The Hundred Thousand Woman
The Part 20
Veila could not refuse Wilson's order to come home with her. Either way, Wilson had helped her, letting go of her wounded hand.
Honestly, Wilson could have ignored him, after all he was not the type of man who cared about someone like Veila. However, I don't know what motivated Wilson to come over and make the wound move, which would actually be Veila's wound. At any time, the woman will keep remembering the words of her late mother, that she must be someone who knows the meaning of true return.
And now, he owes Wilson a lot. The man takes her away from Charlie, and now helps her from the glass bottle that belonged to her stepfather. A hundred thousand dollars more, a number that is not small and many of its sheets that Veila could not have imagined. According to Wilson's entitlement is a small example of retribution.
Veila was quite surprised, when she opened the back door—Wilson had told her to sit behind, seen the figure of Leo inside, smiling at him through the rearview mirror in the middle of the car. He did not know Leo any closer, so, when Leo smiled, Veila just stared and ignored him. Veila is a typical woman who only smiles at the people closest to her.
While Leo's smile slowly began to fade when he realized that Veila did not return his smile at all. Should I teach her how to smile at others? She looks annoying, Leo is impassive, a bit annoyed as well because only Veila ignored her sweet smile.
Right after Veila entered and the back door was closed, Leo's head turned as the others opened.
"What are you doing in the steering wheel, Leo?"
It was Wilson, with his hand still holding the car door, he stared at Leo fiercely. The two corners of Wilson's brows fused together as he found the corners of Leo's lips lifted, making a small smile. The man who was crazy smiled, the definition that Wilson gave Leo. Without answering Wilson's question first, the man got out of the car.
Wilson thought, Leo wants to immediately switch positions—Wilson does not like if Leo is driving, the reason is because this is his car. But the man turned Wilson's body around and pushed his shoulder. He pushed Wilson closer to the back door and said.
"Your hand is hurt, so you better rest in the back seat."
Hearing that, Wilson immediately stopped his steps and hardened his body. Sitting in the back, it seemed like he was going next to Veila, no, no, Wilson did not want to sit next to the woman.
Wilson Alexander Hovers, the man will never fire Leo just for the little things that need not be questioned, as is the case now. Leo knew very well who Wilson was, they had known him for a long time and were quite close. Unfortunately, Wilson did not know that Leo was in a secret relationship with his wife, Maureen.
Veila turned her gaze the other way as her eyes caught the motion if the car door would open. The woman saw a mess out there, in which Leo forced Wilson to sit in the back seat, and as Veila had expected, Wilson would never want to sit next to her. Obviously, they are different castes.
Wilson was only willing to share a chair with someone of his level, and Veila was only one of the people in the lower caste. Finding Wilson's attitude, Veila felt that she was so low that the rich man would not sit next to her. Hah, it's difficult to be involved in a situation like this, a moment where he has to return to Wilson.
"Aish, fuck you Leo Zhang!" It was clearly heard in Veila's ear, which meant that Wilson was now sitting next to her. For whatever sake, Veila did not want to turn her head or glance towards her right, Wilson was too creepy to glance at.
Shortly after Leo entered and began to drive the four-wheeled vehicle, he also chatted.
"Oh, the corner of your lip is also hurt. I'll pull over to the pharmacy to buy some medicine. And, Hovers, do you want to go to the doctor first or treat your own wounds?" Leo turned his gaze from Veila towards Wilson. Clearly, Leo could see Wilson throwing his gaze toward the window, as if he were not tired of seeing a crowded highway.
"Hovers—"
"Stop calling me, Hovers! How many times have I told you I don't like it when you call my marg. You're a bitch, really. If I don't remember that you're my best friend, maybe I kicked you out of my car" Wilson said.
Leo cleared his throat with his left hand rubbing his nape. Suddenly the aura inside this car became unpleasant. "Well, I won't call your march again. Then Wil, you want to go to the doctor or—"
"I'm not a kid that every wounded kid should go to the doctor. Just buy me a full set of P3K boxes, I can treat this little wound myself." Wilson cut off Leo's words, making the questioner nod and not dare to ask anything more. Then after that the atmosphere became silent, the three of them were busy with their respective thoughts.