and walk out, Raymond wanted to strangle Veronica and dissect her head to see what was inside her head. He thought, 'She knew that there was a man outside who had an eye on her, but she went out herself. She was completely sending herself to the man!' As Raymond was angry, a thought suddenly came to his mind.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Raymond thought, 'Veronica went out to cause trouble for herself and wanted to be humiliated by other men. Why should I be angry? She can be with anyone. It is none of my business.

The most important thing for me now is to find Shermie and prevent the bad men from approaching her.'

Coming out of the lounge, Raymond immediately saw the person walking back and forth among the guests. Veronica, dressed in a pink maid outfit, was like a sheep walking among the wolves. Seeing this scene, Raymond was enraged again. He had just managed to calm his anger.

He shouted in his mind, 'Veronica!'

Because Raymond had practically been gazing at Veronica the entire time, he didn't notice that Shermie had arrived at the party.

Shermie walked to Raymond and patted his shoulder.

Raymond, who was in a bad mood, did not even turn his head. "What is the matter?"

Because Raymond's tone wasn't good, Shermie was startled. Then, she walked to Raymond with concern, face to face.

"Raymond, what happened to you? Who made you angry?"

Looking at his sister in front of him, Raymond didn't look that angry anymore.

"Shermie, you're here."

Shermie felt that Raymond was a little absent-minded when he was talking to her.

"Yeah. Raymond, you sounded unhappy. Who made you angry?"

Raymond glanced at the person walking in the crowd out of the corner of his eye, and he let out a snort. "Angry? I am not angry."

Shermie directly said, "You are angry now. In the past, you always had no expression on your face. But look at yourself now. You look upset, your eyebrows are furrowed, and your lips are pressed together. It is obvious that you are angry!"

Raymond didn't know what to say.

He wondered, 'Is it that obvious?'

Hearing no response from Raymond, Shermie curiously asked again, "Raymond, why are you angry?"

Raymond took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart. The expression on his face returned to calm. "I told you. I am not angry."

Because Raymond insisted that he was not angry, Shermie could not continue asking.

At this time, Veronica, who was in the crowd, was suddenly tripped by someone deliberately. Veronica lost her balance and fell into the person's arms. When the person helped her up, he touched her buttocks. Raymond, who had been suppressing his anger, could no longer hold back his anger after seeing that. He placed the glass in his hand on the table beside him and walked directly toward Veronica. Raymond pulled Veronica from the man who supported her into his arms.

Shermie, who didn't move and stood afar, watched Raymond walk to a girl and pull the girl into his arms. She could not help but raise her eyebrows.

Her brother, who was as cold as an iceberg, got angry today because of a woman.

At the same time, the man who tripped Veronica and deliberately helped her up was startled when he saw Veronica was held in Raymond's arms. He quickly walked away.

Raymond's action of pulling Veronica into his arms was too rude, causing Veronica, who was wearing high heels, to twist her ankle. The pain made her groan.

Raymond did not notice that. Instead, he pulled Veronica out of his arms and grabbed her wrist. Raymond looked down at her and scolded, "Veronica, are you stupid? Why didn't you resist when the man touched you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Raymond noticed the grimace of pain on Veronica's face. He frowned.

"What happened to you?"

"You..." Veronica angrily scolded Raymond, "When you pulled me just now, you twisted my ankle." Raymond was silent.

He looked down and saw that Veronica's ankle was swollen. Raymond panicked a little.

Just as Raymond didn't know what to do, Shermie walked over.

"Raymond, her ankle is sprained. It needs to be dealt with right now. Take her to the lounge first. I will call the medical staff at the scene to help." "Alright."

Then, Raymond pulled Veronica by the wrist and was going to take her to the lounge.

When Raymond pulled her, because of the pain in her foot, Veronica staggered and hurt her ankle again. It was so painful that she almost cried out.

Veronica held Raymond's wrist tightly. "It hurts. It hurts."

Raymond looked at the lump on Veronica's ankle and Veronica's twisted face due to the pain. Without a word, he carried Veronica up and walked to the lounge with a strict face. When Shermie saw Raymond carrying Veronica toward the lounge, she smiled and curved her eyes.

Her brother, who had never been so gentle, was in love.

...

The lounge.

Veronica sat on the sofa. Raymond and Shermie stood in the room. When the doctor arrived, he squatted by Veronica's feet and checked her ankle.

As soon as the doctor touched Veronica's ankle, Veronica gasped in pain.

Then, Raymond reminded the doctor with an upset face, "Be careful with your movements. Don't you see that she is in pain? Can you do it or not?"

As soon as Raymond finished speaking, the doctor was startled, and his hands trembled. He did not even dare to touch Veronica's foot anymore.

Shermie, standing aside, was speechless. She reminded Raymond, "Raymond, her foot is sprained. It hurts no matter how you touch it. Doctor, take a closer look. Is her foot okay?" The doctor stood up gingerly.

"Mr. Cordova, Ms. Cordova, this lady's foot is only slightly injured. It doesn't hurt her bones. She will be fine after resting for two days."

"But her ankle is swollen so badly. How come it is a slight injury?"

The doctor didn't know what to say.

Shermie smiled at the doctor and said, "Alright, you can leave now."

"Okay!"

After the doctor left, Raymond glanced at Shermie as if he was blaming Shermie for letting the doctor go.

Shermie's gaze fell on Veronica's face. She found Veronica a little familiar, but she could not recognize Veronica.

Shermie had fair skin and a good figure. She was as beautiful as a fairy. In front of Shermie, Veronica felt somewhat inferior.

Shermie looked at Veronica with a smile. "Hi, I am Raymond's sister. Are you Raymond's ... girlfriend?"

Veronica quickly waved her hand and explained, "No, no. Ms. Cordova, you misunderstood. There is nothing between me and Mr. Cordova. There isn't now, and there won't be in the future!"