Contract Marriage With Mysterious President novel Chapter 292

"What's the matter? Tell me." Amy looked up at Daria.

"This is what happened. I heard that there is nothing wrong with the food in our restaurant, but it seems that someone ate at our restaurant a few days ago and had severe diarrhea afterwards. Apparently, it was because our raw materials weren't very fresh. The restaurant manager didn't want word to spread, so he paid for that person's medical expenses himself," Daria whispered to Amy.

"The raw materials weren't fresh? That doesn't sound right. Those raw materials were from my father's suppliers. My mother took care of quality control. How could they not be fresh?" Amy looked deep in thought. Could it be that the manager messed with it?

"Yeah, that's what I heard too. It seems that the manager is a relative of someone and isn't very reliable," Daria reported to Amy.

"Okay, I'll investigate this. But I think today's food looks very good, so we can eat a bit more and see if we'll have diarrhea." Amy decided that from now on, she would eat at the employees' restaurant for a while.

Before Amy ate there for a second time, she had severe diarrhea in the evening of that day. Her family doctor gave her a check-up and said that it was because she had eaten something unhygienic before sending her to a hospital for further examination.

When she arrived at the hospital, Amy ran into Daria, who was also severely affected, and both entered the emergency room. Amy's face turned pale from severe stomach pain, which shocked the butler and nanny who came with her.

"Sigh, the woman who just went inside looks familiar, just like my hottie. I'll take a look." Kingsley saw Amy being sent to the emergency room when he came out of his grandfather's ward and walked downstairs. But he did not see clearly from only a glance.

"Mr. Carr! Mr. Carr! Your grandfather would like you to go back right away!" His man said anxiously, but Kingsley ignored them all.

Kingsley went to the emergency room and saw Amy, who was pale. While she was usually fierce and tough, she looked so innocent at this moment as she lay on the hospital bed and looked as if she was about to faint.

"Doctor, what's wrong with her?" Kingsley asked the doctor beside him.

"It seems that she ate something unhygienic. Who are you?" The doctor was just looking to ask the patient's family about the situation.

"I'm her boyfriend," Kingsley admitted cheekily. He looked serious as he lied, so the doctor believed him.

"What did she eat today? Come on, why aren't you caring about your girlfriend? Look at how she is right now. She's already dehydrated. If she arrived any later, she would have been in even greater danger! What kind of boyfriend are you?" The doctor lectured Kingsley.

Kingsley's men wanted to beat the doctor up, but they were stopped by Kingsley. He had a very good attitude and kept nodding his head, agreeing with the doctor.

The doctor saw that Kingsley was the patient's family, so he let him in. Amy was already light-headed and had no idea who was watching her. The doctor checked her and Daria's blood and confirmed that the diarrhea was caused by the food that they ate. They were administered injections and started their infusion therapy.

Amy was groggy and only knew that she was being treated by the doctor. But she had no idea who the doctor was talking to.

In the middle of the night, Amy woke up. She was the only one in the ward. Daria stayed in another ward.

Amy wanted to get out of bed and go to the washroom. The ward was dark. She moved her feet on the ground and could not find her shoes.

"Are you awake?" Someone asked Amy from the side of her hospital bed.

Amy was startled by the voice she suddenly heard. She looked back and found that the person in her room was not her family member.

"Who are you?" Amy asked that person.

"Hottie, I am Kingsley. Don't you want to thank me for staying by your side for so long?" Kingsley sounded like he was wronged. He did not even take care of his mother when she was sick while he took care of Amy for the entire night last night.

"But I didn't ask you to take care of me. Who asked you to take care of me? I have my family." Amy never treated Kingsley kindly.

She could not understand what went on in the mind of this mad man.

"So hot, I like it. I just like you. Do you want to go to the washroom?" Kingsley stood up and grabbed her shoes from the other side of the bed.

Kingsley carefully put the slippers on Amy's feet. He turned on the light and helped Amy to go to the washroom. At the door of the washroom, Amy let go of his hand.

"Okay, go in. I'll be waiting for you outside." Kingsley understood what Amy meant and did not make Amy mad this time. Amy entered the washroom and locked the door tightly. She did not trust Kingsley.

Hearing Amy lock the door in the washroom, Kingsley laughed. What kind of person did she think he was? Did she think she could stop him with just a lock? That depended on his mood, but he did not think about peeping anyway.

Her diarrhea stopped, so Amy came out after using the washroom. Since her diarrhea was too severe yesterday, her legs felt a bit weak.

Amy washed her hands. When she wanted to open the washroom door, she realized that she had no strength to left, so she held onto the door to rest. After a while when she wanted to use her strength, she found that her legs became weak, and she fell to the ground.

When Kingsley heard someone fall in the washroom, he became anxious and opened the door with one kick.

He walked in, picked up Amy, who had fallen to the ground, and placed her on the hospital bed. He hurriedly asked for a doctor to see what was going on.

"Who is this woman?" A grey-haired old man stood at the door with a group of men in black behind him.

The doctor saw that and could not help but wonder whether he was in the middle of a movie and was being surrounded by actors. Why would these people show up in the hospital? His legs turned weak from being frightened.

"My woman!" Kingsley did not look up. He looked at Amy's pale face. He always thought of her as his woman.

"Fool! Kingsley, you are going back. All you do is claim women to be yours. You should control yourself. You're thirty-year-old already and you're fooling around all day." Grandpa Carr walked in and glanced at the woman on the hospital bed.

This woman looked very familiar, but Grandpa Carr did not show it. He made his men pull Kingsley up.

"Grandpa, I can walk. Don't pull me. I'll leave on my own." Kingsley did not expect his grandpa to get up from the hospital bed to look for him at this moment.

"You can walk, but your legs are disobedient. If I don't take you away, will you go with me? How much time have you wasted since yesterday? You're still in the hospital! Do you know what happened at home!" Grandpa Carr looked anxious because Kingsley did not live up to his expectations.

Kingsley was his eldest grandson, but he was cynical, which made him very anxious. All other children thought about was how to inherit as much of the family fortune as possible while only this fool was indulged in sensual pleasures every day!