Chapter 1193: 1195: You Actually Care About Me?

Listening to Andrew Davidson’s words, Shirley Grant sat aside, shocked, unable to compliment him. It seems human life really doesn’t mean anything to him.

"I don’t mind having something a little more thrilling with you all again, anyway I don’t care about these things."

With that, Andrew casually hung up the phone.

"Scared?"

Andrew raised an eyebrow and turned to look at Shirley sitting on the side.

Shirley was stunned for a moment, only realizing after a few seconds what Andrew meant.

"I’m not scared at all."

Shirley summoned up her courage and directly replied.

Andrew looked at her in this state and chuckled.

"Look at you now, you’re clearly afraid."

Andrew shook his head, casually set down the coffee cup.

"You’d better not go out during this period, I might be a bit busy."

After finishing, Andrew stood up and grabbed the coat beside him.

"Then take care."

Seeing Andrew hurrying to leave, Shirley immediately stood up too and said something.

As soon as she spoke, both people in the dining hall were stunned.

Uh...

Oh my! Is Shirley concerned about his safety?

Andrew found it incredibly unbelievable!

"You..."

"I didn’t say anything!"

Shirley suddenly spoke, with a serious expression.

The words just now weren’t spoken by her.

How could she care about Andrew?

That’s simply impossible.

"Alright, you didn’t say anything."

Andrew smiled and turned away from the villa, feeling good for the first time.

Although there are many things waiting for him to do next.

In the spacious villa, once again only Shirley is left alone.

For the past few days, Andrew seemed like a carefree person, hanging around all day.

She always felt very restless.

But today, watching him leave, she actually felt the villa was so empty.

It must be because it’s too big here, that’s why she has this illusion.

She finished breakfast and chose to look at the flowers and plants in the yard.

Capital Town—

Time passes quickly, in a blink it’s Monday again.

Annie Davidson is recovering well, and she can now get out of bed and move around.

Previously, she had an arrangement with Owen Lewis to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau for a divorce.

She packed her things early, dressed herself beautifully, and took a cab to leave the hospital.

Civil Affairs Bureau—

Owen Lewis had been waiting there since early morning, not because he couldn’t wait to divorce, but because he wanted to see Annie sooner.

How is her health?

Is she living well now?

All these questions haunted his heart, he couldn’t dismiss them.

Annie got out of the taxi and immediately saw Owen Lewis standing there.

Even though it had only been a few days since they’d last seen each other, she felt as if centuries had passed.

He seemed a lot more worn out.

This time, Annie began to doubt whether such a man truly doesn’t love her?

Owen Lewis looked up and saw Annie approaching from afar.

Upon seeing her, he immediately rushed over,

"Annie!"

Owen Lewis reached out to hold her arm, noticing that her face, despite having makeup on, was still very pale, feeling very distressed.

"I thought I’d come early enough."

Unexpectedly, he came even earlier.

"I..."

Owen Lewis wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked, unable to speak a word.

"No need to say more, there’s nothing to say, just let me go."