Chapter 118
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He's injured but still wants to hide it?
Did he think that if she knew he was injured, she would not only show no mercy but also sprinkle salt on his sore spot?
Yes, if Bertha angers her, she can't guarantee she won't do it.
If Derek didn't want to talk, Bertha didn't ask anymore, she turned around and went straight upstairs.
While passing by the medicine cabinet located on the wall outside the living room, Bertha suddenly stopped. She took some medicine from the cabinet and placed it in a prominent place. In the end, she did not look back and went straight to her room.
Derek saw her do so, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.
Did she guess that he was injured, or did she know all along?
Fawn sent a group of people to kill him, does this have anything to do with her?
Who is she anyway?
After all, how many of her secrets does he not know?
Derek raised his head to look upstairs, his heart was filled with doubt, His dark eyes gradually became fearful, but it was unclear what he was thinking.
Bertha finished her shower, she came out of the bathroom when she heard a knock on the door.
There were only two people in this villa. She knew who was knocking on her door, so she quickly got dressed.
The knocking on the door kept ringing, making others very uncomfortable, and Bertha's face was also uncomfortable.
"What?"
Derek stood outside the door a bit stunned, not expecting her to change clothes so quickly.
She was wearing pink cartoon pajamas, her freshly washed hair was still wet, her skin was shiny and white, her lips were red, and only her eyes were looking at him angrily.
Her appearance is a bit adorable.
He lowered his eyes, buried all his strange thoughts in his head, and spoke. "All my previous luggage is at the old villa, I want to go out."
Bertha frowned, unable to hear, she glanced at the clock.
It is now eleven o'clock at night.
It's so late but he still wants to go out to get his luggage.
She won't believe it.
"Can not go."
She said briefly, preparing to close the door.
"Wait…"
Derek instinctively stretched out his hand to block the gap in the door. The door closed, causing his hand to get stuck. He winced in pain, his forehead covered in cold sweat.
Bertha was so frightened that she was dizzy. "Are you stupid? Why did you use your hand to block the door?"
Derek hugged his red, swollen right hand and growled. 'My hand is injured, can't you hear me? Even though we signed an agreement, I still have my rights. You can't rob me, so you don't feel it..."
Bertha interrupted him. "Stop talking nonsense."
"I just want to go back to the villa to get my things."
He said, without hesitation, his eyebrows slightly raised.
Previously, this expression of his was the type that wasn't angry but made others feel threatened.
But because he injected a special drug into his body, his skin color was also a bit whiter than before, now, that expression didn't threaten her.
The one-meter-eighty-eight-tall man stood in front of Bertha, not feeling threatening enough, like a wolf in sheep's clothing.
Originally seeing his hand injured, Bertha felt a bit sad, but when she heard him say that, she immediately reacted promptly.
'He wants to play tricks on me?'
"No, go to sleep. Tomorrow morning I will have the bodyguards pack your things and bring them here."
Derek was about to say something, but what was answered was the sound of the door slamming shut.
Immediately, his face also became gloomy. "She's too much."
After saying this, he angrily went downstairs and then went to the first floor to examine the situation.
As soon as he reached the living room door before he could even step into the yard, he was stopped by two bodyguards who jumped out from the darkness.
"You are not allowed to go out late at night. Please Mr. Derek return to your room."
Derek's face was so gloomy that he had no choice but to return to his room.
Bodyguards can check his whereabouts at any time, of course, this is Bertha's arrangement for him.
He looked at his cell phone, Derek called once, and after deleting the call history, Derek turned off the phone.
These past few days, he had been searching hard for Bertha in the mountains all night, and now he was doing housework again, which made him tired.
As soon as Derek laid down on the bed, he quickly fell asleep.
Not knowing how much time had passed, suddenly a bird's song rang out outside the window, waking him up.
Out of the darkness, Derek suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.
This is their special signal, between him and Liam.
Derek quickly stood up and walked towards the window, the light suddenly turned on.
He looked back and saw Bertha leaning against the door, looking at him seriously.
Derek stood motionless, turning his head to face her.
He did not expect that after receiving this injection, his sensitivity to surrounding objects would be seriously impaired.
He couldn't detect when Bertha had been standing at the door.
Bertha just smiled, eyes bright as sharp knives staring at him.
"Are you still not sleeping?"
Derek slightly curled his lips in response. "I'm a little hungry and can't sleep so I want to go to the kitchen."
"You wanted to go to the kitchen but you walked towards the window?"
She joked. "You want to jump from the second floor to find food?"
The sound of birds singing continuously outside the window made her realize there was a problem.
After all, the bodyguards she arranged in the yard were all A-class, not even a fly could fly in, let alone a bird.
