Chapter 41: Chapter 41

"There's no bone shift, I think it's just a slight fracture." Fran said while hanging Ray's arm with an arm sling. "Go to the hospital for a CT scan tomorrow. You can't drive, so—"

"I will accompany him," Alexa cut him off.

The eyes of everyone in the room looked at her, except for Adam who was standing near the chair. She was a little awkward, but the feeling of tension a moment ago made her heart sink a little.

"It doesn't matter if you can drive," Fran said flatly.

"I can't." Her lips trembled slightly.

Woman who were used to having a tough and confident attitude, at this moment may be because of the tense situation, looking confused and dazed. Ray felt a little sorry for her.

"Anyone can drive, as long as it's not Adam."

Ray was confused. "Huh, what's the problem?"

Fran patted Ray's arm as a last resort to show his annoyance, no matter how the man whimpered. Adam, who helped him put together the medical kit, was immediately kicked out rudely.

"Adam, what did you do to him?" Ray complained. "I told you not to disturb him, Fran's heart is so sensitive like a woman."

"You dare speak again?"

Ray made a gesture of locking his mouth.

This time it was Alexa's turn to help Fran, and was not rejected, because Ray's injuries were not serious, there was not much equipment used and everything was in the bag.

Fran looked at Ray once again. "Fire this guy right now. He almost drove me into the river."

"You did?" Ray asked Adam seriously.

Adam looked down. "I'm sorry Mr. Sanders."

In his heart, Fran sneered.

Just for your information, he once experienced trauma from riding in a high-speed car. After recovering from the trauma, he started to be able to drive, but he couldn't speed on the roads, or his mind would be shaken.

Today, twice he felt like his heart was going to give out; first when Adam said that Ray was dying, second when Adam took him away in a speeding car.

As his best friend, Fran felt he had the right to tell Ray to fire a driver like that!

"This is ointment for bruises." Fran took out an ointment on Alexa, he knew that giving it to Ray would be useless. "The bandage can only be worn until the next medication is administered. Don't do too much activity with your hands."

"Hmm ..." Ray closed his eyes, his face pale and covered in cold sweat.

"Are there any other injuries besides that? Didn't his head hit by rock too?" She asked.

"The first thing I checked was his head and it was fine. He's experienced worse and almost died," Fran said half-sarcastically. "It should only be wounds like this, he doesn't need to pretend to be weak in front of women."

But the sarcasm didn't work because Ray had pretended to be dead.

Fran kicked his leg. "Why are you sleeping?"

Still closing his eyes, Ray answered, "Thank you, I'll transfer the money later."

"Stop thinking about money, and come home with me." Fran said seriously before looking at Alexa. "Mrs. Greisy, with today's incident, that means your house is not safe. We won't know when the thug will return to take revenge. Before that happens, you have to find another place to live."

'Thug?' She laughed dryly in her heart.

Previously, she also thought the same thing. It's just that, she is considering where she lives for the time being.

Renting a hotel? Hell no!

She just earned a lot of money to survive and she has to spend it staying in hotels?

Everyone knows, getting a house in a short time is difficult. Not to mention having to take care of a lot of moving, adjusting to the place of work and so on. She also had to think about how Fillo should get used to the new environment. It doesn't seem that easy.

—Unless Ray is willing to offer her a place to stay, she actually won't refuse.

Suddenly Ray sat up straight. "Alexa, you can stay in my villa."

Oh. That's right, Ray!

"What?"

"Please don't misunderstand," Ray said quickly. "I'm just worried if that man comes again to bother Fillo and you."

She moved her eyes restlessly.

Living in his villa? Of course this was planned, right? If she managed to get close to him, her plan would definitely be easier to carry out.

But ...

"But I think your villa is too big for me and Fillo. I ..."

"I can stay with you."

She looked up, saw the seriousness in his eyes and couldn't believe that this was what she wanted. But a woman can't be too cheap, she should not be easy.

"No, Ray. I've given you a lot of trouble today."

Although the idea was quite good, she couldn't look too cheap. She had to refuse a few more times and see if this stupid man would persuade her. Then she will take full advantage without looking at other things.

He looked disappointed, but he tried to understand. "Then where are you going? Do you have another place to stay for a while?"

Difficulty showed on her face. 'Come on, you persuade me again!'

Ray, "If you insist on staying here, I can bring some of my men as guards. I can also accompany you here, if you feel afraid. How about it?"

'Who's afraid? Me? Hahahahaha! Of course I'm scared! What if Bryan really comes back to take revenge on me?' She said to herself.

Actually, there are many benefits that can be taken from this incident, such as staying with Ray to be closer to him, to take his heart, become his lover and destroy him as badly as possible. It's just that seeing his anger at Bryan made her realize one thing, that he might not be that bad.

And after she thought like that, then she would remember how five years of her life had suffered because of this bastard.

If they became close, even if she was wrong about the father-son relationship between Ray and Fillo, it wouldn't matter. At least before she discovered that it was a mistake, she would do exactly the same way Ray would do.

—That is, carrying out a DNA test secretly.

With this, she wouldn't be wondering between being sure and not being sure.

"I think that would be more troublesome for you," she pretended to think hard. "Or put it this way, I agree to live in your villa, but consider this as my redemption for today's events."

"Alexa, no one can predict an accident. Either it's me or you," Ray answered softly.

His blue eyes were far from cold, different from the first time she met him after she was became pregnant. His voice, his expression, even everything about him seemed arrogant and haughty. But talking to him there was a feeling of warmth that was felt.

Sometimes she thought, did she really recognize the wrong person?

... to be continued ...