Chapter 203
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Bertha turned and walked toward the door.
As soon as she turned around, Derek couldn't stand the fishy taste that suddenly rose in his chest. He quickly covered his mouth with his hand and silently vomited a mouthful of blood.
Bertha is sharp, she hears very small noises.
She just walked to the door but turned around to look back.
Derek was on the hospital bed with his head bowed, his left hand still under the blanket, his right hand holding a spoon to eat porridge.
His eyelids drooped, his long curled eyelashes trembled, and he did not look at her.
Bertha frowned, not hearing, she opened the door and walked out.
Except for Tommy who stayed at the hospital, the other bodyguards quietly followed her.
"You don't need to follow me, go home first and wait for me."
'Huh, Mistress?"
Donald didn't stop her but saw her going in the opposite direction.
Bertha quietly went to the doctor to treat Derek.
Walking to the office door, she walked straight in, lightly knocking on the table, her voice serious. 'Hey, I want to see Derek's lab report."
The doctor was stunned and did not move.
After Bertha revealed her identity, the doctor immediately sealed Derek's medical records on the computer.
'Even though he's physically very weak, there's nothing wrong with him."
The doctor gave her the test.
She accepted, looked at it seriously, then asked again. 'What about the wound on his back?"
'It was a burn caused by ordinary concentrated sulfuric acid. Applying medicine for a while is good. Be careful not to get it wet, but... after the wound heals, it will leave a scar, which won't be pretty."
Bertha turned over the test sheet, it showed that Derek's body had no major problems.
Is it really that simple?
So why is Derek so unusual today?
She always felt like something was wrong, something was strange, but she couldn't put it into words.
"Really? Doctor, don't hide from me." She stared at the doctor, insistent.
The doctor's expression was calm, not like he was lying. 'That's right, Miss. Bertha, these are the results of Mr. Derek."
Maybe she's thinking too much?
Bertha withdrew her thoughts, her expression stern. 'About me coming here, if Mr. Derek asked, please keep it a secret."
The doctor understood and nodded in agreement.
Waiting for her to leave, a completed test form appeared on the doctor's computer screen.
Looking at the abnormal physical indicators on the test form, he quietly sighed.
After leaving the doctor's office, Bertha did not stay but went directly back to the seaside villa.
As soon as Archie saw her get off the bus, he quickly appeared.
'Miss, I heard that you were taken to the police station yesterday. Did they give you a hard time?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tyrone got out of the car first, he went up and punched him.
Archie cried out in pain. He was beaten to the point of dizziness. He staggered back two steps, the corners of his mouth blue and purple.
Casey felt it wasn't enough, he clenched his fists. 'She saved you, but you dare to betray her, I have to beat you to death."
"Wait."
Archie stretched out his hand to stop him, looking at Bertha who had just gotten out of the car, his face coldly explaining. 'Mistress, I did not betray you, please listen to my explanation. If I wanted to harm you, why did I come back here, moreover, I took the initiative to contact Donald?"
Bertha glanced at him coldly. 'Let's go inside and talk."
Archie obediently followed her into the mansion's living room.
Waiting until Bertha sat on the sofa, he quietly stood next to her and reported to her.
'Last night, I seemed to see the man in black again in the bar. It was the man in the photo I gave you. Seeing that he wanted to leave, I chased him. Of course, because I was in a hurry, I told you in advance."
Elegant, noble Bertha poured tea, her face expressionless, and spoke softly. 'Did you catch up with him afterward?"
"Are not…"
Archie is a bit depressed. 'I chased that person out of the Color bar. That person ran too fast, I couldn't catch up. But, Mistress, I always felt that this matter had something to do with the young master of Felix's house. After all, he invited you to the bar, so this matter must be his responsibility."
Bertha didn't say anything, she took a sip of tea and thought for a while, then said. "I know."
She glanced at Archie, she noticed the wound on his face. "Casey's temper is always hot-tempered. Don't compare or calculate with him. Does the wound on your face have any effect?"
Archie rubbed his face. 'I'm fine, I'm not affected at all."
'Okay, from now on you will still be like before, follow me."
'Yes, Mistress."
Bertha gently nodded. Tommy was about to go out, but he was stopped by her. 'You help me contact Bruno. If he hasn't left town yet, you tell him I'm inviting him to dinner tonight."
As she said this, she played with the teacup in her hand, her expression was indifferent, and her beautiful eyes contained vague thoughts.
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Good evening, Zannier Hotel.
Bertha originally wanted to invite Bruno to dinner.
But after Bruno learned about this, he was so happy that he rented the entire terrace of the Zannier hotel.
Bertha wore a dark red evening gown, her makeup was a little darker than usual, and when her red lips were slightly raised, she was as beautiful as an elf.
As soon as Bruno saw her, his deep blue phoenix eyes never left her.
He bowed slightly towards her, elegantly extending his hand. 'Bertha, you are very beautiful tonight, you are the most beautiful little princess in this country."
Bertha's eyes were clear, she had a seductive smile.
After the two of them sat down on their chairs, Bruno was the first to ask. 'Bertha, why do you suddenly want to invite me out to eat tonight? Have you changed your mind?"
