Sweet Pregnant Wife: CEO Phillip's Fierce Love novel Chapter 173

Daisy... Aydan thought of something and widened his eyes.

Aydan paused before he asked Todd with a complicated look. "Do you know what her family does?"

Todd leaned against the wall with his hands behind his back. "I am interested in her, not her family."

"Are you serious?"

Todd curled his lips and smiled. He did not answer.

Aydan just thought that Todd's interest in Daisy would be momentary like before.

There was no need for him to say anything.

Daisy entered the ward and saw that Phillip was sitting there still.

Daisy leaned on the wall. "Do you want to give up on her? Is that why you called me?"

Phillip slightly moved when he heard Daisy's voice.

He looked deeply at Ann's pale face.

"I never thought of giving her up."

Phillip's voice was soft and slightly hoarse as if he was afraid of disturbing Ann on the bed.

Daisy raised her eyebrows. "Ann is more determined than I thought. What else can you do now?"

"Please help me take care of her before I settled everything down," Phillip said as he lowered his eyes.

"I've said that if Ann gets hurt because of this, I will stop you from being together," Daisy said with a smile.

"Miss Daisy, you are smart. Now that your father intends to take the woman and her son back, you should seek backup for the sake of your mother."

"Do you mean the Moore family will be my backup?"

There was a bit of ridicule in Daisy's tone.

Phillip was a businessman. Considering Daisy's relationship with her family, Phillip would be that man's enemy if he was to help her.

She did not think that Phillip would be willing to take the risk for her.

"Miss Daisy, this is a deal." Phillip's voice was calm and emotionless.

Daisy was stunned for a moment, but then she understood something. She pursed her red lips and looked at Ann, who was lying on the bed.

"You better find a way to solve it as soon as possible."

She felt relieved that it was a deal. It meant that Phillip was afraid of offending that man one day. This was the price he was willing to pay for Ann.

Phillip held Ann's hand and gazed at her with his dark eyes and complicated expression.

...

When Ann woke up, she saw Daisy, who was standing by the window with her back to Ann.

"Daisy?"

Ann's voice was still a little weak.

Daisy turned around and walked over. She took a pillow and placed it behind Ann so that she could lean on it.

"Do you feel well?"

Ann nodded and glanced around the ward.

Phillip was nowhere to be seen.

Ann couldn't tell whether she was relieved or disappointed.

This was what she wanted.

Daisy naturally noticed what Ann had done, but she did not say anything about it.

"The wound on your neck is not deep. You fainted because you still had a fever and your body was weak. Take a good rest here for a few days. I have asked for work leave from the company for you."

Ann lowered her head and nodded.

Ann looked up and saw that the darkening sky. She suddenly remembered something and wanted to get off the bed after lifting the quilt.

"I have to see my father!"

Daisy frowned and stretched out her hand to hold Ann.

"A doctor is taking care of him. What can you do with your current health condition?"

Ann grabbed Daisy's hand anxiously.

"Daisy, I have to go. The doctor has said that he may never wake up again after today!"

Daisy couldn't bear to see this, but he still held Ann's hand tight.

"He hasn't woken up yet."

Ann let go of Daisy's hand and looked at Daisy blankly. She seemed to have understood something from Daisy's pitiful look.

She leaned weakly against the bed, too grieved to cry.

Daisy pursed her lips. "Ann, I know that this is cruel to you, but you must be strong. Although your father is not awake, there is still hope as long as he is alive."

Ann leaned against the bed but her look was blank.

Hope?

What hope did she have now?

"Even if you feel desperate, you have to be strong for Nikki. Ann, you are not just yourself. You are a mother, Nikki's mother!"

Nikki... Ann thought of her soft and cute little face.

Ann closed her eyes and tightened her grip on the pure white quilt.

She could not give up hope.

The door of the ward was not completely closed. Phillip stood outside the door. He could peek through the door at Ann's painful look. His feelings were complicated.

He wanted to hug Ann but he was unable to get close.

He was afraid that Ann would collapse again seeing him.

Phillip withdrew his gaze after Ann's crying gradually stopped. The cold and fierce expression came back to his handsome face.

"Let's go."

Aydan glanced at the ward and pursed his lips. He sighed and hurriedly followed Phillip.

...

A few days later, a plane landed at the airport in River City at 3:30 in the morning.

A row of people in suits instantly appeared at the exit. The man in the lead wearing a silver suit was tall, slender and elegant.

Aydan walked up with the people behind him and extended his hand.

"Hello, Mr. Fred. I am the special assistant of the president of the Moore Group. I will be responsible for all your arrangements in River City."

Fred smiled and shook hands with Aydan for a short while.

"Thank you."

His voice was warm and gentle like the spring breeze.

Aydan looked at Fred's gentle face and felt a little puzzled.

He was assigned to greet Fred personally because rumors had it that Fred was eccentric and extremely difficult to deal with.

But now he appeared easy to get along with. Was it indeed a rumor?

Aydan did not dare to be bold and handed a business card to Fred.

"Mr. Fred, the hotel has been arranged for you. If you need anything, you can contact me at any time."

A man in a black suit beside Fred immediately took the card.

The man said indifferently, "Thank you, Mr. Aydan, but we have booked a hotel. We will go to your company at ten o'clock tomorrow morning to discuss our cooperation."

Aydan was slightly stunned and looked up at Fred.

However, Fred still looked calm and elegant. He just nodded at Aydan and then turned to a car over there.

Aydan stood still to see Fred off with his people. He patted his face to make himself less sleepy.

Fred was a wolf in sheep's clothing.