Wife is a Lawyer

Chapter 263 Is it really a coincidence?

"That wouldn't dare, in case it's another Hongmen Banquet."

Adriana withdrew her gaze, leaned back in her seat and put the blindfold back on, not forgetting to say,

"Please keep quiet, I need to rest."

The words show that they don't want to talk to him.

"Good, good, quiet, quiet."

Harlee nodded and didn't say anything.

Meanwhile, the office of the president of Alston Group.

"What do you mean, Adri went abroad?" Peter was a bit taken aback and asked again, "With whom?"

Hank shook his head, "Only went alone. But ...... Mr. Soto seems to have taken the same flight." His

seemingly unintentional reminder, but let Peter into a deep thought.

Sloane had told him about Adriana dining with Harlee, and this time Adriana was leaving the country

without anyone else, yet she was on the same flight as Harlee.

Could it be that it is really a coincidence?

He couldn't be sure.

"Boss, this is the ticket for the nearest flight booked for you."

The meticulous Hank stepped forward and placed the ticket in front of Peter.

Peter's brow knitted slightly, picked up the ticket on the table and looked at it, falling into silence.

"Right. I also just learned that one of Harlee's new companies is in the same building as the young

lady." Hank suddenly remembered something important and informed Peter truthfully.

"I got it."

Peter waved his hand and gestured Hank out.

I got up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office, looked at the prosperous Waverly

metropolis, with all the traffic, but inside I was immersed in gloom.

Los Angeles.

The flight arrived in Los Angeles at seven o'clock in the morning.

Adriana had already called Anne on the way and asked her to come and pick up the plane.

"Adri, there was a temporary incident at the company, I asked the company's Xiao Wang to drive over

to pick you up."

Just after getting off the plane, Anne's phone call came through with an explanation of the situation.

"Okay, I got it."

Adriana knows that the Los Angeles side of the company is harder for Anne to take care of alone, so

naturally she won't bother with that.

"What's wrong, no one picked you up?"

Next to him, Harlee placed one hand in his suit pants pocket and pushed his trolley case with the other,

in a comfortable posture, boasting of his dashing style. "Where are you going? I'll drive you there."

Adriana limped forward, holding her trolley case.

Who expected to be in the crowd, a person behind her accidentally bumped her directly into.

"Ah~"

She let out a cry of surprise and her body crawled straight toward the ground.

Harlee subconsciously tried to hold her up, but was still a step too late, and Adriana had fallen to the

ground, the heavy trolley case smashing against her injured foot.

"Well ......"

She fell to the ground, her face distorted with pain, unspeakably wretched.

"Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me."

The pedestrian who knocked down Adriana looked guilty and leaned down to pull the trolley up, then

tried to help Adriana up, but Harlee got the jump on her.

"Are you okay?" Harlee asked as she held her up.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. Is your girlfriend okay?" The passerby worriedly inquired about the situation.

"Who's his girlfriend!"

"What do you think?"

The two men spoke in unison.

After that, each looked at the other, her cute little face wrinkled in pain with anger, and he looked at her

with a smile on his face.

The passerby wrinkled his eyebrows and directly shoved a business card to Adriana, "Beauty, I'm sorry,

I'm really sorry. This is my business card, can you contact me directly if there is anything? I'm in a bit of

a hurry and need to take care of something, sorry, sorry."

The middle-aged man apologized repeatedly and then hurriedly left.

"Eh, hello? ...... ouch ......"

Adriana wanted to call the man back, and accidentally moved her foot, but felt the pain drilling through

her heart.

"Don't move!"

Beside her, Harlee scolded lightly and pointed to her foot, "It's bleeding and you can't see it?"

After he said, Adriana looked down and saw that the apricot colored flat shoes had turned red and

obviously left a lot of blood.

At this point, the passengers disembarking the plane had already finished, and the flight attendants

were disembarking one after another.

"You wait a minute."

Harlee barked a word of advice, then walked up to a stewardess, exerted the gentlemanly appearance

of an elegant gentleman, and said to the first stewardess in an extremely seductive and melodious

voice, "Hello, my friend's foot is injured, could you please help me pull the linens while I carry her?"

As soon as the stewardess saw Harlee's handsome and incomparable, peach blossom eyes invisibly

overflowing with amorous eyes, she was seduced by his electric eyes and immediately nodded, "Yes,

no problem."

"Pretty women are really kind and lovely."

Harlee smiled and turned around to hand the two suitcases to the flight attendant.

Then turned and walked to Adriana's side, squatted down and turned her back, "Come up, I'll carry

you."

"No, I can do it myself."

She didn't bother to let Harlee carry her.

"I was wrong about the Western restaurant, this time I'll take it as an apology to you." He was once in a

while serious.

Adriana's paws really hurt, seeing that they were already bleeding a lot, so she had no choice but to

lean down on his back, "Thanks."

She thanked extremely uncharacteristically.

Reluctantly.

Harlee got up with her back, "Don't force yourself if you don't want to say thank you."

Adriana: "......"

"It looks pretty light, but it's pretty heavy to carry."

"The fact that you can't carry it only means you're not physically fit." She teased.

The words fell, suddenly heard a side of the stewardesses laughed, Adriana hindsight realized that just

now the words are easy to make people misunderstand.

Then a blush of shame, the white cheeks flushed.

Walking out of the airport lobby, the people Anne sent over had not yet come, so they got into Harlee's

car at his request, took their luggage, and went straight to the hospital.

After some tests, the doctor gave the results ......

"The sweltering heat caused the wound to become infected, requiring hospitalization for observation

and anti-inflammatory injections to avoid tetanus."

Harlee translated the doctor's words.

Adriana gave her a blank look, the look as if to say: I understand, do not need you to translate.

He then communicated with the person holding fluent English, explaining that he had something that

prevented him from being hospitalized.

Eventually, at the request of the doctor, I was hospitalized and hooked up to a drip.

"I'm sorry for your trouble today, my friend will be here later, you can go now." Adriana said as she

leaned on the hospital bed and looked at Harlee.

"Tsk ...... I find that women like you are particularly ...... flip-flopping. Just now is the little master I carry

you to the hospital, how a good word is not?"

Harlee moved a chair, sitting backwards across the chair, arms propped up on the chair back,

eyebrows raised at Adriana, smiling.

"What do you want to hear that's good?"

Adriana didn't look good, "I threw up all over you at the bar that day, though it was my fault, but if you

hadn't been so calculating, how would there have been so many things behind."

"To put it mildly, you are still at fault."

"You ......"

She was dumbfounded and didn't want to continue arguing with him, looking sideways in the direction

of the window, "Mr. Soto is busy with his day-to-day business, it's better for you to go busy with your

own business, otherwise I can't afford to lose your time."Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.