Chapter 68 Sophie is waiting for me

"Why are you in such a hurry?

"Bert Ron, I'm in a real hurry, please don't stop me."

"Yes."

Seeing that Bert was still trying to stop her, Bane bit his lip and said, "Sophie is waiting for me. She has tests today. I must come over and be with her.

The anger vanished from Bert's face, and a hint of complexity rose to his brow. He opened his mouth. "I'll take you there."

Bane paused, but acquiesced that she was not in the mood to care what was going on in Bert's heart. All she wanted was to get to Sophie as quickly as possible.

When he got into the car, Bane took out the mirror and, noticing the gauntlet on his face, took out a lipstick to hide his pale lips.

At the traffic lights, Bert looked at Bane for a moment and asked, "Bane Reed, are you going to raise Sophie alone?"

Bane paused, put the lipstick back in her bag, rubbed it on her cheek to make it less pale, and replied, "Yes, I'm going to do my best to take care of Sophie."

Bert drummed his forefinger on the steering wheel. "Will you find yourself a husband?" he asked.

Bane turned pale and said defensively, "I'm not thinking of anything more than looking after Sophie right now."

Bert said no more, and put an end to this strange subject.

There was something strange about Bert's face now, and Bane could not read Bert's look now, and she thought she was remembering something she had neglected for so long.

"You...... What are you doing in the hospital?"

She was sick and she woke up not only in the hospital, but there was Bert Ron. It was so strange.

Most important of all... His hand is as if he were raising it.

Is it, so she can get a better infusion?

But Bert didn't seem like the kind of person to be thoughtful.

No way. There's no way he could be that kind of guy. He's so honorable, he doesn't have to be.

Bert's mouth turned up. "Someone called me on your cell phone. They said you were dying."

Bane had no recollection of the coma, but when she saw that Bert did not want to speak, and could not ask questions, she smiled at him with a trace of regret.

"Always give you trouble, sorry."

"You know that."

Bane twitched the corners of his mouth. The man was mean, but what he did was not at all mean.

Most important of all...

He was always there when she was at her worst.

For a moment, Bane was in a daze. She could not remember exactly when her involvement with Bert had begun.

Her intuition told her that something might not be coincidental, that Bert Ron always showed her something profound, like the way he looked at her.

If it was about Betsy Reed, Bane wouldn't believe it.

"Mr. Ron, what are you helping me for?"

"How? Let's start, Mr. Ron, or Bert Ron?"

Bert had said this, and Bane was instantly embarrassed.

"No... No, you misunderstand..."

Bert laughed sneeringly, and said, "You don't want to have anything to do with me, and you needn't."

Bane was about to jump out of the car. To question the purpose of a man who didn't say anything when he was helping him was really a step too far.

Besides, what was Bert, and what could he want of her?

"Sorry, my bad."

Bert's face wore a slight frown.

Bane hesitated, and was about to say something, when Bert's cellphone rang in his ear, and the words fell back on his lips.

Bert put the Bluetooth headset in his ear and looked nonchalant.

"All right, you send it tomorrow to avoid any accidents, and put the list together. What?"

Bert looked in Bane's direction, said, "Leave that to yourself," and hung up.

Bane had just noticed that Bert had looked at her before he said that.

"Occupy you go first busy, I next taxi past...... I won't give you any trouble."

"Anyway, you have given me a lot of trouble, and this one is not much."

"I..."

She could not contradict him.

"The hospital."

As soon as the car stopped, Bane hurried to Sophie's room, but when he turned his head, he saw that Bert was not following him. He thought he was busy, and paid no attention.

"Mom! Why are you so late?"

Sophie was happy to see her mother coming, but angry that she was too late.

Annie was peeling an apple with a big smile on her face. "Sophie's been talking about you. You did come a little late.

Bane gave a flimsy excuse. "Something came up at the company, which delayed it."

"Mom! Take care to rest. Sophie doesn't want Mother to be too tired."

Bane touched Sophie's head and said, "As long as Sophie is well, Mom isn't tired."

Sophie nodded earnestly and smiled. "Mom, don't worry, Sophie will be fine soon. Mom, I drew today.

Delighted, Sophie pulled out the album and handed it to Bane. She was about to say something, but her eyes went behind Bane's back and she gave him a big smile.

"Handsome Uncle!

Bane turned his head and saw Bert standing in the doorway with a large box in his hand.

Without thinking, Sophie pushed Bane away and watched Bert's little face blaze with excitement.

"Handsome Uncle, why are you here? Have you come to see me?"

Sophie always had a good memory for good-looking people, as evidenced by the name she used for Bert.

His daughter this small temper, Bain or very clear, as long as it is good-looking, male or female, she is warm to treat, for example, she to the hospital of those beautiful little nurses, always a strong pretend to be lovely.

Bert Ron...

Bane had to admit that he was really good-looking.

If Bert is bad looking, then all the men in the world are bad looking.

Bert walked up to Sophie with the box. "Yes," he said with rare gentleness, "I came here to see you, and this is for you."

Bane looked at the box. It contained a Barbie doll. It was the latest, expensive version, and she had seen one in the mall near the hospital.

Sophie climbed out of the hospital bed, her eyes shining, her face glowing with excitement, and she called happily to Bert, "Handsome Uncle, what did you get me?"