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My Most Precious Wife novel Chapter 393

Wendy never dreamed that Hunter would come to see her because she was injured.

“I … I’m fine. It’s just … a little blood. I’m a little weak.”

It had been a long time she saw him last time. Wendy was so excited that she muttered.

She struggled to sit up, but she was in so much pain.

She accidentally touched the wound.

Although the wound wasn’t severe, it really hurt.

Hunter walked to the bedside and stared at her blushing face.

He had never been articulate. Such a gaze would be enough for Wendy to savor for a long time.

Wendy finally sat up and raised her head to meet his gaze.

Being stared at by him, she blushed, immediately, and was almost overwhelmed by a fit of dizziness.

“I’m really fine. Hunter, am I the reason why you are here?”

“Partly.” The other part was Patriarch Gale.

However, Patriarch Gale had been stuck with Emily ever since he saw her.

Hunter, who had come to visit him, was completely ignored.

“Then ...” Wendy had a lot to say to him.

Had Hunter ever thought about her since they last saw each other a month ago?

What Hunter said when she left the WongRiver Pavilion was lingering in her mind.

No matter how stupid she was, she knew what he had meant.

She didn’t know what Hunter thought of her now.

“Hunter, are you going to stay in City L for a while?” Kate smiled.

Wendy was the most precious granddaughter in the Gales. If she could marry the current president of the Jackson Group, it would be great.

Wendy would definitely be the richest and most influential woman in City L and even the Bentson City.

With Hunter’s help, everything in the Gales would fall into Wendy’s hands.

Hunter did not reply and only nodded casually.

Kate, self-conscious as a nobody, didn’t expect that Hunter would care to respond to herself!

Kate’s face turned slightly red as she looked at this handsome man, a man of every woman's type, old or young.

Although he was more than ten years younger than Kate, his charm was irresistible for her!

Hunter ignored her and looked at Wendy. His voice was usually gentle.

“Do you want to delay the banquet on Saturday?”

“Why?” His voice was so pleasant to hear. Even if it wasn’t gentle, it was not that cold.

Wendy was about to lose herself in it, so she was a little distracted.

“You are injured. Don’t try to be strong now.”

“No!” Wendy shook her head hurriedly.

“I'm blessed to be with my grandfather and aunts. There’s no need to delay this banquet. I’m fine.”

Wendy lifted the blanket and got off the bed to show him how she looked.

“Hunter, I’m really fine. You don’t have to worry about me.”

Hunter’s concern was a pleasant surprise to Wendy.

Although they used to live under the same roof, Hunter never cared so much about her.

With this outstanding man in front of her, she seemed to have forgotten others' presence.

“Hunter, since you’re here, let me show you our house, okay?”

It had been a long time since she had been alone with Hunter.

There were a lot of people around in this room.

It’s not appropriate to ask them out. She thought they might as well go out for a walk on their own.

Wendy lowered her head to look at the arm she was holding. Her heart was pounding wildly.

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