Chapter 533 The Twins Could Not Be Loved Any More

It was already at dusk when Harry walked out of the room. When Consuela lay down on the bed, she heard a light knock on the door. She turned around to look at the nurse, who was not familiar with her.

Consuela rolled her eyes and smiled. As the newcomer approached her, she asked with a friendly smile, "You look unfamiliar. Are you a new employee?"

The young nurse was stunned by the polite smile on her face. It seemed that she didn't expect that she would talk to her. She was slightly stunned and asked, "What's wrong?"

She didn't call her "Mrs. Richie", so she might not be from the Ye's house.

She had experienced a lot in the past because of the children. There had been a strong possibility that she would be able to forgive him in the future. Thinking of that, Consuela suppressed the sadness in her eyes and asked with a smile, "Can you take me to see the babies now?"

The nurse took a look at her watch, shook her head and refused, "Sorry, it's a little late now. The children should have fallen asleep. I have no choice..."

All right. The person didn't mention her physical condition.

A dash of hesitation flashed through Consuela's eyes. She reassured her, "Don't worry. I won't wake up them... I haven't seen them... It's a little pity... "

She turned her head so that no one would see her vulnerable side. With a sniff, she said in a slightly choked voice, "Sorry, I seem to have talked too much."

The nursing assistant frowned and said, "Okay, I'll take you there, but you can't stay there too long, because you're not in good health as well."

After saying thanks, she was helped to walk out of the ward in a wheelchair.

Her legs were covered with a thick blanket, as if she was afraid that she would catch a cold. Hence, Consuela only glanced at the baby from a glass window.

The baby closed her eyes and breathed evenly and gently with her little hands in the mouth. She was sucking

, she could not contact her at all after the network devices were retreated.

It seemed that it was premeditated. They didn't want her to find out the truth.

Consuela raised her head, her eyes full of misgivings. She was exhausted, making people feel sorry for her.

When she was about to get out of bed, the door was pushed open from the outside. It was still early, and no one would come to visit now. Drawing back her foot from the shoe, Consuela stared at the door in confusion.

"Long time no see, Consuela."

"…"

"Do you miss me?"

"…"

"Wow, you look so much like a dissatisfied housewife. Are you abandoned by your husband?"

"…"

"Are you so happy to go nuts when you see me? How could you not utter a word?"

"…"

The man, however, had no idea of what to dislike. He didn't mind the strange look on her face at all, just lazily arranged things at will.

"Don't put on such an obvious face of adoration. Go wash yourself and have breakfast."

The man winked at her, resting his eyes on her.

Consuela furrowed her eyebrows. She didn't wear any makeup, and her hair was in a mess. But Tristan had noticed it.

Perhaps everyone had a sense of vanity. They felt that they wanted to maintain a sense of perfection in front of the person they liked.