The president's seventh bride novel Chapter 48

Carlos looked at the scene in horror. He didn't expect that Alicia actually smashed the glass of the car with her hands. How much pain should she endure to smash such glass? Just like what he saw now, her hands were dripping with blood.

Because he was too shocked, he stood motionless by the car door. He didn’t react until Alicia got out of the car with a pale face and walked indifferently past him. He grabbed her arm, "Your hands were seriously injured. Where do you want to go? Get in the car. I have to take you to the hospital to get treat."

She turned her head and looked at him with an unprecedented coldness in her eyes. Even though she was already very weak, she still exerted her last strength to shake off his hand.

What she refused was also his overdue kindness.

Alicia stepped on the weak light and walked towards the front entrance of the villa. Her thin figure was like a fragment of leaf, swaying alone in the wind.

After walking a few steps, she suddenly turned around and asked sadly, "Is it really okay? Seeing me being molested by them, does it really not matter at all? You really never thought that the woman being molested is your wife? Have you never thought that even if you don't love her, you can't let others bully her?"

Carlos didn't answer. Alicia laughed at herself. She was already awkward like this. What else did she want this man to say?

Going upstairs blankly, entering the room blankly, sitting on the bed blankly, staring at the ground blankly, she was thinking, ‘In fact, her sucky life can be a little suckier.’

Carlos stood in front of Alicia's room. After hesitating for a long time, he walked in. But Alicia didn't wait for him to speak, she already drove him out, "I don't want to say anything now. Get out."

Looking at her injured hands, he put the medicine box in his hand on the ground. He was trying to say something. His mouth opened, but finally he couldn't say anything.

His throat seemed to be stuck with something. The word “sorry” was stuck in it. Finally, he had to give up. He silently turned around and closed the door for her.

After a long time, he heard a hysterical cry. The crying was grieved and extremely sad. It was like the pain which had accumulated in her heart for many years could no longer be restrained...

Carlos clearly saw the other Alicia through the gap of the sliding door. She was no longer as calm and strong as before. She was like a child who got hurt and just wanted to vent right now. Getting hurt was not terrible. The terrible thing was why she always got hurt inexplicable.

Whether it was physical hurt or emotional hurt.

Alicia had wanted to cry like this for a long time, but she always endured it because she was afraid that she would not be strong after she cried. The life of drifting form place to place was so sad. Even crying was a luxury for her.

Carlos stared at the gap of just a few centimeters intently. His shock feeling was beyond words. If he didn’t see the scene with his own eyes, how could he have imagined that the woman would be so sad and desperate?

His heart seemed to be stung severely. It ached.

This night was destined to be heavy. Alicia cried for a long time. Carlos also stood outside her room for a long time.

When it was light, she came out of the room with her hands getting bandaged with gauze. She walked out haggardly.

"Are you feeling better?"

Carlos asked in a hoarse voice, looking at her with a little more guilt.

Alicia walked past him as if she didn’t see him. She did not answer his questions either. She was not an arrogant person, but the person who was asking her never cared about her.

When she left Cloud Mansion, there was a vast expanse of whiteness outside. She turned her head and glanced at the large villa surrounded by the mist of morning light. For the first time, she deeply realized that the life in a wealthy family was not as good as she imagined.

The injured hands. The red and swollen eyes. She couldn’t let others see these except Carlos. Because the others in this family except him cared about her.

She didn't want to let those people who cared about her worry about her. But for those who were indifferent to her, she didn’t care.

She went to a nearby hospital and got her hands bandaged again. Then she took a taxi to her friend's house. She rang the doorbell. Ellie was eating breakfast. Suddenly seeing Alicia, she was shocked, "Oh my god, what's going on?"

Alicia shook her head weakly, "It's okay." Then she walked straight to the bedroom.

"It's okay? Look at you, it’s really okay? Tell me honestly, did Carlos abuse you?"

Ellie kept following Alicia behind. She had to know what happened.

"Please help me ask for three days off. I will live here these three days."

Alicia didn't want to mention the matter of last night. Now she just wanted to sleep well, and then drove away all the unpleasant experiences.

Seeing that Alicia really didn't want to say it and looked tired, Ellie didn't have the heart to ask again. She went out of the room to make a cup of hot milk for Alicia and then brought it in, "Drink it and then go to bed. Even if the life is unhappy, there is no need to torture your body."

"Thank you..."

Alicia glanced at her friend gratefully and took the milk. While she was drinking the milk, she said to Ellie, "Don't tell anyone that I am here."

"Then what should I say? Noah will definitely ask me."

As long as it came to Noah, Ellie always looked so sad.

"Just say I'm going to travel."

"In fact, you don't have to get yourself wronged like this. Noah can help you..."

"Fine, don't say too much. You can go to work."

Alicia interrupted her and lay down sideways.

Ellie stared at Alicia’s back and sighed for a long time before turning to leave.