A Vengeful Bride novel Chapter 505

After taking a few sips of the soup, Mignon looked around the whole ward, but she did not see Nacho. Then she asked Joanna with a worried face.

Hearing this, Joanna's face trembled slightly, and Amelia also looked at Mignon with a disturbed expression.

Joanna and Amelia knew that Mignon was still thinking about Nacho.

But... Nacho hadn't been found yet. It seemed that Mignon really missed Nacho and wanted to find him.

"Mignon..." Amelia bit her lip and called Mignon by her name.

"Yesterday... I saw Nacho... It was him who sent me to the hospital, right?" Mignon knew that Joanna and Amelia thought she was out of mind, she looked at the door in a daze and murmured.

"No, it was not Nacho. It was Alvin who sent you to the hospital." Looking at Mignon like this, Amelia felt heavyhearted and explained to her in a hoarse voice.

After hearing Amelia's explanation, Mignon immediately shook her head.

"No... it was Nacho. You're lying to me! Where is Nacho now? Why doesn't he come to see me? Why?"

"Mignon, don't be like this. Your wound has just been stitched up. Don't move." Seeing Mignon's excited face, Amelia and Joanna stepped forward and held down her moving body.

"Abigail, tell me, where is Nacho? Where is he?" Mignon grabbed Amelia's hand, looked at her stubbornly and asked with a pale face.

"Mignon..."

"Mignon, what are you doing?" Alvin happened to come in at this time. When he saw Mignon moving her body, he walked to her and said with annoyance.

There were tears in Mignon's eyes. She looked at Alvin and said in a hoarse voice, "Alvin, did you see Nacho? Answer me, did you see him?"

Joanna and Amelia looked at each other and then looked at Alvin with sombre eyes.

There was a mournful expression on Alvin's face. He sighed and comforted Mignon, "Be good, you are very weak now. Don't think too much. I have sent someone to find Nacho and we will soon find him."

"I saw him. Why did he hide from me? Why?"

"You go back first. I will take care of her here." Alvin knew that both Amelia and Joanna were busy. Looking at Mignon who was very excited, he said to Joanna and Amelia blandly.

Joanna nodded and said with depressed eyes, "Sorry to trouble you."

Alvin was a good person, and Joanna trusted him very much. If Alvin was here, he could take good care of Mignon.

"Mignon, Joanna and I will come to see you later. Don't think too much." When Amelia left, she held Mignon's hand and said like this.

After Joanna and Amelia left, the whole ward became extremely quiet. Alvin picked up the chicken soup on the table, scooped up a spoonful of the soup and fed Mignon as he comforted her, "Drink the chicken soup first."

"Alvin, didn't you see Nacho when you sent me to the hospital yesterday?" Mignon raised her head and asked Alvin hoarsely.

Hearing her question, Alvin said with determination in his eyes, "I didn't see Nacho. Mignon, stop thinking about it."

Mignon's slender eyelashes trembled. She said with a dispirited look, "I see. I'm a little sleepy and I want to have a good rest."

"Okay, I'll stay here with you." Alvin showed an unusually gentle expression and said. He rubbed her hair tenderly with his fingers, and his movements were particularly intimate.

Maybe Mignon was really tired. After saying these words, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Her face was still pale, and her lips looked very sick. Looking at her like this, Alvin felt grieved in his heart as if his heart was hit by something.

He really wanted to take care of Mignon, but Nacho seemed to be the only one she loved.

"Mignon, I will take good care of you, okay?" Alvin sighed and rubbed Mignon's face softly.

The cold wind outside the window blew up the blue curtain, which seemed to sigh and finally disappeared.

In the middle of the night, a man in black quietly pushed open the door of the ward.

He came to Mignon's bedside cautiously and looked her who had fallen asleep with infatuated eyes.

He sat by the bed and reached out to rub her tender cheeks slowly. Then he lowered his head and kissed her pale lips.

"Mignon, you have to be stronger and take good care of our son, do you understand?"

"Nacho." Mignon, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly murmured Nacho's name.

Nacho's body suddenly trembled. He thought that Mignon was awake, but she just let out a cry and then didn't speak anymore.

Looking at Mignon who had fallen asleep again, Nacho's eyes were sombre.

He could only hide in the corner and secretly look at Mignon. He couldn't do any other things except for this.

When he saw that Mignon was in a better spirit, he was rather happy.

"You look much better."

Alvin chuckled at Mignon with tender eyes.

Mignon knew that it was Alvin who saved her, otherwise, she and her child would have been in danger. She had not thanked Alvin formally.

Hearing Mignon's thank, Alvin said with a dejected face, "Mignon, actually, I don't need you to thank me. I'm willing to do anything for you."

"Alvin." Although Mignon knew that Alvin loved her, she had no way to repay him.

In this life, the only one she loved was Nacho. It was impossible for her to fall in love with the other man and repay Alvin. "Well, have a good rest. Don't think about it too much. Leave Egbert to me. Since he dares hurt you like this, I won't let him go." Alvin's gentle face suddenly turned apathetic and malicious. He looked at Mignon and said to her.

Looking at Alvin's grim face, Mignon nodded slightly and said, "Okay, thank you."

She had no way to fight against Egbert, but she would not let Egbert go because he hurt her again and again. Since Alvin was willing to help her deal with Egbert, she did not refuse.

After Alvin left, Joanna touched her chin and looked at Mignon with a mischievous face.

Being stared at by Joanna, Mignon's body trembled slightly and said with embarrassment, "Joanna, why are you looking at me like this?"

Joanna looked at the door and said with a smile, "I just think that Alvin is a really good man."

He treated Mignon very well. If Nacho really died, Alvin would be a good choice.

"Joanna, I love Nacho." Mignon knew what Joanna meant. She clenched her fists, looked at Joanna stubbornly and said slowly.

Hearing Mignon's insistent words, Joanna felt a little worried and mournful.

She looked at Mignon's face and said in a soft voice, "Mignon, have you ever thought about that, maybe..."

Nacho hadn't been found yet. Perhaps, what those people said was right. Nacho was blown up into pieces in the explosion and couldn't be found anymore. Maybe he had died.

"No, he's still alive. I know that he didn't die." Looking at Joanna stubbornly, Mignon said.

Joanna looked at Mignon with a complicated expression and didn't speak anymore.