Ex-husband, Please Respect Yourself novel Chapter 109

Marian looked at the flurried man in the room, and she was so jealous that she was going to get mad. She turned to look at the silent Mrs. Raman and said, "Auntie!"

Why didn't they come a little later? As long as the woman dies, everything will be end today.

She was really tough.

Mrs. Raman stared at her son in the room for a long time with a serious expression. And then looked at the medical staff busily dealing with the scene. After a while, she said two words, "Go back."

She could never hope to pull her son back now, but she could not cause him any trouble or let him lose face in front of so many people.

Marian 's face changed slightly, and she was unwilling to look at Tyrone, who was holding that woman in his arms. "Well, Tyrone..."

"I can't be disgraced here. Let him stay. Let's go back first."

Moreover, Cathy’s parents were all here, even she looked down on them. they met each other with respect at the beginning. At this time, she couldn’t make trouble, or Tyrone would surely complain her even more.

Mrs. Raman had put on her sunglasses, and walked away.

Marian frowned, and she was angry and hateful. The good opportunities were gone. How could the old bitch not follow her thoughts at all?

But there was no other way. She had to please her first. If she knows what she is thinking about, she will have less chance to succeed.

However, she did not know that her thinking had been clearly known by Mrs. Raman for a long time.

She turned around and left with Mrs. Raman.

The mess was settled through a long time. Three gangsters were taken away by the police. Tyrone ordered Rory to take Karen and Mrs. Lawson to the police station to take notes. He stayed in the hospital to stay with the comatose Cathy.

When Cathy woke up, it was already night. She seemed to have a nightmare and suddenly woke up. Her face was frightened and pale.

"You wake up." Tyrone immediately looked up at her, and his tight nerve was also loosened.

Cathy looked at him for a few seconds mindlessly. Then she came to herself. She frowned and asked, "Tyrone?"

Is she dreaming?

Subconsciously, she touched his face, feeling the temperature of him, and then she instantly took back her hand like she had touched the electric shock, but she was held tightly by the man.

"It's me. It's all right." He lifted his hand and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead. His tone light, but his eyesight was soft.

Cathy felt nervous. Suddenly she looked around the room, urgently asked, "Where is my mother? What about Karen? What happened to them?"

Tyrone poured a glass of water from the bedside table and brought it to her. He smiled gently. "It's all right. They are going to the police station to take notes now. You fainted and stayed here. Come on, drink some water."

Cathy loosened her mind, and then put her attention on him. Her face turned red. She took a small sip of the cup and asked unnaturally, "How did you happen to be there?"