Madam Escaped Again Sir novel Chapter 763

Sonia let out a small laugh as well, but her smile faded when she suddenly thought of something. She glanced over at the woman in the wheelchair, who was fuming in the corner of the room, and pointed out mockingly, "But it looks like I'm not the only one who's waiting for your precious President Fuller to wake up."

"What?" Tom blinked, but he quickly caught on to what Sonia was implying, and when he turned to look at the woman in the corner, there was not a shred of warmth in his eyes.

Sonia had no intention of letting this woman off lhe hook. She had tried to go easy on the woman when she first came, but her patience and tact had run out after she saw how insistent and stubborn the woman was. Fine, then, Sonia thought wickedly. If it's humiliation you seek, then so be it.

"This lady has been here taking care of President Fuller before I came in. I asked her to leave, given that President Fuller is my boyfriend and I'm the one who should be taking care of him instead of some stranger, but she refused to budge. She was going on about how she caused the accident and how she simply must stay by his side to nurse him back to health, claiming that doing so was the only way to ease her conscience. She even tried to force me to give the green light, too, saying that she'd take her own life if I wouldn't!"

Tom was rendered speechless after hearing this, and the corner of his lips twitched with the urge to sputter. Wow, who would have thought that something this dramatic would happen in the short time that I was away?

Presently, he fixed his icy stare on the woman and accused, "So that's why you asked me about President Fuller's girlfriend when we were outside the emergency room—you've got your eyes on him!"

"No, that's not true!" The woman panicked as she quickly shook her head and waved her hands vehemently to deny this. However, the flustered look on her blushing face was incontrovertible proof of her lying.

Sonia frowned in disgust. "Mr. Brown, I'll leave her to you. I want her out of my sight at once." No woman in the right mind would tolerate seeing her own boyfriend surrounded by scheming skanks. Just seeing one of them makes me sick, she thought.

"Of course, Miss Reed." Tom nodded solemnly, then shot her an apologetic look as he said, "Miss Reed, I'm truly sorry about what happened. I promise I didn't put her up in here; she wheeled herself in while I was settling President Fuller's admission paperwork. I even warned her to stay out of the room and remain in the hallway, but I didn't think she would... Anyway, Miss Reed, you have to know that President Fuller is a decent man, and he would never be entangled with anyone else, especially with the likes of this lady. I hope you won't jump to any conclusions."

He was actually terrified that Sonia would suspect Toby was cheating on her and break up with him unilaterally while he was unconscious. Tom would lose his head for sure if Toby woke up to discover that his girlfriend, whom he had just gotten back together with, had fled his side in a fit of rage.

As if sensing Tom's latent worries, Sonia clapped a hand over her mouth and giggled, then said, "Don't worry, Mr. Brown, I'm not jumping to any conclusions here. President Fuller was still unconscious when I came in earlier, so it wasn't as if he and that lady could get up to anything scandalous.”

Now, if Toby had been awake while the lady was cleaning his face and he allowed her to take care of him, then Sonia might feel very differently. She might implode.

Upon hearing her reassurance, Tom let out a sigh of relief. "Okay, that's good. Excuse me while I take out the eyesore, Miss Reed. You can stay here and keep President Fuller company in the meantime. He's alright, just hit the back of his head during the collision. The doctor said he could be discharged tomorrow."

"I know," Sonia said with a nod. "You told me just now."

"Just a friendly reminder," Tom teased as he pushed his glasses up his nose bridge. The next second, his expression turned grim again, and he maneuvered the lady in the wheelchair out of the room.

The lady had kept her head down the entire time after Sonia called her out about her nonsense, and she did not utter a word of objection. It was as if she had turned into a different person altogether, shedding her skank persona and adopting an ashamed and guilty stance instead.

Sonia highly doubted the woman was ashamed of what she had done.

Skanks didn't have the capacity to feel shame, and they were already thick-skinned, to begin with.

As such, Sonia didn't believe the woman had become quiet and demure after the humiliation. She probably has something up her sleeve.

Then, Sonia shrugged off the thought. There was no point dwelling on this when the woman could very well be sent away by the time Toby regained consciousness tomorrow. When that happened, Sonia wouldn't ever cross paths with the woman again and pondering on what tricks she might have up her sleeves would be a waste of time.

But for some reason, she kept thinking there was something familiar about the woman in the wheelchair. It's like I've seen her somewhere before, but