Chapter 518: Michale Shaw Extra (9) Shocking, He is Her?

On the way to Tobias Carter’s place, Michale Shaw passed by Cressida Jones’s flower shop and bought a bouquet.

Seeing his troubled expression, Cressida Jones smiled and said, “Who are you giving them to? I can help you with recommendations.”

“An important person.”

“A girl?”

Michale Shaw hesitated. Cressida Jones, known for her keen sense, instantly sensed something unusual.

Her pupils slightly enlarged, but she dared not think further. She simply said, “What kind of person is this? Outgoing and lively, or reserved? Based on personality, I can roughly guess what kind of flowers he likes.”

“Always looks indifferent, but has high standards for quality of life…”

Michale Shaw briefly described.

Cressida Jones pursed her lips:

Young Master Shaw, you might as well directly mention Young Master Carter’s name.

Tobias Carter had reached a strategic cooperation with Payne Corps two years ago, involving billions in financing. Because of Tim Payne, Cressida Jones had met him numerous times. Michale Shaw’s slight description immediately reminded her of Tobias Carter.

That person indeed has a face capable of mesmerizing everyone.

“Malta Blue, Scottish Green Roses, Black Knight Roses… They are all good.”

“Let’s go with Green Roses.”

Packaging the bouquet took some time. While waiting, Michale Shaw looked at Cressida Jones again, “I heard you’re pregnant, congratulations.”

“Who did you hear it from?” Cressida Jones hadn’t made her pregnancy public.

“Vera.”

“So it was that little girl.”

“Do you and Junior President Payne want a son or a daughter?” Michale Shaw casually asked.

“Either is fine.”

“You two are so outstanding, you should have more children, don’t waste such good genes.”

Cressida Jones watched him holding the bouquet and trotting away, rubbing her chin.

Did she just discover something remarkable?

But she dared not speak such things carelessly, so she didn’t even mention it to Tim Payne after returning home.

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Meanwhile, Michale Shaw had already arrived at Tobias Carter’s place with the flowers. At this hour, he was unlikely to be home. Should he prepare a candlelight dinner in advance?

Then make a romantic confession?

Would Tobias Carter kick him out?

Forget it, let’s not worry about it for now.

When Michale Shaw entered, the interior was as usual. The jellyfish wall had changed color; in the ice-blue water, the jellyfish turned pink, dreamy and surreal, making him stare in a daze…

Jellyfish, beautiful yet stinging.

Wasn’t he aware of the danger now, choosing to approach despite knowing the risk?

After all, he already got beaten by grandpa. He should take a gamble.

Perhaps it might work!

Recently, he wasn’t idle. He contacted a few of Tobias Carter’s former female companions for information. Almost all said the same; Tobias Carter never touched them except for simply dining and chatting, sometimes taking them out for respectful fun.

Generous and not sleazy.

So even after parting ways, none spoke ill of him.

Some even started anew after the breakup.

After all…

If not necessary, who would want to become a man’s plaything?

Hence, Michale Shaw felt he still had some chances…

He had just placed the flowers on the table when the main bedroom door opened. Tobias Carter, wearing slippers with messy hair and a blue pajama, came out.

He looked pale, lacking blood.

His eyes were half-closed, hands covering his abdomen, expression pained, “Archer, where are the things I asked you to buy…”

Eye contact stopped Tobias Carter in his tracks, looking at Michale Shaw in surprise, “What are you doing in my house?”

“I…”

Michale Shaw’s mind was in chaos at that moment.

What should I do?

Confess?

It doesn’t seem right; what to do?

Your stubborn mouth, aren’t you usually quite eloquent?

Say something!

“Are you feeling sick?” Michale Shaw assessed him.

“Just a stomachache.” Tobias Carter’s expression was subtle, his voice weak, clearly in severe pain, looking at Michale Shaw, “Is there something you need?”

“Nothing much. Just passing by. With this stomachache, you should go to a hospital; how can you endure it? Did you have Archer get stomach medicine? There should be some at home!” Michale Shaw, having lived here, found the medicine box, equipped with various drugs.

“None of these work for me.” Tobias Carter bit his lip, “I’m really not well today and can’t entertain you. If you don’t have anything else, you should leave.”

“That won’t do. I’ve been bothering you here for so long, haven’t even properly thanked you, now you’re sick, and I’d just run? What kind of person am I then?”

Even without Michale Shaw’s intentions, a normal friend wouldn’t just walk away in such a situation.

“You go back to the room. I’ll get you some warm water first.”

But Tobias Carter didn’t go back to the room, instead pulling a blanket and huddling on the sofa. His expression pained, tightly biting his lip, which was becoming bloodless.

“I better take you to the hospital.” Michale Shaw, seeing his discomfort, naturally felt concern.

“Not going.”

“Why not? You’re in so much pain. Are you worried about being photographed by reporters? Being sick and going to the hospital, even if photographed, there won’t be any random write-up. What are you afraid of?”

“I know my own body.” Tobias Carter picked up his phone, intending to message his cousin.

Michale Shaw frowned, “This much pain, and you’re still playing with your phone? I’m taking you to the hospital!”

Saying so, he grabbed Tobias Carter’s hand, pulling him up from the sofa.

Only to find, his hand…

Cold as ice!

It was already late spring, after the last cold wave, the temperature in the Capital City rose rapidly, getting quite warm.

“Why is your hand so cold?”

“Let go!” Tobias Carter breathed sharply, anxiously shaking off his hand.

“To the hospital!” Michale Shaw grabbed his hand again.

After several tussles, Tobias Carter seemed extremely resistant to going to the hospital. Michale Shaw took a deep breath and decisively bent down, carrying him outside!

“Michale Shaw, you lunatic, put me down. I know my own body; I’m not going to the hospital.”

“You don’t know shit!”

“If you don’t put me down right now, we won’t even be friends anymore.”

“Who the hell wants to be friends with you!”

I want to be your partner!

“You…” Tobias Carter, seeing Michale Shaw’s stubbornness, felt weak with his abdominal pain, struggling was difficult.

“You’re almost passing out from pain, and still won’t go to the hospital? Careful you don’t get stomach cancer!”

“It’s none of your business!”

“I’m making it my business; I’ll handle everything about you from now on!”

“…”

The moment these words were spoken, both were stunned.

Tobias Carter wasn’t foolish; he could naturally hear the implied meaning, suddenly forgetting to struggle.

In an instant,

It seemed the air condensed.

At this moment, the door opened, Archer Carter walked in, “… Went to two supermarkets to find the old ginger brown sugar and painkillers you wanted. You’re in pain like this every month; shouldn’t you…”

Archer Carter walked out of the foyer into the living room and saw a scene that left him dumbfounded.

Stunned, his fingers relaxed.

The shopping bag fell to the ground, items rolling out, a box of old ginger brown sugar labeled: [Warm, very comfortable], pain every month?

Even if Michale Shaw was slow, he understood.

Tobias Carter…

He, turned out to be she?