Her Mysterious Mogul Hubby (Charlotte and Zachary) novel Chapter 2007

“Don't be agitated.” Danrique quickly patted her heart and comforted her, “There's nothing wrong with having the same name as a dog. If you don't like it, I'll rename the newborn mastiff, Cece! A mastiff is a much better breed than a mongrel!”

“There's no need for that!” Francesca's smile was very stiff.

“No, I can't name it Cece.” Danrique narrowed his eyes and said seriously, “I should call it Frannie. Yes. It's decided then!” “Wait, Danrique—'

“Come!

Before Francesca could stop him, Danrique called Sean over.

“Yes, Mr. Lindberg.”

“Isn't there a female newborn mastiff that hasn't been named yet?” Danrique instructed seriously, “From now on, call her Frannie!”

“Huh?”

From then on, the Lindberg family had a mastiff named Frannie, with black fur, and was a menace and savage since it was a puppy.

It was very much like Francesca...

However, the latter could not object to it. After all, it was she who messed with Danrique in the first place back then.

Now that he was taking revenge in that manner, she could only relent to it.

Francesca could not get used to living in the hospital and wanted to be discharged early, so Danrique told Sean to ask Helen about it.

The doctor replied that it was fine for Francesca to be discharged since her wound was healing well as long as she could tag along and take care of her after that.

Sean cast a knowing look at Helen. She clearly wants to continue earning high medical fees. Are doctors so greedy for money?

Danrique, on the other hand, did not think much about it and readily agreed.

Hence, Helen immediately brought her assistant, prepared her medical kit and equipment, and left the hospital with them.

When they returned to the seaside villa, Kerrie and a maid went to assist Francesca in taking a shower.

The latter inadvertently saw through the mirror that the hair on the back of her head was gone, leaving a bald patch.

“Ahh!”

A scream of horror came from the bathroom.

Danrique rushed in, thinking that something had happened to her.

However, as soon as he saw Francesca standing in front of the floor-length mirror with Kerrie holding a mirror behind her, he immediately

understood what was going on.

“How can the surgery be done without shaving your head?”

For some reason, seeing the defeated and angry expression on her face made him feel good. It was a sense of pleasure from exacting revenge.