1630: C1630 Wealthy Marriage 1557

C1630 Wealthy Marriage 1557

Her screams provoked the tiger, which let out another roar and slowly approached her.

Derek wanted to say something, but he suddenly turned his wheelchair and the wheel quickly ran towards the other side of the room.

With a cold expression, he looked at the surrounding decorations that were quickly passing by. With an ice-cold tone, he asked, "What are you doing?"

"Shut up." Ding Yiyi roared as she searched for a place to go downstairs. Her feet trembled at the sight of a living tiger. Perhaps once she stopped, she would never be able to walk again.

Although he didn't know where Tiger came from, but it wasn't convenient for him to be alone in the arena. If everyone ran away, he would be dead for sure. When she started to run, she subconsciously took him with her.

Derek pursed his lips and pressed the button on the keyboard. There was a faint sound coming from the earplugs, but no one said anything. He frowned and pressed it again. This time, no one said anything.

"There's an elevator." Frowning, he loosened his grip and pointed to a glass door in front of him.

In the living room, Asimaa had already fainted. The tiger paced back and forth in agitation. Its owner had been pushed away, making it irritable and irritable.

"Ali?" The brawny man looked a little worried. "Can we not chase them?"

"It doesn't matter." Ali took off his earplugs and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction. She was not mistaken, the girl was kind. Even though she was scared, she subconsciously protected the weakest person at the scene.

She looked coldly at the unconscious girl in the room and waved her hand disdainfully, "Throw them out."

Outside, this was Ding Yiyi's first time going downstairs. The lawn was neatly constructed, and she stopped to pant. "I'm so scared, how could there be a tiger?"

Derek narrowed his eyes and looked ahead, "You can force me to leave this place."

"I think there are a couple of guns in the dark watching my head. If I move, I'm going to be turned into a hornet's nest." Ding Yiyi sneered.

Derek did not deny it. Suddenly, he frowned again and covered his nose with his hand. "You stink."

Ding Yiyi wiped the sweat off her forehead and said, "That's just sweating. I saved you!"

His face was filled with disgust. He pressed the button and coldly said, "You appeared in front of me in three minutes. Otherwise, you wouldn't need to appear anymore."

Very soon, the brawny man and Ali appeared, followed by the lively tiger.

When the tiger saw the stranger that took its master away, it bared its fangs and sprinted towards them.

"Hurry … hurry up and run …" Ding Yiyi's legs had grown weak as she subconsciously pushed her wheelchair forward in an attempt to run with him.

Derek originally wanted to punish this woman who dared to yell at him, but the wheelchair slightly moved. He turned his head and saw a pale, trembling arm pressing on the side of the wheelchair, as if it wanted to push it away.

He frowned. "Timmer."

The tiger stopped unwillingly and walked around the wheelchair, baring its teeth as it stared at Ding Yiyi.

Ding Yiyi was lying on the ground, exhausted. The sound of the tiger's breathing could still be heard. She and the tiger were only as wide as an arm.

"Throw her in the shower." The hulk went up to help him push the wheelchair indoors.

Ali walked up to Ding Yiyi and wanted to reach out and support her, but seeing her body soften, he sighed. "That's Timo, master's pet."

Pa! Her outstretched hand was hit off. Ding Yiyi said angrily, "This is very fun, right? You guys are going too far. "

She struggled to get up and walked indoors in a huff.

Ali watched her back as she left and then walked in the direction Derek had left.

In the room, Derek was lying on the bed. A melodious tune was playing, and two masseurs were massaging his muscles, which had weakened due to lack of exercise.

Hearing footsteps, the person on the bed said, "Your actions are meaningless."

"I'm sorry, young master." Ali said with an almost imperceptible benevolence, "But Master, you seem to treat that girl differently."

Derek turned his face away. His expression became softer because of the comfort. He looked at the woman who had accompanied him since he was young and sighed. "She has her uses to me."

A few days later, Ding Yiyi didn't see Derek again, nor did she find a phone. There really wasn't a single phone in Nuo's manor, so she was in despair.

Early in the morning, after she had eaten breakfast in her room, she went out. As long as she did not leave the manor, she could freely travel through the entire building.

Ever since that time, Derek didn't touch her again. She, the lady of the manor, was like the mascot of a manor, and the other servants also seemed to feel that it was common for them to get used to it.

She just happened to pass by the living room, but found that the servants were cleaning up the table, and the food didn't move at all. Derek wasn't there.

At this moment, a servant hurriedly walked up the stairs and whispered something to another servant.

Ding Yiyi heard the words "Derek" and "Doctor". Was that man sick?

What's he got to do with me? She didn't want to think about it too much, so after a while, she prepared to go back to her room.

