Happy Mommy Happy Daddy full novel
Chapter 85

Chapter 85 Fortunately

Hurt?

Alora frowned and subconsciously wiped her face.

"Hiss!"

When she touched her left face, she felt that someone had scratched her left face with a fingernail.

It was not very deep, but when her fingers touched it, it was still quite painful.

"Don't move around." The man held her hand in distress and carefully held her face with his other hand. "Why didn't you run?" After all, she had been a martial arts substitute for five years. He did not believe that she could not escape from that kind of situation.

Why did she stand there stupidly and let them surround her?

"I was afraid that you would come as soon as I left. What if you couldn't replace me?" Alora pursed her lips.

Moreover, those women didn't go too far. They just surrounded her and said some unpleasant words.

She was already immune to these things.

Back then, when she was set up by Celia, she had heard things that were thousands of times worse than this.

"Then can't you run away first and then call me to tell me to pick you up somewhere else?" Samir laughed.

Must you let those women surround you?

He heard what those women said. Those unbearable words were simply too much. Alora looked at him with her crystal clear eyes. "But I don't have your contact information." Samir, "..."

She actually didn't have his number? "You never gave it to me." Alora pursed her lips. "I have both Steve and James' numbers..." Samir, "..."

The man took her phone with a cold face and typed in the number. When he wrote the remark, he frowned and quietly typed Darling.

After doing all this, the man handed the phone to her indifferently. "The number is yours."

"Don't do such stupid things in the future."

Alora pursed her lips and silently put the phone away.

The atmosphere in the car was a little awkward.

Alora pursed her lips and was just about to replace a topic to talk about when he grabbed her jaw. "Does it still hurt?" The man stared at the wound on her left cheek with his bottomless eyes.

"It doesn't hurt." The woman shook her head.

He stared at her for a while. "Turn around and go to Mark's hospital."

Hospital? "No need, it's just a small injury." Alora quickly waved her hand.

"No."

"Alora, you have to remember that you are going to be an actress in the future." Samir refused with a cold face.

"Your face is very important." "You can't get hurt casually." Alora, “..."

In fact, she wanted to say that this kind of small injury could be covered with concealer!

But in the end, this was his concern for her. She lowered her head, feeling a little happy and a little sweet in her heart.

Then... let's go.

"Wow, look at this!" When they arrived at the hospital, Mark frowned and looked at Alora's wound. "It's good that you came in time!" "If you came a little later..."

His serious look made Samir frown fiercely. "What would happen?"

"If you came later, it would heal by itself!" Mark sighed.

As he spoke, he took out a band-aid and pasted it on Alora's wound.

Samir, "..." Looking at his livid face, Alora could not help but smile.

"Look, I already said it was fine."

"Go get the medicine."

Mark wrote a medicine on a piece of paper and handed it to Samir. "Some ointment. After the wound is

scabbed, apply it. Then there will be no trace of it." Samir handed it to Mathias with a cold face. "Go get it."

Mark rolled his eyes at him. "Since you worry so much."

Samir gave him a cold look and really turned to leave.

After he left, Mark couldn't help but smile at Alora and reach out to her. "My name is Mark Edmundson."

"I am one of Samir's few friends."

"Hello." Alora shook his hand politely.

She had seen Dr. Edmundson before, but she had never expected that Mark and Samir had such a good relationship

He was the first person she had ever seen who dared to joke with Samir.

"He has taken a liking to you." "Otherwise, a person like him would never be so nervous because of such a small injury." Mark turned to look at the direction that Samir had left in. "Samir doesn't really know how to express himself. He won't tell you many things on his own accord."

"But I know him quite well. If you have any doubts or questions about him, you can ask me. I will definitely tell you everything I know."

Alora paused for a moment. Only then did she understand that Mark had deliberately sent Samir away to tell her this.

"Thank you." Her heart warmed slightly. She was actually quite pleased that Samir had such a friend.

"What are you thanking me for?"

"I should be the one thanking you," Mark waved his hand. "If not for you, he would die of loneliness."

"You are the first woman he fell in love with." "He... probably doesn't like me." Alora blushed. Samir was indeed very good to her, but all of this was because she was his wife. "And."

"The first woman he fell in love with should be Steve and James' mother, right?" the woman asked, her eyes darkening.

"Not really." "Back then, Samir wanted to give her a family. After she died, he swore that he would never marry again in this life." Mark denied.

"It's just that..."

"What?" Alora frowned.

"Before that woman died, she asked him to replace a mother for the two children."

"Although he was unwilling to accept it, as the two children grew up, he slowly felt that they really needed a mother."

So...

This was also the reason why he married her, right?

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore."

As if feeling that the topic had become a little heavy, Mark laughed, "I'll tell you something interesting." "You definitely don't know. In fact, Samir had a phobia of women before." "I was treating him for almost five years!"

"Phobia?" Alora was stunned.

"Yes!"

"In the past, a woman in his company wanted to seduce him. In the middle of the night, she came to his room in her sexy underwears and was mercilessly thrown out by him!"

"That girl was especially beautiful... What a pity.."

"Then I will replace her and give her to you."

Before Mark could finish his words, he was interrupted by the man's cold voice.

The man in a white coat suddenly shivered.

"Oh, he's back."

Mark smiled stiffly and turned to wink at Alora.

"Mr. Rowan, let's go back." Alora understood and quickly stood up and walked to Samir.

Only then did Samir coldly look at Mark and leave with Alora. "What did he say to you?"

The man asked with a cold face when they got back to the car.

"It's nothing. Only you were afraid of women..."

"Actually, it's OK." Seeing that his face had darkened to a visible degree, Alora hurriedly said.

"I also hated men before."

The man frowned and looked at her, obviously not believing her.

"Really."

"I went to see a psychologist before. I couldn't stand any man touching me." Alora looked at him seriously. "And then?"

The woman's face turned slightly red. "After I married you, I recovered."