FreeNovelChapter 295 Mikayla arrived at Mochuria’s airport around ten hours later.
Mike should have received the news from Wanda. When she walked out with her suitcase, he was there waiting for her.
“Welchere, Mrs. Miller.” He said politely, “Mr. Miller isn’t feeling well and resting in the hotel. | was worried there was a change in your schedule, so | didn’t inform him you would be coming over.” What schedule changes? He was just worried that she’d change her mind and not come.
Mikayla asked, “How is Jerome? Has he seen a doctor?” “He has a little fever and cough. He's taken smedicine, but he hasn't seen a doctor.” Mike said, “The main reason is that the weather here is cold, and Mr. Miller wore less clothes. When he got a cold, he didn’t rest and continued to work. Plus, he didn’t have a good meal, which is why it becso serious.” She couldn't help but complain in her heart. Jerwas indeed a perfect model worker. He kept working even though he knew he wasn’t feeling good.
“Mr. Miller didn’t listen toand refused to see a doctor. | was worried that his body wouldn't be able to hold on. | had no choice but to call Mrs. Miller Senior,” Mike explained.
Mikayla smiled but said nothing. He knew that she and Jerwere divorcing. It would be inappropriate for him to ask for her help directly, so he approached Wanda.
Wanda, who felt sorry for her grandson, would naturato her. He was indeed Jerome's right-hand man, capable of considering all aspects.
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When the driver cto a halt in front of stem, Mike helped Mikayla load her small suitcase in the trunk.
while he sat in the passenger seat.
On the way, he took several work calls. It was most likely due to Jerome's illness, which forced him to take on stasks.
At this moment, Mikayla finally understood his actions. He had to work while taking care of his troublesboss.
Taking on two roles at once proved tough for him.
Dozens of minutes later, they arrived at the hotel where Jerwas staying. Mike helped her carry her suitcase, and they boarded the elevator together.
Opening Jerome's door, he motioned for Mikayla to go in first. “Do go in, Mrs. Miller.” She went inside. It was a business suite. Outside were couches and desks for guests, while inside was the bedroom.
“Mr. Miller may have taken medicine and fallen asleep,” Mike said.
Chapter295 Due to the tdifference, Mikayla set off during the day. It was still daytwhen she got here.
Since Jerwas resting, she didn’t walk in Immediately.
“Mrs. Miller, are you hungry after such a long flight? Would you liketo order sfood for you?” Mike asked.
Mikayla shook her head. “Go ahead with your own business. | can take care of myself.” He did have a lot of work to do, so he left the room without changing her mind.
She then washed herself. When she returned to the living room, Jerhappened to cout of the bedroom.
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He was in a crumpled shirt. She wondered if he hadn't changed it last night or if he had simply slept in it. He frowned siightly and had dry lips. His attractive features appeared a little haggard. He lost the usual alienation of being aloof and powerful and becmore like an ordinary man.
When Jerspotted Mikayla, his eyes brightened up.
“Why are you here?” He spoke with a hoarse voice and coughed.
She answered him truthfully, “Grandma was worried that no ope would take care of yalwhén ou WErBil Nb Bhe askedtoyou when you were ill, so she asked me cover and see you. I've also cto you to sign the divorce agreement.” His expression turned cold. “Mikayla, the latter must be your main goal to chere!” She stared at him indifferently with her gorgeous eyes. “You can think so.
Jerchoked on his breath and coughed violently, while leaning against the doorframe for support.
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