Chapter 845 Does He Hate Her Now?
Antonio was still trying to persuade her, "Sarah, you can tell just by looking that Guadalupe can't talk properly. Don't stoop to his level."
Sarah took a deep breath, "Well, you need to be more cautious. If Francis wants to take back the company and go against you, Guadalupe will be his accomplice. Don't end up getting hurt without even realizing it!"
Antonio nodded repeatedly in agreement.
Sarah sighed, "We got up too early today. You should get some more rest. I'll go check on Brady."
In the room, Brady was doing rehabilitation exercises with the therapist.
"Brady," Sarah walked over and helped him with the therapist, "I haven't had much time to accompany you lately. How are you feeling?"
Brady glanced at her and let go of his hand. "Sarah, be careful."
He still wasn't speaking very clearly, but he could express simple ideas. How could Sarah, being pregnant, support him? What if she accidentally got hurt?
Seeing the worry on his face, Sarah smiled and said, "Brady, I'm fine."
Then she turned to the therapist and asked, "How is my brother doing now?"
"Mr. Miller has been working very hard and is recovering well. He can now walk to the living room on his own. I believe it won't be long before he fully recovers."
"That's great!"
Seeing them talking, the therapist sensibly stepped out, leaving the space for the siblings.
Brady looked at Sarah with gentle eyes, "It's all thanks to you, Sarah."
Because she didn't give up, he had the chance to stand up again.
"It's been hard on you, Sarah, being alone for so long. From now on, I'll be here."
Listening to the familiar, warm voice, Sarah felt a wave of emotion and couldn't help but tear up. She held his hand and said, "Brady, it's you who have worked hard. Thank you for not giving up."
She didn't have many relatives left, and Brady was very important to her.
"Silly Sarah." Brady smiled indulgently and gently tapped her nose, "I'll always be by your side. You're a grown-up, and you're still crying. Aren't you embarrassed?"
Sarah pouted, "No one else can see."
She helped Brady sit down and poured him a glass of water, "Brady, there's something I've been meaning to tell you. The person who caused your fall has been executed. Justice has been served."
Mentioning Serene suddenly, Brady's eyes showed a moment of confusion.
He sighed heavily, "Sarah, since that's the case, let's let the past go. We need to look forward."
Carrying hatred in one's heart would only lead to an unhappy life.
Brady just hoped Sarah could live a carefree life.
Sarah clung to his arm playfully, "I know, and you too. Once you're fully recovered, come help me at the company. Then find a wife, so I won't have to worry about you anymore."
"Do I worry you that much?"
She stuck out her tongue, "No, the point is you need to find a wife."
Brady hadn't met a good woman all these years.
First, he was falsely accused of rape by Lusa, then pushed down the stairs by Serene, suffering so much.
The atmosphere in the room gradually lightened, and Antonio, who had been standing at the door for a while, finally had a chance to walk in.
He had just heard Sarah talking to Brady and felt a pang of bitterness in his heart.
Sarah hadn't been that gentle with him for a long time!
"Brady, Sarah." He walked in naturally and sat beside Sarah.
"Brady, how's your recovery going?" As he spoke, he naturally took Sarah's hand in his, pulling her close so that she was almost leaning on him, displaying a loving and intimate posture.
Sarah remained silent.
She glared at him, but Antonio seemed oblivious, his eyes full of laughter.
Sarah initially wanted to pull away, but the next second she heard Brady's comforting voice, "Seeing you two so happy together, I can rest easy."
Even though Brady had his prejudices against Antonio before, after everything that had happened, he was now very satisfied with him. "Antonio, thank you for taking care of Sarah all this time. As her brother, I should thank you properly."
"It's my duty." Antonio was thrilled that Sarah hadn't pushed him away. He looked at Brady as if he were a benefactor, "Brady, don't worry. From now on, Sarah is my boss. I'll serve her wholeheartedly!"
Sarah remained silent.
In front of Brady, she wanted to put his mind at ease.
Sarah glanced down at their intertwined fingers, her fingertips moved slightly, and she held his hand back. She looked up and said, "Brady, he's very good to me. You don't need to worry."
This made Antonio overjoyed! Brady had practically handed him an opportunity!
"Brady, since you're almost fully recovered, I'll cook dinner tonight. Let's have a good family meal." Speaking of which, he suddenly remembered Francis and added, "Francis is back too. You haven't met him yet. Let's take this opportunity tonight, and I'll introduce you."
Brady smiled warmly and agreed, "Alright."
At this moment, Francis was sitting in Guadalupe's car, arriving at the Valencia Group.
The atmosphere in the car had been tense, exuding a chilling coldness.
After getting out of the car, he looked up at the tall Guadalupe and thought for a moment before saying, "I'm here. Be careful on your way back."
Guadalupe glanced at him, full of sarcasm. "Not standing up for Sarah now?"
Guadalupe's face seemed to be covered with an inscrutable mist, making it hard to guess his true thoughts. He didn't seem to want to dwell on the matter, saying coolly, "I don't want this to happen again."
It sounded like he was referring to Francis speaking up for Sarah earlier, but it could also mean something else.
Francis had never been able to figure out Guadalupe's thoughts, and this time was no different.
Francis responded with a low hum, "I'm going in."
"Wait."
"What..." Francis had already opened the car door and was about to turn back to ask what was going on when he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure he had seen just yesterday.
Isabella was also a bit surprised, not expecting to run into Francis so early in the morning.
She smiled and was about to greet him, but noticed that Francis seemed not to recognize her at all, his face cold and unapproachable.
'Is he really that difficult to get along with?' Isabella bit her lip and thought about it. They weren't really that familiar. They had just met yesterday, and she had dirtied his clothes.
It was normal for Francis to dislike her.
In that case, she'd better avoid him in the future at the company.
Feeling a bit dejected, Isabella glanced at Francis sitting in the car, feeling a chill in her heart, and quickened her pace to leave.
Seeing her walk away from the corner of his eye, Francis finally breathed a sigh of relief and then turned back to ask Guadalupe, "What is it?"
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