A Wild and Hot Cutie

Chapter 215 She is in hospital again

Alisa meets Davis's concern eyes. She turns away sadly and refuses to look at him.

He comes over with heavy steps and stands on the edge of her bed. Alisa closes her eyes and can feel

the temperature of his eyes.

His big hand takes her small hand suddenly and puts it on his face.

"You're right. I'm a jerk. You can hit me!"

Alisa tries to take back her hand and not let him pull it.

Davis is so powerful that she can't control him. She lets him take her hand and hits him hard in the

face.

"That's enough, Davis. Don't do this. It's in the hospital. Don't embarrass me!"

Alisa pulls back her hand.

Davis doesn't force her any more.

"Alisa…" A voice of concern comes from outside the door.

Davis's face become gloomy immediately, and he looks at the man with hostility.

Alisa sits up and Sam comes in with fruit in his hand with smile.

"Alisa, I heard you were ill. What are you feeling now?"

Alisa shakes her head feebly. She glances at Davis quietly. He stands on the edge of the hospital bed.

Neither going out nor quarreling with Sam. However, Alisa can see the anger in his eyes. He is trying to

tolerate it.

"Sam, I'm fine. It's just an inflammation of the appendix. I have been put on a drip. The doctor says I

will be fine."

"Is it inflammation of the appendix? Be careful not to eat cold or raw food."

Alisa smiles at Davis and says, "Ha ha, I'm fine with him here."

Sam doesn't stop for a long time either. He brings the dishes he made by himself, leaves them to Alisa,

and then leaves.

Davis doesn't say a word from beginning to end. Maybe Alisa is really sick this time. He really cares

about her from his heart.

"Oh, Miss Alisa, Mr. Sam brought you sweet and sour pork ribs!" When Ann opens the lunch box, the

aroma of sweet and sour pork ribs comes out, which dilutes the taste of medicine in the ward.

Alisa is really hungry. She picks up the chopsticks immediately and says, "Come on, bring them to me."

Since she is pregnant with a child, Alisa feels like drooling as soon as she smells the acid and spicy,

which is a strange reflection.

Just when the chopsticks is stretched out, and before it gets the food , it is interrupted by a domineering

big hand.

The rib falls on the quilt, leaving a large oil stain on the quilt, and then rolls to the ground.

Alisa looks at Davis in amazement, and Ann is shocked and remains motionless.

Davis picks up the whole dish and throws it into the garbage can.

"You can’t eat this food!"

Alisa raises her chin and looks at him with contempt in her eyes. "Davis, what are you crazy about?"

"I didn't go crazy. You had appendicitis after staying at Sam's house all night. Is his family's food eaten

by people?"

"You..." Alisa is angry with nothing to say, holding up a pair of chopsticks in a daze.

"Well, Miss Alisa, what Davis said is also reasonable. In fact, this thing should not be eaten! He throws

right, you are pregnant now. You cannot eat anything you want. Ann hurries say that.

Otherwise, this pair of small complains must have a quarrel again.

Alisa stares at Davis. Davis stares back at her with dark eyes. "You want to eat sweet and sour pork

ribs. It is not difficult. Wait for me."

He goes straight out after saying that.

Alisa is so angry that she wants to cry. "Ann, how can this person be like a child?"

"Ha ha, don't worry, Miss Alisa. He is sincere to you. Don't blame him first. After a while, you are

discharged from the hospital. He will not be like this."

Well, he will do that again! Alisa thinks angrily.

Davis comes back three hours later. He comes in with a green lunch box in his hand.

There are some pride on his face and also a piece of oil stain on the dark suit when she looks carefully.

However, Alisa has asked Ann to come back from shopping outside at this time. She is full.

Alisa feels something is wrong while looking at Davis's proud face.

"What is this?"

Davis puts the lunch box on the head of the bed and says proudly, "Open it yourself!"

Ann also comes to join in the fun, helps Alisa open the lunch box, and a very sweet and greasy taste

floats out.

"Are they ribs?" Alisa glances and startles.

"Of course they are." Davis replies proudly, and Ann says with a smile, "Oh, this is the sweet and sour

pork ribs cooked by Davis master. It smells delicious. Would you like to try it?"

Alisa is not hungry at this time. The sweet and sour pork ribs made by Davis can't match Sam's.

The sweet and sour pork ribs made by Sam look delicious, fragrance and taste. After all, they have

been made for so many years and look very good.

And she looks at this sour pork ribs cooked by Davis. The ribs are fried too long. Some of them are

black. The sugar color is not good enough. They are not yellow. Instead, they are white and wrapped in

a thick layer of sugar. You can see the burnt garlic and so on.

Alisa frowns and refuses to start with her chopsticks.

