Sweet Pregnant Wife: CEO Phillip's Fierce Love novel Chapter 187

"I want to leave the hospital!"

Aydan fidgeted about her brother's health and hurriedly stopped him.

"Phillip, hold your horses! The doctor says that you need to stay in the hospital a few more days."

Phillip seemed determined, "I have to leave today!"

Ann pretended to casually pass Phillip's ward while saying things that upset him. She knew that Phillip could hear her, but she did it on purpose to give up the idea of getting back together.

If Phillip stayed in the hospital, there was no way he could keep Ann. He might even let Fred swoop in and steal her. That was not going to happen!

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The next day's commercial shooting.

Ann let the makeup artist dance brushes on her face. After that, she walked out wearing a fancy dress and ran into Phillip.

Phillip was wearing his everyday pure black suit, which outlined his V-shaped body.

He stood in the dense shade of trees. Half of his face was buried in the dark, which sharply defined his beautiful facial outline.

Many women peeped at Phillip, who fixed his gaze on Ann.

Ann drifted her eyes on Phillip's gaunt face.

She was nervous and anxious at the same time.

Phillip was supposed to be in the hospital. Ann wondered why Aydan let him run out.

Fred remained composed beside Ann.

He stretched out his arm to round Ann's slender waist, gave a challenging glance at Phillip, and smiled like a winner.

"Mr. Phillip, are you making a company tour?"

Phillip narrowed his eyes at Phillip offensively and pursed his lips tight.

Fred was more scheming than Phillip imagined.

He first proposed a generous deal to Phillip and then threatened Phillip to pass Ann to be his assistant.

Finally, when Ann was desperate to draw a line with Phillip, Fred swooped in to be Ann's boyfriend.

He planned everything with great preparation.

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Phillip stared at the seemingly gentle smile on Fred's face and the hand that landed on Ann's waist, and he knew Fred did it on purpose.

Fred was trying to challenge Phillip.

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Ann drooped his head and saw the long shadow slowly shortened on the grass.

"Mr. Fred has caused a flurry of press attention recently. How can I miss the shooting? By the way, I have to come around to check if Mr. Fred's work is well worth the huge spending."

Phillip spoke in a frosty, inimical tone.

The sun was shining, but Phillip's face was rigid, as if it was covered with a thin layer of frost.

Phillip glanced at Fred and shifted his eyes to Ann.

Fred gave advice on Ann's makeup and dressing today.

The long, black hair end slightly curled, glistening in the warm sunlight.

The fiery-red rose spread the ground behind her.

Ann wore exquisite makeup. Black hair fell on her shoulder, and lips were as red as those booming roses. She was soul-stirringly fabulous.

But she was standing beside another man.