The Stolen Life

When Aya woke up again, she sniffed the air.

The whole place was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant.

She opened her eyes slowly.

Looking around, she realized she was in a hospital.

She sat up abruptly, then immediately reached for her forehead with her hand.

Her head was dizzy.

"Ouch! What's going on with this patient?"

The nurse said, "You have a mild concussion. You can't sit up so suddenly. Lie down quickly."

The nurse quickly reminded her.

She secretly felt her empty pockets and looked at the nurse guiltily. "How much is my medical bill?"

"Can you give me a discount?"

The nurse chuckled.

"Don't worry about the medical bill. Mr. Brown has already paid it all." "Which Mr. Brown?" She was a bit confused.

"The tall and handsome man who brought you to the hospital."

At this moment, the nurse was daydreaming with her hands on her cheeks.

She couldn't help but feel a bit puzzled.

But the fact that someone had paid her medical bill was an extremely good thing! She burst into happy laughter.

Just then, her phone rang.

"Aya, where the hell have you gone? I still haven't seen you yet. Do you not want to work anymore?"

Oh no, it was that stingy boss.

"Boss, it's not like that. I just had a car accident," Aya said.

"Do you think I'm stupid? You can come up with such an outrageous excuse. Don't even think about getting your salary this month."

The boss angrily hung up the phone.

She looked at her hand with the drip, then closed her eyes and pulled it out with determination.

The drip was torn off, and blood spilled all over the floor.

But at this moment, she couldn't care less and rushed straight out of the ward.

Bang! She collided with someone coming in from outside.

She was embraced by someone.

Their eyes met. It was him! The owner of that luxury car.

"Where are you going?"

Aya was so startled that she immediately dropped to her knees.

"I'm sorry. I don't have any money and I can't afford to pay for your luxury car. I was wrong. You can beat or scold me, and I'll take it."

She suddenly hugged Goden's thigh and cried out.

Seeing her like this, Goden couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for her.

So he reached out and helped her up.

"When did I ever say that I wanted you to pay for the car? It was my driver who accidentally hit you. It should be me compensating you." She looked into Goden's earnest eyes.

She began to wonder if it was really Goden who had hit her.

But she clearly remembered that she was in a hurry, driving too fast and even against the traffic.

She gently patted her head. Had she lost her memory?

"Alright, you must be hungry. I brought you some food. Come and eat," Goden said.

Aya opened the lunch box.

"Wow, it smells so good. This is so high - class."

These delicacies were something she had only seen on the dining table of the Keats family.

Someone as low - class as her didn't deserve to eat such things.

She looked at the man in front of her. "Why is he being so nice to me? He not only paid my medical bills but also brought me such delicious food."

The doubts in her heart grew even stronger.

But at this moment, her stomach rumbled loudly.

She touched her stomach, and her face turned bright red in an instant.

Forget it, she couldn't care less.

She directly picked up the spoon and started eating.

"Umm, the food of the wealthy is indeed delicious."

Goden watched the little girl in front of him as she ate.

She was like a little pig protecting its food, and it was really cute.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly, and his heart seemed to be struck by something.

Perhaps even he himself didn't know that at this moment, he had already fallen for the girl.

When they were leaving the hospital, he somehow, as if driven by some impulse, asked Aya for her contact information.

Aya had never experienced much love and care since she was a child. This was the first time someone had been so kind to her.

So she agreed.

Later, after a long time of getting along, Goden also learned about the girl's difficult living situation.

"Aya, why don't you come and work in my company? This way, it'll be easier for me to take care of you."

" I understand your good intentions, but my educational background is low. I didn't go to university. Will your company really hire someone like me?"

Aya was very nervous in her heart.

She was afraid that he would look down on her.

"Silly girl, I just want to have more time to be with you."

Upon hearing these words, Aya was stunned.

Now her mood was as turbulent as the surging tide.

She summoned up her courage and asked,

"Brother, do you like me just a little bit?"

The moment she asked this question, her face instantly turned red. She waited for a long time, but there was no reply from the other end of the phone.

Aya smiled self-deprecatingly.

Sure enough, how could anyone possibly like her?

Just as she was about to hang up the phone.

"Aya, I love you."

At this moment, she was overjoyed and didn't know how to describe her current mood.

Perhaps this was the feeling of happiness.

She covered her mouth and pinched her arm hard.

It hurt. It wasn't a dream.

It was real. It turned out that someone like her was also worthy of being liked by others.

Suddenly, the space tore apart, and she fell into a lake. It was so cold.

"Aya,Aya!"

Stop arguing. I really want to go to sleep. Who on earth is calling her?