Be Spoiled After Rebirth (Selena and Osvaldo) novel Chapter 943

Chapter 943 Crybaby

Not everyone is born with the right to cry out in pain or fear.

No -

Perhaps Selena was once able to cry out too.

It was just forcibly taken away from her later.

The old butler, with his worldly eyes, showed a hint of pity and suddenly smiled kindly, "The young lady can say it."

Leia looked at him with a bewildered expression.

The butler patted the little girl's shoulder and looked up at Selena's room upstairs. "The young master will make her say it."

Even if it is not said now, it will definitely be said in the future.

How could heaven not let such a pretty and strong girl have anyone to care for her?

The man who cared for her the most in the world, guarded her every step of the way during her coma for three days and nights.

Selena suffered from the poisoning, but the one who suffered the most was Osvaldo.

Every bit of pain she endured was multiplied and rebounded onto that man.

Next...

Leia followed the butler's gaze and remembered Osvaldo's breath during Selena's three-day coma, making her shiver.

...

At the same moment Selena woke up from her coma, Vivian walked into a cafe.

It rarely rained in the winter capital.

Especially for this kind of drizzle that seemed to be in spring or autumn, it was unprecedented.

Even the wind seemed less cold.

But this rare good weather was not enough to improve Vivian's mood.

Ever since Selena inexplicably fell into a coma, the entire Shaw family had been in chaos.

They did hope Selena would die.

But the premise was that the Shaw family was not the one being scapegoated!

Although her mood was not good, Vivian still chose to go after receiving that text message.

It was because the content of the message was too tempting for her to refuse.

The cafe was empty, and as soon as Vivian walked in, a waiter walked up to her. "Miss Shaw, please come this way."

Vivian snorted and raised her hand to tidy up her coat and hair before following the waiter in high heels into a private room.

There was someone sitting inside.

As soon as Vivian saw the figure sitting by the window, seemingly listening to the rain, her face showed a trace of surprise, followed by an expression of disgust. "It's you?"

The woman turned her head and showed a graceful and intellectual smile. "Miss Shaw, please sit."

Vivian narrowed her eyes. "You sent the text message to me?"