Early in the morning, Nathan Shaw led Ken to the hospital. At this time, Sierra Moore was still sleeping. Nathan Shaw did not wake her up and directly carried her into the car.

Sierra Moore was finally discharged from the hospital. George Young personally went to help her with the discharge formalities and went to the reception to help her get the medicine for a week.

After finding Nathan Shaw downstairs in the hospital, George Young handed the bag to him, "Injury in muscles and bones takes one hundred days to recover. She still has to take this medicine for a period. I have written the method to take it on paper."

Nathan Shaw pinched the cigarette and said to George Young as he took the bag, "Call Steven and Ryan for dinner tonight."

There was no need for thanks between the brothers. George Young nodded and looked at the person in the car. He pushed his glasses and asked Nathan Shaw, "Have you really thought it through? It's her?"

Nathan Shaw understood what George Young meant. He turned to look at the person in the back seat. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his face had a relaxed expression that one had never seen before. "Nates, it's her."

The voice was very light as if feathers were falling on the lake's surface and causing ripples to appear. He said these words to his brother and also to himself.

Hearing him say this, George Young also felt very surprised. He reached out and patted Nathan Shaw's shoulder, "Nate, no matter what you decide, as your brother, I will support you."

Nathan Shaw nodded and asked him, "What about you? Have you really thought it through? That road is not easy to walk."

On this matter, the smile on George Young's face slowly faded and was replaced by total exhaustion.

He said, "I know it's hard, but I still want to give it a try. That person is my tribulation. You know, I've been used to it all these years."

Nathan Shaw had seen his efforts all these years.

Nathan Shaw thought to himself, "As George Young has just said, no matter what decision he makes, we, as his brothers, will support him, but we just couldn't bear to watch our brothers suffer like this."

"When are you going to tell him? You can't keep wasting time like this."

"When to say?"

George Young did not even think about it, so he shook his head and said, "Alright, stop talking about me. Take her back quickly! Remember, don't let her hurt her legs exert any strength. Call me if anything happens."

Nathan Shaw nodded, turned around, and got into the car. There was no need to say too much because there was no point in saying more.

The person in the car was sleeping soundly. When the car started, she opened her eyes in his arms. "Nathan Shaw, where are we going?"

Her words made his pent-up feelings disappear. Nathan Shaw kissed the top of her head. "Didn't you say you wanna leave the hospital? I came to pick you up."

He didn't know if she had heard what he said, but she fell asleep again after a few words.

Nathan Shaw gazed gently at the girl, thinking that she should be his tribulation. Otherwise, how could she affect his heart so much?

She appeared in front of him again and again and slowly disintegrated the wall in his heart.

"Boss, where are you going?" Ken asked as the car drove out of the hospital.

"To the villa," Nathan Shaw said.

Sierra Moore was now half disabled. It was inconvenient for her to move, and she could not go out alone. At least the villa had more space, which saved her from being bored at home.

Nathan Shaw had to go to the company during the daytime. He was afraid that something would happen to her, so he found someone to take care of her. The person was a woman in her forties. Everyone called her Wendy.

When Sierra Moore got out of the car, she was already awake. She rubbed her eyes and looked at the lawn and small building in front of her. She was a little surprised. She thought that Nathan Shaw would take her back to Gracewood Estates.

Hearing that they were back, Wendy immediately came out to welcome them, "Sir, Miss, you are back. Breakfast is ready. I will help Miss Moore in!"

"No need." Nathan Shaw rejected her help and carried Sierra Moore in.

Sierra Moore was still wearing the hospital gown. When she was put down, Wendy had already brought her a wet towel to wipe her hands.

Seeing that Sierra Moore was looking at her, Wendy smiled at Sierra Moore and said, "It's my first day here. I don't know your preference, so I prepared different dishes. You can eat first. I'll go take a look at the soup in the pot."

Looking at the sumptuous breakfast on the table and enjoying the treatment of being a princess, Sierra Moore was not used to it. She peeked at the kitchen and then looked at Nathan Shaw. "Who is she?"

Nathan Shaw pushed the hot fried egg to the front of her and rubbed her little head. "It's not convenient for your legs to move now. I have to go to the company and can't accompany you all the time. So I found someone to take care of you."

He meant well, but Sierra Moore felt a little awkward. Maybe she had lived alone for too long and was not used to being served.

"Does she also live here?" Sierra Moore asked after taking a few bites of fried egg.

Nathan Shaw nodded and added a piece of bacon to the toast. "There are a few servants' rooms behind this house. They were originally for the driver and the nanny to live in."

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at her. "It's not convenient for you to walk now. With her here, I can rest assured. Be good and don't make me worry."

Sierra Moore nodded and accepted his kindness.

Wendy did not come to disturb them while they were eating. She waited for them to finish eating before she came to clean up.

Sierra Moore had been lying down for a long time. She was very lazy. She did not want to go upstairs, so Nathan Shaw let her watch TV downstairs and he went to do his own things.

Wendy tidied up the kitchen and washed a plate of fruit for Sierra Moore by the way.

