Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 1830

Tina thought that Selene was worried about Dylan in the ward.

She walked over and patted her on the shoulder. "Selene, he's okay. Don't worry!"

Selene slowly raised her head, her eyes glazed. "Is he okay?"

"Yes..." Tina found it hard to continue. With pain in her eyes, she added, "But he cannot play the piano again in the future... You can go in and take a look at him, Selene."

In the past, Selene's eyes always followed Dylan.

However, at this time, she shook her head gently.

She stood by the door just now, so she also heard what the doctor said. When she heard that Dylan's injured right hand could no longer play the piano, the taste of blood in her throat overcame her, and she felt like throwing up.

Selene was silent for a few seconds and then looked at Wilson." I won't make trouble anymore. I will go abroad as you ordered and won't come back without your permission in five years!"

Wilson and Tina looked at each other, and their eyes were full of surprise.

Wilson asked in surprise, "You've figured it out, Selene?"

After all, Selene had been resisting his order and unwilling to listen to him. She tried her best to avoid leaving this country for only one reason: Dylan was here. Leaving him would kill her.

She was unwilling to listen to him. To his great surprise, she suddenly changed her mind this time, which was really surprising.

Selene lowered her eyes and didn't say anything.

She didn't think it through, but... gave up on him.

Selene met Dylan at a concert and fell in love with him at first sight. Until now, she still deeply remembered the first time she saw Dylan-He was wearing a black tuxedo and concentrated on playing the piano, his slender fingers wandering on the black and white piano keys. He was shining in her eyes.

Selene had been spoiled and loved by every family member since she was a child, but Dylan frustrated her countless times.

When they were together, he rarely smiled, but every time he played the piano, there was light in his eyes.

Therefore, just like Tina, Selene knew music had irreplaceable importance in Dylan's life

For pianists, hands were the most precious thing.

However, to save Tina, Dylan didn't hesitate to take the risk of hurting his hands. Even if he couldn't play the piano, it didn't matter. How deeply he loved Tina that he was willing to sacrifice so much for her?!

Selene was shocked.

At that moment, she suddenly realized that her efforts were useless.

No matter how reluctant she was, no matter how hard she tried, Dylan would never be hers, nor would he fall in love with her.

For the first time, Tina saw the dejected expression on Selene's face. She asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Selene tried to force a smile but failed. She slowly got up from her chair and said, "I'm fine. See you then. I'm going home to pack my things."

Then, she left slowly.

Tina and Wilson looked at her back in a daze. When the sun shone on her back, her receding figure looked so sad lonely.

The night fell.

Tina was sitting on the sofa in the living room of the No.1 Luxurious Residence, lost in thought.

A shadow covered her head, and then Wilson sat next to her.

Her hands felt warm.

Wilson took her hand and put it on a white porcelain bowl. "You shouldn't have had lunch at noon, and you didn't eat much at night. This is the sweet porridge I asked the maid to cook. Have some!"

After leaving the hospital in the daytime, they separated and went back to work.

Tina squeezed out a smile. "Thank you!" This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

In addition to lotus seeds and red dates, there was

also honey in the warm sweet porridge, which made it fragrant and soft.

Tina took a spoonful of porridge but did not put it to her mouth for a long time- she had no appetite at all.

Wilson teased her lazily, "How old are you? Do you need me to feed you?"

He took back the bowl in her hand and put the spoon next to her mouth. "Open your mouth, ah—"

As the spoon touched her lips, Tina had to open her mouth, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Wilson fed her the sweet porridge one spoonful after another as if he were taking care of a baby.

Her stomach was full of sweet porridge, but she couldn't help feeling bitter in her heart.

Wilson asked, "Are you still thinking about Dylan?"

"Yes!" Tina nodded without hiding anything from him.

Wilson could guess it.

Dylan saved Tina, at a high price. Even he was overwhelmed by feelings of guilt, let alone Tina.

They should pay the debts.

If Dylan couldn't play the piano, Tina would always feel guilty about that in her life.

"Thump, thump, thump!" A burst of footsteps ran over.

Isla ran from the back of the sofa to them. Her big, watery eyes looked clear and innocent.

Isla threw herself on Tina's knees, raised her baby fat face, and asked in a childish voice, "Mom, have you encountered any troubles?"

Tina touched her head. "No, I'm just a little sad."

Isla climbed onto her laps, wrapping her arms around Tina's neck, and smacked her cheek, saying, "Mom, I'll sing a song for you to make you happy. When I sang it in kindergarten today, all the teachers were laughing happily!"

After that, her crisp and sweet voice sounded in the living room.

Children could easily comfort people's minds. Her tender voice, like a spring breeze, blew the gloominess in her heart.

Isla pressed her face against Tina's cheek and said with a smile, "Mom, I'd like to be a sweet and good girl to bring you warmth and happiness!"

Wilson took her hands with his and wrapped them tightly in his warm palms, offering her some warm power. "Tina, we will always be by your side to share your sorrow and joy!"

With them gazing at her gently with concern. Tina was moved.

Especially Wilson, his long and slanted eyes behind the glasses looked particularly deep as if they could see and touch her soul.

Isla blinked her eyes and jumped off Tina's legs flexibly. She tilted her head and said, "Mom and Dad, I'll go and ask the maid to take me to a shower. Have fun!"

Then, she jumped away.

Since Isla called Wilson dad, she walked out of the shadow of being out of love and had not been against their display of affection for a long time.

Tina laughed, and then Wilson's thin lips fell on her lips.

The sun was shining brightly in the afternoon, making people feel warm and pleasant.

In a conference commercial building, Tina and her colleagues came out with equipment. They had just finished an interview nearby and were ready to go back to the TV station.

The TV station's car parked on the side of the road, waiting for them.

When they came out of the building, a familiar figure walked out of the office building aside.

When the middle-aged man saw her, his eyes lit up and he strode over. "Miss Hall!"