Spoiled By My Bossy CEO Husband

Chapter 214 May I Have A Look?

On the other end of the phone, Hank was so scared that he almost couldn't hold his phone.

"Mr. Chapman, are you... joking?"

Lottie was so cute after losing her memory!

He remembered that Lottie grabbing his neck and pressing him against the wall which almost killed

him.

Such a woman...

How could it have anything to do with cuteness?

"Was Mr. Chapman beaten silly?"

He took a deep breath. "Mr. Chapman, don't worry. I'll definitely find a way to restore Lottie's memories

as soon as possible so that you can get out of suffering as soon as possible!"

After that, he hung up the phone and rushed into the institute. "Sir, we have to speed up."

"I think this patient's husband has been beaten silly!"

Although Lottie had made up her mind to take good care of Ralph and protect him.

But it was a little difficult to carry it out.

Standing at the door of Ralph's study, she hesitated for a long time and knocked on the door finally.

"Ralph, are you here?"

Ralph's indifferent voice came from inside the door. "Come in."

Lottie took a deep breath before carefully opening the door with the tray.

In the tray in her hand was the tea that she had learned to make from Connie.

She walked slowly to Ralph with a tray in her hand and placed the cup of tea on the table.

"I prepared it for you. Take a try."

Ralph glanced indifferently at the tea on the table and then looked up at her face. "What did you just

call me?"

Lottie paused. "I'm calling you Ralph."

Ralph sitting on the chair sighed in disappointment. He brought the cup of tea over and blew it gently.

"You never called me by my name before."

Lottie was stunned slightly.

She looked at him in confusion. "Then how did I address you before?"

If she didn't call him by his name, then what should she call him?"

Ralph?

Mr. Chapman?

"It's not Ralph, nor Mr. Chapman. It's an exclusive title that others can't call."

As if he had guessed what she was thinking, Ralph smiled and said lightly.

An exclusive title that others couldn't call...

Lottie frowned and thought for a long time.

"I used to call you... hon... honey?"

"Yes."

Ralph said with a crafty look in his eyes. "You used to call me that. I'm not used to it when you suddenly

call me by my name."

Lottie was stunned.

But she would not get used to call him honey, okay?

But...

She remembered what Connie had told her this afternoon about which Ralph had done for her...

The woman bit her lip.

Lottie decided to call him honey anyway!

After all, she had not been reserved enough in the past. That's her fault to have fallen in love with this

man at first sight and forced him to accept her!

"Hon... honey."

She bit her lip and stammered, "Is the tea I made tasted good?"

"Not bad."

Ralph gracefully put down the empty cup. "Why would you want to make tea for me?"

Lottie coughed lightly. "Connie said that she was not acclimatized here and wanted to make some tea

to drink."

"I saw how she cooked tea and learned a little from her."

"She said it didn't taste good, so..."

Ralph's face turned livid.

Did she mean that she served him this because it doesn't taste good?

"Fortunately, you like it!"

Lottie took a deep breath. "As I said, not everyone has the taste like Connie!"

Ralph bit back the words of reprimand.

He smiled and said, "Whatever you make is good."

A gentle light came to his eyes when he spoke.

Such affectionate and gentle eyes, together with his deep and attractive voice...

For a moment, Lottie felt as if he had taken her breath away.

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She bit her lip. Afraid that he would see her shyness, she quickly picked up the empty teacup and tray.

"I... I'm going downstairs!"

After that, she quickly walked out.

But probably because of being too nervous, her right foot stepped on her left foot and she fell hard to

the ground-

At that moment, Ralph rushed up and wanted to hug her, helping the beauty from falling over.

But just as she was about to fall...

Thanked for her solid martial arts skill, Lottie supported herself with arms. Then, with a carp kip-up, she

stood up from the ground.

However, although she didn't fall, the tray and cup in her hand flew out.

With a bang, the broken pieces of the teacup flew everywhere.

Ralph's hand, which was going to save the beauty, stopped in midair.

Lottie glanced at the broken porcelain shards in the distance and quickly walked over to pick them up.

But she didn't expect that the porcelain shard which seemed harmless cut her hand when she picked it

up.

"Put it down!"

Seeing her fingertips bleeding, the man behind her frowned and pulled her up with his left hand.

He pulled her and pressed her on the sofa. Then, he turned around to find the medicine chest. "A child

as young as Stella or Fabian knows that people can't touch break porcelain pieces easily. You're an

adult, don't you know that?"

Ralph reprimanded. "Or, have you lost your memory together with common senses?"

The pain on her fingertips and the man's reprimand made Lottie felt wronged and a little wanted to cry.

She bit her lip and stared at his back. "I thought my conjured health would help me from being hurt."

"Conjured health?"

Ralph narrowed his eyes slightly.

He recalled the time when she and he had just gotten married.

At that time, she was still an unknown martial arts substitute.

When injured in the filming site during the day, she would go home to apply ointment at night.

Every time he asked her, she would tell him she had conjured health and would not get hurt.

Now, he heard this word again...

Ralph shook his head helplessly and walked up to her with the medicine chest in his hand. "Who tells

that you have conjured health?"

He took out the disinfectant from the medicine chest with his uninjured hand and handed it to her. "Take

care of it yourself."

She bit her lip and noticed his bandaged hand.

"Your hand..."

She sniffed and said in a muffled voice, "Connie said..."

"You get hurt because of protecting me?"

Ralph paused and then smiled. "It's not serious. I'll be fine after resting for a while."

"It's just a little convenient to take things in a short time."

Lottie lowered her head and was silent for a moment.

In fact, from the thickness of his bandage, she knew that his hand must be seriously injured.

But he was so peaceful...

After a long while, she raised her head. "Do you have to apply medicine to your hand every day?"

Ralph nodded.

Lottie took a deep breath as if she had made up her mind, then she grabbed his injured hand and

began to untie the bandage. "May... may I have a look?"