There was a terrace extending outwards in the spiral corridor, which was her favorite place to go recently. Looking at the asphalt road outside the manor, she thought worriedly, when will she be able to get out?

At lunchtime, there were more than ten dishes on the table, but there was still no meat. She said to the servant, "Don't the people at the manor eat meat?"

The servant nodded, "Young Master doesn't like the taste of meat. Everyone but Timo doesn't eat meat."

Remembering the terrifying tiger, Ding Yiyi sighed and took a few bites of the salad with her fork.

In the afternoon, the sun was setting and the window was warm. Ding Yiyi walked downstairs and unavoidably passed the dining room, where the servants were setting the tableware. However, Derek still hadn't appeared.

Ali came from the other side, her huge maid's dress swaying, her face looking tired.

"Ali." She called out to her, but when she looked over, she didn't know what to say.

Ali slowed his pace and walked with her. "The young master is sick."

Is that so? Ding Yiyi understood and followed her footsteps, listening as she walked.

"He has not been in good health since he was young and is very prone to illness. As long as he has a fever, it will be very difficult for him to stop. How many people speak the language for him? He can't live past 18, but my poor young master is so strong."

Ali said while wiping his tears away with his petticoat. His face showed that he was concerned about his juniors.

Ding Yiyi was silent. When she was about to reach her room, she stopped and said, "I want to borrow the phone."

"Telephone?" Ali was stunned for a moment, "Only the young master's room has one, because he hates telephone, this communication tool. He won't touch it, except for the daily necessary business contacts."

After separating with Ali, Ding Yiyi already had an idea.

servants worked the whole day and fell asleep. The strong man was the last person to leave Derek's room, he always brought a receiver with him to ensure that the other party would arrive here within a minute after pressing the button.

He closed the door and looked around. Then, he turned around and slowly walked down the stairs. The sound of his footsteps could be heard.

Ding Yiyi stayed around the corner. Derek had always been living on his own floor, while the lady's room was on the lower floor.

Although she didn't know why it was like this, the servants seemed to be accustomed to it, and she was even more eager for it to happen.

The door to her room was unlocked, so she easily turned around and entered.

Compared to the room she lived in, the room was large but empty. Other than the necessary furniture, it was completely bare, as if it was the most shabby house in the entire manor.

She saw the phone, on a large table by the window, like hope in the dark.0

At this moment, the person on the bed began to cough violently. The sound was extremely painful to listen to.

She stiffened, not daring to move. Afraid that the other party would wake up, the other party coughed for a moment before falling back into a deep slumber.

The pace that he should have taken to reach the table slowed down, then he turned a corner and walked towards the bed.

A white towel fell beside the pillow. Derek frowned, his lips slightly parted, and his nose moved quickly as if he was in great pain.

She picked up the towel and noticed that it had turned cold. She took the towel to the bathroom and went through the water again before placing it on the forehead of the person in front of her. Seeing that he seemed to have quieted down, she turned around and walked towards the table.

Picking up the phone, she suppressed her excitement and quickly dialed the perfectly clear number.

A beep beep sound came from the phone. It was already early in the morning. Could Nianmo have already gone to sleep so he didn't hear it?

Anxious, she unconsciously felt around the table with her fingers. Suddenly, a violent cough and a clear "Hey!" entered her ears at the same time.

Derek's chest slightly trembled from the coughing, and the towel on his forehead was thrown to the side once again. Ding Yiyi stood by the phone, her hands trembling.

She had heard his voice, and finally heard it, so clearly, but she had hung up with a shake of her hand and hadn't even had time to say a word to him.

Derek's violent cough made her unable to think about it anymore. She walked in front of him and was about to press the call bell when a hand grabbed her.

Her hands were hot and weak, and if she wanted to break free, she could do so immediately.

"No need." Derek opened his eyes. Because of the fever, his eyes were red and his face was flushed.

Ding Yiyi retracted her hand and the man closed his eyes once more. He did not ask why she was here, but his heavy breathing made him look even weaker than usual.

She started for the door, and he looked coldly at the woman as she went, followed by another cough that rose and fell behind her, the interval between the coughs.

What did this woman come back for? She felt that she had not finished her call and wanted to continue her call? Or did he have other intentions like the other women?

"Pata." His eyes widened in surprise as he felt the coldness on his forehead.

Ding Yiyi retracted her hand. "Take some medicine. I have a fever."

"Not eating." Derek pursed his lips, "Get out."

She looked over at the table. There was indeed water and pills. "If you want me to go, then sit up and chase me away."

Derek was infuriated. He reached out his hand to press the call bell, but his other hand was much faster than hers. He immediately pulled out the call bell and placed it in a place that was difficult for him to reach.

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