Love Comes To Me
Chapter 1495: It Must Have Something to Do with Paulina

The next day, Mr. Edgar and Mr. Dulce also arrived.

"Paulina, how are you feeling now?" Dulce looked at Paulina with distress, "Wasn't the person well the other day, why is this happening all of a sudden?" Paulina smiled weakly, "I just got caught in the rain and caught a cold, nothing serious."

"How did you get wet?" Dulce's brow furrowed, "What are you doing out here in this rain instead of staying inside?"

"Because of work." Not wanting him to worry too much about her, Paulina turned the tables on him and asked, "What are you all doing out here, where's Grandpa?" She turned her head to look at Edgar and Edwina.

"You don't have to worry about your grandfather, he's taken care of naturally. It's you, on the other hand, who has to take care of yourself." said Dulce as she patted his hand. Paulina nodded, "I will."

"You better keep your word and next time I'll have to scold you." Dulce warned her with a stern face.

Paulina couldn't help but lose her smile, "Don't worry, Aunt, I'll do as I say."

"Mom, you and Edwina go buy fruit, we came in a hurry and didn't bring anything." Edgar said loudly.

"No, cousin, I'm already ... happy you're here," Paulina said, halfway through her refusal, when she saw Edgar shaking his head.

She reacted with a jerk, daring to think that her cousin was trying to detach himself from his brother-in-law and Edwina....

"Hey, I forgot if you didn't tell me." Dulce slapped her thigh, looking disgusted, and got up, "Paulina, Edwina and I are going out for a while, we'll be back soon."

"Be careful on your way."

After watching Dulce and Edwina leave, Paulina looked away and looked at Edgar, "Cousin, do you have something to say to me alone?"

"Hmm." Edgar nodded, "Marcos told me it's not just a cold and fever you have, it's because of the virus you have in your body." "Marcos told you that?"

"He didn't tell me, were you going to keep it from me?" Edgar gave him an uncomfortable look, "I'm your cousin, not a stranger." "I know. I just didn't want you to worry."

It bothered him a little that so many people had been alarmed by his illness this time.

If they all knew again that the virus in her body was showing signs of attack, then they would have to be very worried.

Seeing the guilty expression on her face, Edgar sighed lightly and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell them. I'm the only one who knows." "Thank you, cousin." Paulina looked at him gratefully.

Edgar smiled softly, "But you have to take care of yourself in the future, you can't let the virus have a chance to take advantage of her."

"I know." Paulina smiled, slightly annoyed. "I was too careless this time, there won't be a next time."

Edgar walked over to her and stroked her head, "Relax, aside from Almeida they will find a way to develop a drug to deal with the virus, I will also have someone research the virus, there will always be a way." "Mmm."

Paulina's heart suddenly stopped clogging.

It had been hard to know that the virus in her body might attack, and it had been like a absorbent cotton blockage in her heart.

But now, it wasn't uncomfortable at all.

Because with so many people taking care of her, she would be fine!

...

Blythe had been waiting for "good news" ever since she had sent the perfume. That day, she had just finished a meeting and was leaving the conference room.

The assistant rushed up to her and whispered in her ear, "Paulina is in the hospital."

Her eyes lit up and she turned her head to stare at the assistant, "Are you serious?"

"A thousand times yes. She's been hospitalized." The assistant told her exactly what she had been told.

Blythe burst out laughing, "Great, I've finally waited for this day!

Paulina, Paulina, you couldn't have stood up for me!

Blythe's face was smug as she walked quickly to her office.

"Is the meeting over?" Winston, sitting on the couch, saw her enter and closed the magazine he was holding, put it on his desk and got up to walk toward her.

"You look happy, don't you?" asked Winston suspiciously as he saw her face full of smiles.

It had been a long time since he had returned to China and he had rarely seen her so happy.

He was genuinely curious to know what was going on that she was so well.

Blythe raised an eyebrow and sold, "I guess."

"Guess?" Winston lost his smile, "I bet it has something to do with Paulina."

"Smart." Blythe snapped her fingers as she sat back in her office chair and looked at him, "Paulina's in the hospital. If I'm right, it's the medication that's kicking in." "Oh?" Winston raised an eyebrow, "You're sure?"

"Of course I'm sure." Blythe narrowed her eyes slightly, a grim look on her face. "If it was a minor problem, would she have been hospitalized?"

Winston thought a moment and nodded, "That's true."

Blythe's fingers tapped the desk, looking thoughtful.

Seeing this, Winston spoke up and asked, "What are you going to do now?"

Blythe looked at him, a sneer curving the corners of his mouth, "As a partner, it makes sense for me to visit."

At that, Winston frowned sharply, "You're going to see Paulina?"

"What, I can't?" asked Blythe without replying.

"Of course you can't. It's just that it's not too rash for you to go there like that." Winston always felt out of place. After all, she and Mark didn't know each other very well.

"There's nothing wrong with that, I just wanted to go and see Paulina in her miserable state."

Hearing that, Blythe burst out laughing, with a particularly smug smile.

Winston watched her silently, his eyes sewn shut.

...

"Mrs. Leoz, I'm sorry to see you so late."

Paulina's mouth twisted slightly as she looked at Blythe, who was smiling sweetly in front of her.

For some reason, she couldn't seem to get attached to Blythe.

Something didn't seem right to her, but she couldn't pinpoint it.

"Here, these are lilies, for you."

With that, Blythe placed a bouquet of flowers in Paulina's arms.

A familiar scent instantly wafted up her nose.

"Ah-choo!" Paulina sneezed violently, holding the flowers in one hand, raised a hand to rub her nose and reluctantly smiled, "Thank you." The scent of the flowers was familiar to her, as if she had smelled them somewhere before.

He tried to smell them again, but could only smell a floral scent and nothing else.

Had it been her own illusion?

Paulina frowned.

Before she had come, Blythe had sprayed some perfume on the flowers.

Only this time, the perfume dissipated more quickly, and Paulina should have smelled it, but she probably didn't smell it clearly either. This time, she had also mixed the perfume with drugs.

There was a faint glint of sinister under Blythe's eyes, but when Paulina looked her way, she quickly hid it and replaced it with a full smile.

Paulina set the flowers on the bedside table and said, "Mr. Blythe, you didn't have to come. I come in with a cold, so I'll be careful about catching it." "I'm perfectly healthy, I won't."

Blythe had a smile on her face that seemed to have had a semi-permanent one, and no matter what she said it hadn't diminished one iota. It was inexplicably creepy.