A Vengeful Bride novel Chapter 482

She didn't believe that Nacho never loved her and didn't understand why he only loved Mignon. He missed Mignon so much, but treated her so coldly. She didn't know why Mignon was better than her, she was painful and said.

"Sorry, I said that I don't love you." Hearing it, Sibyl suffered a severe blow.

"I'll call a doctor for you." Sibyl wiped her tears awkwardly, got up and said to Nacho.

"Nacho, even if you don't love me, it doesn't matter. I am your wife now, and you can't change this fact." Sibyl said this and left.

Looking at Sibyl's back, Nacho staggered out of bed.

He wanted to find Mignon and tell her that no matter what happened between her and Egbert that night, he didn't mind.

Mignon wanted to visit Nacho, but she had no reason and qualification to visit him.

She often had morning sickness. In order to protect this child, she didn't even dare vomit in front of others, she could only endure the feeling of sickness painfully.

That day, she didn't go to work because she was not feeling well, and she handed over the company's affairs to her cousin. She hired a servant to cook some tonic soup for her every day.

After drinking the tonic soup, she felt a little better.

She touched her belly and looked at the fallen leaves outside the window, feeling extremely disconsolate.

She thought a lot these days. She and Nacho had come to this point, and she didn't know who should be blamed for this.

Perhaps, she could only blame herself.

"Mignon... Come out..."

When Mignon covered herself with the blanket and was about to fall asleep in the heated room, she heard someone knocking on the door.

She raised her head and thought that she had heard it wrong.

But the one outside kept knocking on the door. "Come out... Mignon..."

Nacho's voice was hoarse, and he was like a wounded beast who was roaring.

Mignon took the blanket off her body and walked toward the door in disbelief.

When she opened the door, she saw Nacho leaning against the door.

He was wearing a blue hospital uniform. His face was pale, but his eyes were extremely bright and stubborn as he stared at Mignon.

"Where... do you want to hide? Don't think about leaving me anymore!" Nacho grabbed Mignon's wrist said in a hoarse voice. He used great strength, but his hand was cold.

"Nacho, are you crazy?"

Mignon exclaimed and immediately helped Nacho into the house.

His body was as cold as ice, which made Mignon's fingers trembled violently.

After helping Nacho sit down on the sofa in the living room, Mignon picked up the phone and was about to call Paul. She wanted to ask Paul to send Nacho to the hospital, but Nacho grabbed her hand at this time.

Mignon's face suddenly turned pale, she looked at Nacho in a daze.

"Where... do you want to go?" Nacho ignored his bleeding wound and looked at Mignon stubbornly.

"Mignon, I've remembered everything."

Hearing Nacho's words, the phone in Mignon's hand fell to the ground.

Nacho pressed Mignon down on the sofa. He stared at her gloomily and said angrily, "Where do you want to hide from me? Mignon, tell me."

Mignon looked at Nacho with fear and her muscles tensed.

She pinched her palm with great strength to force herself to calm down.

"I... miss you very much. I really... miss you." Seeing that Mignon didn't speak, Nacho leaned his head against her neck and said sadly.

Mignon could feel his breathing and his sadness. All of a sudden, her eyes were filled with tears.

She slowly reached out her hand and hugged Nacho's waist. Tears ran down her face and wet her hair.

"Nacho, you fool."

Why did Nacho come to find her? She had slept with Egbert, and she didn't deserve him anymore.

"I don't mind what happened between you and Egbert that night. I found out that... I didn't... have sex with Sibyl. I wanted to tell you, but you had left. Mignon, how could you leave me?"

Nacho didn't have sex with Sibyl?