His Domineering Lover
Chapter 465

Due to her serious illness, Tracey had to stay in hospital for further observation. Steve had a day off to take care of Tracey.

Steve, tired, rested on the sofa bed next to her sickbed after all those fusses. Tracey was idle.

She read a book to kill time. Although she had tried to call Adam, his phone was powered off.

After several times, she gave up calling with an assumption that Adam was in an important meeting. Moreover, she was afraid that Adam would make a video call.

If in that case, Adam would find out about her illness easily. The misgivings were the last thing Tracey would like to bring to Adam.

Tracey was an independent woman who always tried to spare trouble for others.

Steve and she got along well with each other today. They ate together and lived in the same place, like in those old days.

Wilson arrived with lots of snacks at around eight o'clock. One might tell from his tired face that it had been a busy day for him.

"Are you alright?" Wilson put down his things and sat beside Tracey.

Tracey tried to alienate herself from Wilson for what happened this morning, "Mr. Wallace, I feel good. Thanks for your timely help last night. I will leave the hospital tomorrow if everything is alright. Since you need to attend to numerous affairs every day, it is not necessary for you to come over."

Immediately, Wilson knew something wrong from Tracey's cold face. Although Tracey always called him 'Mr. Wallace' with respect, there was alienation and coldness in it this time.

Wilson shot a glance at Steve, but Steve didn't spare a glimpse to him and focused on peeling an apple for Tracey, "Mr. Wallace, do you like one?"

"No."

Tracey read on with full attention, ignoring Wilson.

"Tracey, try this apple." Steve sliced the apple onto the plate and added Tracey's favorite salad dressing.

"OK." Tracey ate without inviting Wilson, while reading.

Wilson reminded Tracey of Carl, who almost became a problem between Adam and herself, though Tracey was blind to Carl's passion for her back then. Although Wilson might not be interested in her, Tracey would like to be prudent.

"Miss Xia, the perfume course will start when you get well." Wilson wasn't a people person as his try to break the estrangement was clumsy.

"Mr. Wilson, I won't..."Tracey decided to give up the learning from Wilson. She could abandon perfume or learn from others if Steve disliked Wilson.

But her answer was interrupted by Steve, "Great! It is a windfall for Tracey. I will send her over once she gets well."

Wilson looked at both Tracey and Steve with confusion. Was it a trick? Steve had been hostile toward Wilson this morning, but now everything reversed.

Tracey looked at Steve with surprise, 'Didn't he dislike Wilson? Then, what does his speech mean now?'

"Steve, am I a parcel?" Hearing Steve's words, Tracey remembered the plot in a costume drama, in which the imperial concubine, randomly chosen by the emperor, was washed clean and sent to the imperial bed in a cotton quilt by the eunuchs.

Steve had got mad at Wilson this morning and was OK with him now? It was said women were emotional, so were men.

Like a flower in the fog, Tracey didn't understand Steve.

Tracey was still in the dark about the helper of Steve. Just now, the helper called, and Steve sent him the address.

Wilson was a piece of cake, when Adam was here.

"Of course no, Tracey, I give it a second thought. You would like to learn perfume, and Mr. Wallace is an expert and has agreed to teach you. I believe in his expertise. So you should learn from the best perfumer."

Steve had made it clear this morning that he would be supportive of Tracey in all her decisions. Moreover, he realized her strong will from her confession. If not so, he could have replaced Adam, and there would be no space for Wilson.

Wilson was cold but had a good reputation in the business circle. With all these into consideration, Steve felt relieved about the interaction between Tracey and Wilson.

Tracey would meet more men in the future, and Steve couldn't meddle with every meeting, so he decided to let go and believe in Tracey.

"I will teach you as long as you would like to learn." Wilson didn't bother with what had happened after his departure, but he found out one thing.

That was, he liked this woman and would like to get close to her, as she seemed to be the cure to his gloominess.

And he was trying to figure out what this eagerness to get close to Tracey meant.

Tracey bit her lip and pondered, 'To win NE is one of my aims to learn perfume.'

'On the other hand, my company needs this technical support, and my mastery of perfume will benefit the company more than a professional employee does.'

"I would love to. Thank you, Mr. Wallace." Tracey decided to take this chance to learn perfume from Wilson.

Wilson relaxed his eyebrows at this answer, and the atmosphere in the room became lively again.

Adam was already in the US and taking a helicopter to the hospital.

He would like to meet Tracey as soon as possible and had imagined their meeting a thousand times.

But he was shocked when Steve sent over an address of a high class private hospital.

A hospital? Tracey got hurt? His anger died away. It seemed to soothe him that Steve sent another message with information that Tracey was alright for the time being. 'Something bad happened before this.' Adam interpreted the message in this way and felt worried.

Steve took out some deserts bought by Wilson.

"Tracey, which one do you like?"

"They all look yummy." These delicate deserts made Tracey feel hungry as she ate porridge the whole day.

"One bite on everyone. The patient is the boss." Steve was considerate.

Right then, the noise of a helicopter came from overhead.

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