Triplets on Secret Mission novel Chapter 636

Chapter 636

Molly would always warn Sean about drinking every time he went to entertain clients.

Because of Sean's current condition, he was not allowed to take alcohol.

The corner of Sean's mouth curled slightly into a smile.

"It's just a meal with my Grandpa's old friend. How much time can I spend?" Sean said with a smile. There was a hint of teasing in his tone. He added, "I didn't

drink at all. otherwise, I will get angry faces from you.”

It was as if Sean had a strict wife, and he had always kept Molly's warnings in his mind.

On the contrary, Molly felt a little embarrassed to hear that.

"What kind of person am I to you? When did I ever make angry faces at you?" asked Molly. She was not an

unkind doctor, and she added, "Those warnings were my concerns for your health, and I hoped that you would get well soon."

When Molly said that, her face had a smile, and her head was slightly tilted toward Sean.

It was as if Molly was silently asking Sean the authenticity of what he said just now.

However, Sean softened his voice and said to her seriously, "But now, what I want most is for your injury to get better soon."

Sean's words had a lot of sincerity in them.

Molly did not feel moved when she heard it.

Molly had recently been injured, and her family had nagged her every day with the exact words Sean had said just now.

Molly had gained the ability to let the words flow in from her left ear and out through her right ear.

However, when Molly looked at the man in front of her, she saw his eyes glowing with light.

Molly felt her heart tremble suddenly, and then a warm current poured out from her heart to her whole body.

Molly felt like she was wrapped in soft cotton, and suddenly she no longer felt angry.

"I'll get better," Molly said leisurely. The smile on her face was a bit brilliant and dazzling. She added, "I won't mistreat myself."

"The medicine I used on myself is the best, and I believe it will be all healed in a few days. So, don't worry."

Sean raised his brows, his eyes were fixed on Molly, and the expression on his face seemed to say, 'Really?'

Immediately, he could not help but laugh and said, " That's good."

Molly’s eyes flashed a hint of imperceptible emotion, and she continued to change the topic. Only after she left did the corners of her mouth gradually sink. Her exhausted face was never exposed in front of others.

At night, Molly lay flat on the bed. Her brows furrowed, and half of her body began to ache in a daze.

The dense pain was like a string of electric currents. It climbed from the ground along the edge of the bed to her back and finally to the entire upper body.

Molly turned her body over habitually and lay on her side. She was trying not to press on her wound.