Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 1059 Roxy Copper Six (2)

"He definitely wants to see you." Livia turned to face Roxanne, but the lights in the room had gone out and nothing could be seen, "Mom, don't you like him? Mr. Collin is better looking than the other uncles." "Just so-so." Roxanne said, "If you go outside, you will know that many people outside are more handsome than him."

Livia seemed to be convinced, "I see." Thinking of something, she added, "But Mr. Collin, he swore to be good to you."

"When a man likes you, he can say anything sweet. If he doesn't like you, he will leave you ruthlessly, so don't have to care too much about those florid speeches, because they are all fake. He may say the same to other women." Roxanne closed her eyes. Her voice was hoarse and a little lazy.

"Is that so?" Livia was once again convinced.

After a few minutes of silence, she asked again, "What if Mr. Collin always comes to find you?"

"How long has it been?" Roxanne asked, "In this lifetime, the average lifespan of a person is sixty or seventy years. Will he do it until he dies? He doesn't know what the future is, so there's no need to take a man's promises and oaths seriously."

"Mom, I won't easily believe what other men say to me in the future," Livia said with a nod.

"Livia." Roxanne touched her face, "In the future, when you meet someone you like, you can boldly chase him. You don't have to be afraid of getting hurt, because people always have to experience it. After you experience what is pain, you will cherish the person you love."

"I don't want to experience it. If it's painful, I don't want to experience it," Livia shook her head.

"Silly child." Roxanne muttered, "I hope that the boys you meet in the future will show their hearts to you from the beginning, and you don't have to wait too long..."

Livia seemed to understand.

From the beginning to showing the heart?

Did Mother know Mr. Collin before? Why did she say it like that?

There was already the sound of even breathing in her ears. Roxanne had fallen asleep.

Livia lay on the bed and swore to herself that even if she met a man who was even more handsome than Mr. Collin, and he swore to her, she would not believe him. For a lifetime.

Mother was right, as everyone did not know what was going on, so how could they make such a guarantee?

Not reliable.

Livia closed her eyes and went to sleep sweetly.

When Collin woke up, he felt numb all ove He tried to move and found that his forehead wa in great pain. He frowned and hissed.

Footsteps came from the door. It was Roxanne that walked in with a towel.

"Are you awake?"

Collin wanted to speak, but his throat was sore.

Roxanne handed him a towel.

Collin looked at her.

"Are you waiting for me to wipe it for you?" As soon as Roxanne finished speaking, she looked at his body, "Can't you move?"

In fact, he could move, much better than yesterday.

However, Collin pretended to be paralyzed. His voice was very hoarse, "Yes."

Roxanne wiped his face with a towel.

Collin uttered the voice of a dying old man, "Water..."

"What happened to your throat?" Roxanne was stunned.

She went to pour water and helped Collin to feed him. Then, she wiped his mouth. "How was it?"

Collin was so happy but he still pretended to be in pain, "Uncomfortable..."

"Where?" Roxanne raised his hand to touch his head, "You hit a rock here, and the swelling hasn't subsided yet. Where else does your body hurt?"

She reached out to his knees and legs.

Collin almost turned on.

"Is there any food?" He asked on and off.

Roxanne went out to bring breakfast, a bowl of porridge, and a fried egg.

Wasn't it said that it was difficult to get eggs?

Collin looked at the egg and sank into thought.

Roxanne thought that he couldn't pick up the chopsticks, so she had to pick up the spoon to scoop a spoonful of porridge and fed it to him, and then she stuffed the egg into his mouth. Collin didn't have a meal last night. His stomach was very empty. He finished the fried egg in one bite. However, he ate the porridge slowly. He enjoyed the process of being taken care of. The last time Roxanne took care of him was when his wrist was injured.

Thinking about it now, Collin felt sad that he could only be cared for unless he was injured.

After finishing the porridge, Roxanne helped Collin lie down and said, "I have already asked Mike to contact your colleague."

Collin widened his eyes when he heard this.

Roxanne carried the bowl out and ignored him.

Just as she reached the door, Collin shouted, "I need to go to the toilet."

Roxanne returned and leaned against the door as she said, "Wait for Mike to return."

"I can't wait any longer." Collin lay straight, like a completely paralyzed patient, and said with his neck stiffened, "A minute later, I will..."

Roxanne put down the thing in his hand and walked over to support him.

Collin was not very strong, but Roxanne couldn't hold him and almost fell to the ground. Collin controlled himself to not completely lay his body on her. Only then did they move to the door with difficulty. "Why are you..." With great difficulty, Roxanne helped Collin to the toilet, and she gritted her teeth and said, "... So heavy."

"Help me," Collin said, leaning against the wall.

"Can't you unbutton it by yourself?" Roxanne glared at him.

Collin raised his hand, which was no different from a crippled hand.

Roxanne patiently untied him. His trousers were loose, and they slid to the ground. She quickly pulled it for him again.

This meant...

Roxanne closed her eyes and listened to the sound in her ear, her ears burning.

"Do you have a towel?" Collin asked.

"For what?" Roxanne wasn't in a good mood, and Collin shouldn't have provoked her if he understood her, but he just did that. "I like to wipe it after going to the toilet." Roxanne glared at him.

Collin looked at her calmly. "Before they come over, do you wish us to... face to face?"

Roxanne let out a breath, went out for a while, washed the towel, and passed it to him.

"I can't take it," Collin refused.

Roxanne wiped hard in return.

Then she helped him put on his pants and dragged him out.

"I have a headache and want to lie down for a while." Seeing that Roxanne was going to drag him to the yard, Collin frowned and said with a painful expression, "Go to bed." Roxanne had to resign and dragged Collin onto the bed.

When they got to the bed, she pushed him hard on the bed.

Unexpectedly, Collin still held her and directly pulled her, and they fell on the bed together.

By the time Roxanne reacted, Collin had already pressed down on her and kissed her. "Mueller..."

She couldn't make a sound.

Collin took off her clothes quickly, unlike a completely paralyzed patient.

A sound came from outside the door, but they both had feelings.

"Doctor Mueller," Roxanne gasped for breath.

He did not care.

"Collin!" Roxanne shouted.

Collin stopped.

"Go back." Roxanne tidied herself up and got up to look at him, and her eyes were hollow with no emotion, "Return to where you come from."

Like a bucket of cold water being poured over his head, Collin's enthusiasm was completely extinguished.