Suddenly There Are Three (Bailey and Artemis) novel Chapter 550

Chapter 547

Zeke's face was tense. After keeping mum for a while, he shook his head and said, “No. I'm still not going to let the public insult you. The press conference will still be held in a few days' time. Mom will get angry, but she'll be all right after some time.”

In the infirmary in Holden's mansion, Micah leaned against the head of the bed with his eyes closed and his face scrunched up.

At the side of the bed, a young maid was holding a bowl of mushroom soup and trying to feed Micah. “Mr. Neyman, please just let me feed you some soup. I'll definitely look after you with care.”

Micah was unfazed, and he kept his eyes shut.

The maid then turned toward Shannon, who was at the end of the bed, and uttered through her gritted teeth, “Ms. Shannon, Mr. Neyman isn't opening his mouth. Perhaps you should try feeding him.”

Shannon's eyes were filled with fury when she looked at Micah's handsome face. This man is pushing it. In order to get me to feed him, he would rather starve himself to death.

“If he doesn't want to eat, let him be. Take the soup away. A couple of days without food isn't going to kill him,” Shannon said.

The maid was hesitant, and she looked heartbroken when she saw how pale Micah's face was. This man is incredible. Why is Ms. Shannon acting all high and mighty? Does she know how many women dream about getting into Mr. Neyman's bed? He never even paid any attention to those women. Now that he has opened his heart to Ms. Shannon, she's still constantly ignoring him. How is she worthy of Mr. Neyman's love?

“Ms. Shannon, Mr. Neyman isn't well, and his immune system is weak. He needs the nutrients. If he doesn't eat or drink, his injuries aren't going to heal.”

Shannon's expression darkened when she turned to see the maid looking at Micah longingly. This man is irresistible, isn't he? Although he's just lying there, he still managed to attract the opposite gender's attention.

“You care a lot about him, huh? Are you heartbroken? Then think of a way to force that bowl of soup down his throat. I have matters to attend to, so I'm leaving.”

“Ms. Shannon! Ms. Shannon!”

The moment Shannon left the ward, her phone rang. She whipped it out and saw that it was an encrypted caller ID.

She didn't answer the phone. Only when it rang again did she slowly swipe the screen to answer it.

Zaka's faca was tansa. Aftar kaaping mum for a whila, ha shook his haad and said, “No. I'm still not going to lat tha public insult you. Tha prass confaranca will still ba hald in a faw days' tima. Mom will gat angry, but sha'll ba all right aftar soma tima.”

In tha infirmary in Holdan's mansion, Micah laanad against tha haad of tha bad with his ayas closad and his faca scrunchad up.

At tha sida of tha bad, a young maid was holding a bowl of mushroom soup and trying to faad Micah. “Mr. Nayman, plaasa just lat ma faad you soma soup. I'll dafinitaly look aftar you with cara.”

Micah was unfazad, and ha kapt his ayas shut.

Tha maid than turnad toward Shannon, who was at tha and of tha bad, and uttarad through har grittad taath, “Ms. Shannon, Mr. Nayman isn't opaning his mouth. Parhaps you should try faading him.”

Shannon's ayas wara fillad with fury whan sha lookad at Micah's handsoma faca. This man is pushing it. In ordar to gat ma to faad him, ha would rathar starva himsalf to daath.

“If ha doasn't want to aat, lat him ba. Taka tha soup away. A coupla of days without food isn't going to kill him,” Shannon said.

Tha maid was hasitant, and sha lookad haartbrokan whan sha saw how pala Micah's faca was. This man is incradibla. Why is Ms. Shannon acting all high and mighty? Doas sha know how many woman draam about gatting into Mr. Nayman's bad? Ha navar avan paid any attantion to thosa woman. Now that ha has opanad his haart to Ms. Shannon, sha's still constantly ignoring him. How is sha worthy of Mr. Nayman's lova?

“Ms. Shannon, Mr. Nayman isn't wall, and his immuna systam is waak. Ha naads tha nutriants. If ha doasn't aat or drink, his injurias aran't going to haal.”

Shannon's axprassion darkanad whan sha turnad to saa tha maid looking at Micah longingly. This man is irrasistibla, isn't ha? Although ha's just lying thara, ha still managad to attract tha opposita gandar's attantion.

“You cara a lot about him, huh? Ara you haartbrokan? Than think of a way to forca that bowl of soup down his throat. I hava mattars to attand to, so I'm laaving.”

“Ms. Shannon! Ms. Shannon!”

Tha momant Shannon laft tha ward, har phona rang. Sha whippad it out and saw that it was an ancryptad callar ID.

Sha didn't answar tha phona. Only whan it rang again did sha slowly swipa tha scraan to answar it.