A Vengeful Bride novel Chapter 527

Nacho put his arms around Mignon's slender waist and whispered in her ear with a chuckle, "Fool, I believe you. So, I won't be jealous."

His words touched Mignon and her heart beat very fast.

She blinked her eyes, put her hand on Nacho's chest and gently rubbed it, "When Alvin gets better, I will come back to accompany you. You have to listen to Cedric's words and don't make a fuss. Understand?"

"Okay." Nacho smiled faintly.

They hugged each other, which looked particularly warm and eye-pleasing.

Amelia stood at the door of the ward with her cheeks blushing. She didn't want to disturb their warm atmosphere.

But she had to disturb them.

"Mignon, Nacho." After a cough, Amelia cleared her throat and called their names.

The ambiguous atmosphere was instantly destroyed by Amelia.

Mignon gently pushed away Nacho with a faint embarrassed face.

Nacho was unconcerned about it. He just frowned and looked at Amelia.

"Nacho, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Seeing Nacho looking at her with a frown, Amelia grabbed her clothes with a wronged face and looked at Nacho pitifully.

Amelia felt very innocent to disturb the intimacy of Nacho and Mignon.

"Abigail, what happened?" After hearing what Amelia said, Mignon was a little awkward. She glanced at Nacho coyly, composed her emotions and then asked while looking at Amelia.

"Something happened indeed. Alvin has known that he is blind and he is very excited now. Those nurses did not dare approach him and could not help him with his wound. Mignon, what do you think we should do?"

Amelia patted her head. It was not until she heard Mignon's question that she remembered the purpose she came here.

Hearing this, Mignon's face turned pale. She didn't expect that Alvin would know that he had become blind so quickly.

"I'll go to see him with you right now." Mignon's face darkened and she looked back at Nacho.

Nacho pinched her palm lightly and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Don't worry about me. Go ahead."

"Okay." Nacho's words made Mignon feel warm and touched.

She got close to Nacho's face and kissed his lips softly before leaving his ward with Amelia.

Watching them leaving, Nacho's eyes were a little gloomy. "Go out... Get out of here!"

"Mr. Hewlett, please... cooperate with our treatment." As soon as Mignon and Amelia entered the ward, they heard Alvin's painful roar coming from inside.

Mignon glanced at Amelia, then Amelia lowered her head in fear immediately, indicating that she didn't know what was wrong with Alvin.

Mignon's heart sank slightly. When she was about to enter Alvin's ward, a hand stopped her at this time.

The one who stopped Mignon was Lyndon.

"Lyndon, what are you doing?" Before Mignon said anything, Amelia raised her head in puzzlement, looked at Lyndon and asked.

Lyndon's eyes were cold and there was no emotion in his face. He just looked at Mignon and said in a grim voice.

"Miss Brooks, I've said that since you can't love Mr. Hewlett, you'd better stay away from him."

"What's wrong with you? Do you want Brother Alvin to die? Now the only person who can persuade Alvin is Mignon. Please get out of our way, okay?" Amelia's face was full of rage as she looked at Lyndon and said.

Lyndon didn't move. He just looked at Mignon with an indifferent face.

Mignon knew that Lyndon was doing this for Alvin. She did not blame Lyndon, nor did she blame Lyndon for treating her with such an apathetic attitude. She sighed deeply and looked at Lyndon's stern face quietly. She said slowly, "Lyndon, tell me, what exactly do you want from me?"

Lyndon lowered his head dejectedly and said, "Since you can't love Mr. Hewlett, please don't get too close to him..."

"Mr. Hewlett, you are bleeding. Please, let us treat your wound."

Before Lyndon could finish his words, the nurse's voice came from the ward. Alvin had always been a gentleman, and he seldom treated others rudely. But he was smashing things in the ward at the moment. Mignon frowned when she heard that.

She ignored Lyndon who was blocking her way and pushed away his hand. When Lyndon was trying to stop her again, she said sharply with a raging face, "Lyndon, do you really want Alvin to die?"

Mignon's dignified and cold words scared Lyndon, who had always been calm and reserved.

His fingers couldn't be too stiff as he looked at Mignon with gloomy eyes.

Ignoring Lyndon, Mignon grabbed Amelia's hand and walked into the ward.

"Alvin." When she came in, the ward was in a mess. Alvin opened his empty eyes and sat on the bed. The wounds on his body had been torn apart and blood was oozing from the wounds.

Looking at Alvin like this, Mignon pinched her palm hard and called Alvin's name with tears in her eyes.

Alvin, who was as excited as a wounded beast, suddenly trembled after hearing Mignon's voice. He growled in a low voice and roared at the air, "Get out, all of you! I don't want to see anyone!"

"Mrs. Gu, what should we do? If we don't treat Mr. Hewlett's wounds, his condition will worsen." A nurse walked to Mignon and looked at Alvin's wounds anxiously.

"Really? Will you really not leave me?" Alvin knew that Mignon might just say this to comfort him, but he was extremely excited.

His body began to tremble violently. He grabbed Mignon's hand as tightly as he could.

Mignon patted the back of Alvin's hand softly and said with a deep sigh, "I won't leave you. I promise."

"Then... what about Nacho? Can you bear to... leave Nacho?" Alvin looked at the direction of Mignon in a daze. He couldn't see anything, he could only feel Mignon's direction by hearing her voice.

Hearing Alvin mention Nacho's name, Mignon's heart skipped a beat all of a sudden.

After a long time, she opened her mouth and said blandly, "He won't be angry. Alvin, don't worry, everything will be fine."

Alvin's heart was filled with sorrow and jealousy.

He was jealous that Nacho could be loved by Mignon. He had been missing Mignon for a long time. Since the moment he met her again, he never stopped loving her, but...

Mignon's trust in Nacho made Alvin feel very jealous for no reason.

"Do the wounds hurt? I'll call a doctor for you." Mignon didn't know what Alvin was thinking in his heart. She thought that Alvin's wounds were painful, so she got up and wanted to call Alvin a doctor, but Alvin stopped her.

Alvin shook his head lightly and said in a hoarse voice, "No, I'm fine." "Mignon, go back to take care of Nacho. I'm all right now. Really."

Hearing this, Mignon was a little worried and uneasy.

She took a look at Alvin, then lowered her head and said, "Okay, have a good rest. I'll come to see you later."

Alvin turned over and faced Mignon with his back. His back looked particularly lonely and depressed, with a strong sense of resistance.

Looking at Alvin like this, Mignon sighed and got up to leave his ward.

After she left, Alvin turned over again. He clenched his fists under the quilt, and his face was filled with an indescribably desperation and frightening apathy.

There were a lot of things that bothered Amelia recently. For example, there was still no news about Tyrone, Alvin had become blind, and there was something annoyed her in school. Facing so many things, Amelia was mentally and physically exhausted.

When she came back home from the hospital, she wanted to make soup for Alvin. Unexpectedly, she saw Cornelia and Hayden sitting in the living room.

Cornelia was still as beautiful as before, but her face looked haggard, and the hair on her temples had become white.

"Aunt Cornelia, Uncle Hayden, why are you here?" Amelia was surprised to see Cornelia and Hayden. In puzzlement, she looked at them, who had just returned from Provence.

Cornelia and Hayden had been living in Provence. They rarely came back to Beijing, unless they had something important to deal with.