All Chapters of Wrong Ride, Right Lover: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

The handsome man looked a bit frail.Monique squinted and said in disbelief, “Henry?”The gentle expression she saw belonged to him?“Yes.” The deep, alluring voice only confirmed his identity.“Where am I?”“The hospital.”“Why?”“You’re sick.”“Sick? I just need rest. Why are we in the hospital? The bill’s gonna come up to a ridiculous amount,” Monique said with a frown.Monique was the type of person who avoided the hospital at all cost. She had a job when she was pregnant with Angel, so she saved whatever she could. After Angel’s birth, there was no way she could work. The money dried up quickly and they were homeless for some time. They took refuge under bridges and in public restrooms, relying on food scraps and unwanted clothing thrown out by the more privileged. Later, she saved up some money from collecting trash and rented a small room for them. Having access to a working bathroom meant a lot to her. Angel had been with her every step of the way. Monique could never

Henry stood there and stared at Monique with a gaze so gentle, she could not help but be sucked in.Monique was entranced by the handsome man, but a voice in her heart reminded her, ‘Hey, get a hold of yourself. He’s a bastard who only wants you for your body.’She rubbed her temples. Her heart was softer when her body was sick. Just a simple gesture was enough to melt her heart.A topic change was needed. “I…I’m hungry.”What?Disappointment flashed across his obsidian orbs. He made a call to Shaun. “Send food over.”Moments later, Shaun arrived with a few housekeepers, carrying bags and bags of food. Monique was dumbfounded. It was just breakfast; there was no need to make a scene.“You’re awake! The chairman has been by your side for the whole day. He didn’t even eat dinner yesterday,” Shaun greeted Monique warmly.Henry had been by her side the whole time?Monique could not believe her ears.“What time is it?”“Almost two in the afternoon.”The housekeepers who accompan

Henry returned to his seat and said, “It’s late. Sleep.”“Okay,” Monique replied.After some time, a soft voice sounded in the dark. “Do you want to sleep on the bed?”Monique was not sure if the man had fallen asleep on the chair. She felt incredibly guilty as he had not gotten a restful sleep since her hospital admission.When he said he needed her to fall asleep, a part of her found it touching--sexual innuendos aside.It was not like they have never shared a bed before.Henry Moore opened his eyes. “What?”He definitely heard her, but he wanted Monique to repeat herself.Monique gave him a mean look. The man was pretending to have not heard her. She turned over in bed to face away from him. “Nothing. Go to sleep.”Henry clucked his tongue at the stubborn woman. Would it kill her to just repeat her words?Wordlessly, he climbed into the hospital bed and settled down behind the woman. “What is this? If you wanted me in your bed, all you had to do is ask. Don’t be shy now.”

“Come in, I really want to eat here.” Monique pulled his hand in a coquettish manner.Monique led him to a decent-looking table and wiped down the surface and stools with a tissue. Only then, Henry finally sat down, albeit unwillingly.Monique walked to the counter and ordered two servings of meatball bolognese; one big and one small.After ordering, Monique glanced around the shop while she walked back to her seat. There was not much of a difference. The shop owner was still the same, just a little bit older.Right after Monique sat down, Henry glared at her and said, “Are you so stingy that you have to treat me to this?”Monique chuckled, revealing her dimples, “There used to be a market opposite this shop. When I was younger, my grandfather would always bring me here for a plate of meatball bolognese after we finished buying groceries from the market. The appetizing sauce and tender meatballs combined into a plate of deliciousness.”Monique swallowed visibly at the thought of

The way he got angry was similar to Angel--not allowing others to take their food away.Monique looked at Henry with a smile.“I’m eating this because I don’t want you to overeat,” Henry added.Monique smirked and gave him a condescending look, as if she was telling him to hurry up and eat.Henry picked up the cutlery and, forgetting about his hygiene concerns, started inhaling the pasta.Nothing felt better than freely eating with another person. When Monique finished her food, she heard a magnetic voice, “I’ll have one more please. A big one.”Monique suppressed her giggle and said in a serious manner, “Actually, it’s not that spectacular. The taste is pretty average… How about we just stop here?”Henry glared and teased, “Are you that stingy? This portion isn’t enough for me.”Monique stuck her tongue out. “I don’t see you eating this much normally.”“Normally… I…I didn’t have breakfast this morning,” Henry said sheepishly.“Hmm.” Monique nodded her head patronizingly and