Domineering Lover novel Chapter 460

Tracey had turned her phone to the mute status, so no one heard that there were calls in. And Steve, who had searched Tracey for a whole night, was desperate.

He picked up the call the moment his phone rang, and Tracey felt sorry for him.

"I'm sorry, Steve. I'm in hospital."

"Hospital? Your stomach hurts again?" Steve had seen the paroxysm once.

Back then, Tracey had been indefatigable to start a company. And the irregular diets resulted in the paroxysm of her gastritis, which scared Steve to death.

Since then, Steve had prevented Tracey from overwork. Now he recalled her feeble voice last night and realized that she had been sick then.

'D*mn it, how should I have ignored that!' Steve blamed himself for the neglect. It was a busy day yesterday, and Steve prepared for the meeting that night immediately after hanging up the phone.

"Steve, don't worry. I'm fine now." Tracey tried to soothe Steve, who could take all the blame on his own.

"Good news. Which hospital? I should be there right now."

Tracey would like to let Steve take a rest at home first, but Steve insisted on a visit. Tracey had no choice but to tell him the address.

Twenty minutes later, Steve came in and saw one man in a white shirt sitting beside Tracey in the ward.

He looked like Adam in the figure, but it was impossible for Adam to be here overnight.

Getting closer, Steve recognized this stranger. This was not a new face, as Steve met Wilson twice, though there was no communication between them.

Wilson held a bowl of porridge in his hand and blew it for Tracey. Steve frowned. There had been a mistake about the suitcase between Tracey and one Wilson Wallace.

And Steve had thought no such coincidence existed, but the reality proved him wrong. He was that Wilson Wallace.

Wilson was the owner of the suitcase and lived nearby. Last night he had found the sick Tracey and sent her here.

It should have been a story about a good soul, no problem! But why did he stay overnight and feed Tracey now? The story turned fishy from here.

Wilson was cold and arrogant, just like an iceberg. What was more, he should be busy with his business, then why did he stay?

Steve penetrated the intention of Wilson within a few steps and concluded that Wilson had fallen for Tracey.

He couldn't have reached such a conclusion if the heroine in the story changed. But it was Tracey whom he knew well led in this story. There was some special magic in Tracey, and men around her couldn't help falling for her.

Their adoration might start from appreciation or an impression that Tracey was special, then they lost control of their passion.

Tracey was like an amazing flower blooming on the cliff, and men were anxious to own and hide it after a glance.

Obviously, Tracey outran his protection again. Adam won Tracey when she returned to her homeland, and a flight led Wilson to her. Now Wilson was guarding her beside her bed.