Wendy was a very easy person to get along with. Seeing that Sierra Moore was a little resistant, Wendy took the initiative to talk to her. "Miss, you eat some fruit first. If there is nothing else, I will go back to my room first. If you need anything, press this bell and I will come over."

"Alright, I understand." Sierra Moore was immediately bribed by the plate of fruit and watched Wendy leave with a smile.

Nathan Shaw had to go to the company at noon. When he came downstairs, he saw Sierra Moore giggling at the TV. She was holding a pile of snacks and fruits in front of her, eating happily.

Her laughter filled the entire room, and it was precisely because of her that there was an additional trace of popularity in this large and indifferent house and that this place became more like home.

Sierra Moore focused on watching TV and did not even notice that Nathan Shaw was walking over.

Looking at her self-indulgent look, Nathan Shaw felt a little funny. In the past, when she was at home, she had never been so relaxed.

Nathan Shaw walked over and sat next to her. He moved her injured right leg to the side. When this person saw him, she immediately fell into his arms with a smile. Her mouth was still chewing potato chips with a crisp sound.

"Is it that funny?" Nathan Shaw rubbed her hair when he saw her laughing so much that tears were coming out.

Sierra Moore nodded and pointed at the people on TV. "The people of Korea are really funny. They call everyone seniors when they see each other and even bow to each other. It's really interesting."

This was a Korean variety show. Nathan Shaw accompanied her to watch it for a while. He really couldn't get why it was amusing. Instead, he found that her mouth had never been idle.

Seeing that she had finished a bag of potato chips and immediately reached out to open another bag, Nathan Shaw grabbed her hand back and reminded her, "You just had a meal. Eat fewer snacks."

After saying that, he even reached out to touch her stomach. Her stomach was round and full, giving him a very fleshy feeling.

His movements were too abrupt, and Sierra Moore was fright by his action. She stopped eating snacks and stopped looking at the TV. She turned around and looked at him. Her big eyes blinked, and her face was full of confusion. She was really cute.

There were still potato chips left in the corner of her mouth. She looked like a little kitten who had secretly eaten. Nathan Shaw helped her wipe her mouth. Then, he left his thumb on her lips and gently wiped away the snack residues from her mouth.

Nathan Shaw loved to tease her the most, and then he looked at her face with satisfaction. Her face was dyed red as if she was drunk. What a silly girl.

Looking at her, he also felt drunk. He asked in a seductive voice, "Little Sisi, when are you going to compensate me for my wedding night?"

She was blinking again and again. Sierra Moore felt that she was hearing things.

She thought to herself, "The wedding night?"

"Mr. Shaw, are you sure you are not joking?"

In a careless tone, Nathan Shaw narrowed his black eyes and looked at her with a dangerous smile. "Little Sisi, I'm not joking. Have you thought of how to compensate me?"

She heard it clearly this time!

Sierra Moore felt that she had been frightened!

She carefully retreated a little, but she still could not escape the danger he brought.

Seeing his malicious smile, Sierra Moore felt her heart greatly shake. She did not care that her leg was hurt. She jumped down from the sofa and shouted, "Wendy, Wendy, quickly bring me my walking stick. I want to go upstairs."

Nathan Shaw was originally leaning against the sofa and looking at her. Seeing her stumble and almost fall, he hurriedly got up, walked over, and grabbed the person who was in a hurry to escape. He said with a fake smile, "It's still daytime. I didn't expect you to be more anxious than me."

Nathan Shaw knew that she didn't mean it that way, but he deliberately misinterpreted it. Sierra Moore had a thin skin, and with a whoosh, her face turned completely red. Her pink fists greeted him, "Nathan Shaw, you dirty ruffian."

The person who was scolded was in a particularly good mood. He carried Sierra Moore and strode upstairs. "Since my wife has invited me so kindly, then as your husband, I will not be polite."

"Nathan Shaw, are you still human? I am now a disabled person! If you bully me again, I will move to Sofi's house." Sierra Moore was angry and anxious, protesting him with red eyes.

"You dare!" Mr. Shaw glared at her.

Being swept by his cold gaze, Sierra Moore shrunk her neck.

Alright! She did not dare!

The reason why Sierra Moore was so fearless was that the day before she left the hospital, Sophie Lucas had specially come over to sow discord and said that she would take Sierra Moore home for a period.

At that time, Sierra Moore agreed as soon as she was happy, which made Mr. Shaw angry half to death.

Mr. Shaw had a fickle temperament. A moment ago, he was still as gentle as water, but in the blink of an eye, he had turned into a fiendish monster. He threw her on the bed and glared at her fiercely. "Tell me, where do you want to go?"

"I want to stay here. I won't go anywhere." Sierra Moore didn't dare to anger him and pledge her allegiance to him immediately.

He thought to himself, "That is more like it."

Nathan Shaw was satisfied and walked to the wardrobe to change his clothes, ready to go out.

As soon as he left, Sierra Moore took out her phone and complained, "Hey, Sofi, let me tell you. Nathan Shaw is crazy again. Hey, come quickly, I'm afraid he will hit me."

Hearing the sound of movement behind her, Sierra Moore quickly hung up the phone. She was feeling a little paranoid, seeing enemies everywhere. "He's here. Let's not talk about it. Hurry up and come over."