CEO's Reborn Wife

”You’re getting old and forgetful, and you blame us normal young folks for it?” Peter Gingery thought Alexander Forest might be the most shameless person he had ever met.

”I’m old?” Alexander Forest suddenly turned to look at Nina Rice, ”Peter Gingery says I’m old, do you see me that way too?”

Before Nina could speak, Alexander Forest slapped his thigh, ”No wonder you always say you don’t like me. Are you avoiding giving me a chance because I’m older than you by several years? Nina, you can’t be like this!”

”What’s wrong with me?” Nina was shocked by Alexander’s righteous accusation, ”Tell me, what’s wrong with me?”

”Are you actually belittling me for being old? Don’t you know that men my age are in their prime? A thirty-year-old man blooms like a flower. Don’t you love flowers?” Alexander Forest sat on Nina’s sickbed, ”Take a good look at whether this delicate flower has blossomed particularly beautifully.”

Nina couldn’t help herself and slapped Alexander Forest’s face as he moved closer trying to take advantage, ”Keep your distance from me!”

Jane Sampson: ...

Peter Gingery: ...

”...” James Black held Jane Sampson’s hand, ”Let’s go.”

”Right, a thirty-year-old man is a flower, but Alexander Forest, you’re way past thirty. Should you still call yourself a delicate flower? You’re more of a wilted flower, aren’t you?” Peter couldn’t help but retort, ”In your prime, huh? In your prime and forgetful? My God, forgetting things when you’re old is one thing, but forgetting things when you’re supposed to be in your prime is even worse.”

”Wilted flower, did you hear that?” Nina burst into laughter, seeing Alexander Forest’s eyes burning with anger as he seemed like he wanted to chop Peter Gingery to pieces.

”I’m not belittling you for being old, I’m belittling you for being old and passed around.” Nina handed Peter another knife.

”...” Peter Gingery had no response for this.

He thought for a long time, so long that James Black lost his patience, and as he prepared to leave with Jane Sampson, Peter finally said a sentence.

”Having experience means you’re getting a bargain, otherwise, if everyone were like James Black, wouldn’t life be boring?” Alexander Forest thought James Black had already left the ward, so he compared him directly, ”Don’t believe me? Ask little Jane. Coaching a blockhead is especially exhausting.”

A blockhead.

Oh, no.

James Black stopped abruptly at the ward door.

And Alexander Forest was oblivious, ”I’m different; if you’re upset, I’ll comfort you. If you’re happy, I’ll make you happier. You want the stars in the sky? I’ll never give you the moon. You just ask for my life, and I’ll give it to you.”

Jane Sampson quietly took a step back, silently praying for Alexander Forest.

Good luck, kid.

”You two wait for me here.” James said, then turned to go inside and grabbed Alexander Forest’s collar, dragging him out of the ward with a face full of alarm.

Peter Gingery swallowed a gulp of saliva, ”Do you think my brother won’t throw Alexander Forest straight down the building?”

”Probably... not... right?” Jane Sampson answered hesitantly.

It’s only the third floor; to James Black, that’s not enough to kill.

Jane Sampson and Peter Gingery stayed in the room chatting with Nina. Nina was initially most worried about Sister Grace’s case, but her mother had just told her that she was taking over the case from Sister Grace, which put her mind at ease.

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