"Hey, Alisa, can't you be so extravagant? I made it myself."

Ann makes eyes at Alisa desperately, which seems to mean, Miss Alisa, hurry to taste it, or he will get

angry again.

She doesn't know what's wrong with her master. He always competes with Sam, and even cooks a

dish. It's childish!

Looking at Davis's proud and expectant eyes, Alisa takes a deep breath, be brave in her own heart,

She takes a chopstick and fills it in her mouth with the determination.

"Well..." Alisa takes a bite. This is…

Alisa jumps out of bed, runs to the trash can at the door, and spits out desperately.

Davis's self-esteem is trampled by Alisa.

A handsome face is red, green and black, standing beside her like the bottom of a black pot.

Alisa looks up, takes the towel from Ann and wipes her mouth.

Davis glares, "Alisa, don't exaggerate! I'm not a poison!"

Alisa waves, reaches for another piece and puts it in Davis's mouth. "Try it yourself."

Davis opens his mouth doubtfully, grabs the ribs that Alisa has sent to him, holds them in his mouth for

a while, and mutter, "No, I've fried a dozen fucking ribs, but this row is the best one to look at, ah!"

Davis hurries to the door and spits out all to the trash cans. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

It's bitter!

Alisa is happy. She laughs happily, "Did it taste good? I didn't mean to embarrass you. It's clearly that

you are not skilled enough!"

"Huh! It's just sweet and sour pork ribs. I don't believe I can’t do that. Alisa, how can you hit melike

this?"

Davis promises it. He must cook this dish well, at least better than Sam.

"Actually, I like the spicy and sour noodles you cooked. Can you make one for me?"

"Don't even think about it. The doctor said you can't eat spicy food. If you eat more, you will die."

Davis is not a fool. Alisa is in a critical period now and can't be sloppy at all.

Alisa leaves the hospital on the third day. She doesn't like to stay in the hospital.

Sam delivers the dishes himself at noon for two days, sometimes sweet and sour ribs, sometimes other

special dishes.

Davis seems to be timing his delivery. As soon as he delivers the dishes, Davis will stand beside him

and stare at him with black eyes.

Sam doesn't care if he doesn't speak or have any expression, but Alisa feels very embarrassed. After

all, Sam is a guest, and Davis doesn't like him at all.

As soon as Sam leaves, Davis says nothing, just picks up the dish and throws it in the garbage can.

Alisa looks angry. This big man is so childish.

Alisa decides to apply for discharge in order to avoid similar accidents.

Anyway, the stomach doesn't hurt, and she feels uncomfortable to stay in the hospital. Davis loves

Alisa, and listen to her everywhere naturally.

And after leaving the hospital, she doesn't need to see Sam anymore. She is happy for both sides.

She comes home finally and breathes fresh air again. Alisa is in a better mood.

It happens to be the weekend. Davis takes the time to go to the supermarket with Alisa. Alisa looks

around after entering the supermarket,. But Davis is not interested in anything except the sex toys.

He begins to talk on phone within ten minutes of entering. He doesn't make phone calls. He answers.

Alisa is beside him and listens. Most of them are business.

Alisa feels tried while seeing that he makes endless decisions and signs endless contracts.

Alisa and Davis happen to pass by the gate of the mall after buying baby products. A beautiful girl

stops them.

"Hello, I'm from the fashion wedding studio. You should be getting married soon. Do you have any

plans to take wedding photos? Now our company is doing activities. If you make an appointment now,

you can get 20% discount. Would you like to come over and have a look at our company's famous star

album?"

The girl introduces her warmly, and Davis refuses her without expression.

"No, we won’t take photos here when we get married."

Alisa has a light sadness in her heart suddenly. She pulls Davis's arm and drags it inside.

"Let's go and have a look. It's useless to play. What about you?"

The girl solicits enthusiastically, "Yes, yes, you can take a few free test photos. If you think it's

appropriate, you can make a decision."

She can see the beautiful white wedding dress through the window, which has the style that Alisa likes.

However, every girl has a perfect bride dream in her heart. She dreams of wearing the most beautiful

wedding dress and becoming the focus of attention.

Anyway, she is pregnant with baby. Why not take a wedding photo?

Alisa drags Davis. Davis doesn't move. He looks very ugly, but let go of his hand.

"Go by yourself! I won’t go to this kind of low-level movie studio, this wedding dress is ugly. Why not

come to have a try when we go to Paris and take photos later! There are top photographers and

wedding dresses."

Alisa lets go of his hand and walks out without turning her head back, tears falling down.

Davis, aware of Alisa's loss, rushes after her and reaches for her.

"What's the matter with you? You run away like this in the daytime, and others will think I bully you."