"Wow, it's so romantic. Who gave it to his girlfriend?"

"It's a happy thing to have such a man!"

"Yes, that lucky girl must be moved to be confused..."

The voices of the passers-by are endless.

Davis's beautiful eyes are full of ridicule. He looks at Alisa with a mockery and repeats what the passer-by had said.

"That lucky girl must have been moved to be confused..."

Alisa is stunned. She stops struggling.

Her clear eyes look at Davis, and the anger in her eyes turned into doubt slowly.

"Were you just going to get these balloons?"

Davis folds his arm, takes the remote control out of his trouser pocket and slaps it to the ground.

He crushes it with his foot.

"This romantic bullshit is just a lie. You are not grateful at all. It's useless to be nice to you. "

Davis says coldly and turns away.

His tall figure soon disappears into the fierce crowd.

Alisa looks at him in a daze. For a long time, she squats down and reaches for the remote control that he has trampled on.

Davis's words echoes in her ears.

You are not grateful at all. It's useless to be nice to you.

"Alisa, it's time to change the medicine." Ann rushes out of the hospital. She pushes Alisa's cart. Alisa sits on it.

Ann says strangely, "Eh, where is the young master? Just now he said that he would make some balloons. Where is he now? "

Alisa gathers up her clothes. "Ann, push me into the room. I'm tired!"

It's always weird. Ann looks around and doesn't see Davis. She pushes Alisa into the ward.

Alisa’s foot injury recovers quickly. After three days in the hospital, she leaves the hospital.

The main reason is that the hospital is too boring for Alisa to stay.

She hates the smell in the hospital.

After the quarrel that day, Davis leaves angrily and never comes back.

However, Ann says quietly later. "Alisa, did you quarrel with the young master? Why does he always come to see you in the midnight? He leaves at a glance of you."

Alisa shrugs helplessly. He is a stingy man. She has no way to deal with him.

When she leaves the hospital, she meets William at the front desk. His face is still black.

Alisa apologizes to him with great regret, "I'm sorry, William, I hurt you, I'm sorry..."

William is afraid to approach Alisa. He looks around, covers his face and smiles bitterly.

"To be honest, I would have beaten that kid up if it wasn't for you."

"Ha ha" Alisa laughs bitterly. If Davis is here, he must fight again.

William says and leaves hurriedly. "I have something else to do. Goodbye, Alisa."

Alisa smiles bitterly as he hurried away.

Davis is so mean!

"Alisa, did the young master fight with the boy?" Ann asks curiously.

Alisa says something about that day wryly, "I just asked him to help, Davis, he hit William indiscriminately. How he could do that?"

Ann's eyes flashes a trace of sympathy, then smiles again. "Alisa, it's because Davis cares about you very much. He has never fought for any woman before. "

Did he care about her? His way of caring is too violent for her to accept.

There is in the villa.

When Alisa comes home, Davis is sitting on the sofa watching the news. He sees Alisa come in, just looks at her lightly, and then he is silent.

He's waiting for her to apologize.

Alisa doesn't want to continue to be stubborn with him. She swings her wheelchair to him and climbs onto the sofa.

She makes a smile, "Are you still angry?"

Davis remains silent.

Alisa tilts her head and thinks, "What about I bake you a cake?"

Davis gets a move this time. He looks back at her lazily, and continues to say, "The cake you made is so bad to eat."

"Well, so do you want to eat?"

Davis's gluttonous stomach has been ticked out again. To be honest, he likes to eat her cake very much.

"Eat, of course, though not delicious. But since you admit your mistake, I'll be in a dilemma. "

Davis says solemnly. Alisa has a smile in her eyes.

"Well, all right! As a president, you don't care about my mistake. After eating my cake, we will make up."

Looking at Alisa's cunning smile, Davis feels calculated.

This little woman actually sets a trap for him to jump.

Hum, there's a price for cake!

"No way..."

"What else do you want?"

Davis suddenly turns over and presses Alisa on the sofa. His kiss is overwhelming.

He hasn’t touched her for three days, he can't bear it.