Chapter 799

After Victor came out of the bathroom, he was not happy at all.

Lucian walked over, looked at him and asked with a smile, "What's wrong? Who provoked you?"

Victor glanced at Anson who was sitting in a wheelchair, "Who else could it be except for my wife?"

Lucian was very helpless.

He glared at him, "You show off your love everyday. Since you got married, you've changed into a different person, and you're too strange. It seems that your wife is the most important person to you."

Victor laughed, "Lucian, when you have someone you love, you will understand. My wife is indeed the most important person to me. As long as she is by my side, I feel that the whole world is warm.

But you have to remember that you should dote on and spoil your wife, and you can't ask her to wash clothes and cook for you. When I have time, I will learn how to cook. In the future, I will make breakfast for her every morning..."

"Victor, stop!" Lucian raised his hands and gestured to him to stop.

Victor looked at him seriously.

Lucian sneered, "Victor, you're too infatuated with her, but don't try to convince me. Just like what Adonis said, my future wife is in my mother-in-law's house."

Victor said, "So what? She will be your wife one day. Do you want to be single forever?"

Lucian looked at him calmly and crossed his arms, "Victor, before you found Eden, I did have this idea. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. At least you look more pleasing to the eye than a woman, and I feel comfortable when I stay with you."

Hearing this, Victor immediately swallowed. He shuddered as he looked at Lucian's smiling face vigilantly, "Lucian, don't say that. That is too absurd."

Lucian smiled, looking extraordinarily handsome, "No matter what you think, I did have such an idea before, but I don't think like that anymore because you've got married now. Since you're so lucky to find the woman you love, I'll be as lucky as you."

Victor nodded quickly, "You'd better have a girlfriend as soon as possible, or I am afraid that you are a gay. In that case, you can't have your own child and your mother will be pissed off."

Lucian nodded, "I do want to be in a relationship if I meet someone suitable."

Hearing this, Victor breathed a sigh of relief. His nervous heart was finally at ease.

He pointed to Anson and said, "Talk to him and I'll record a video for Abigail. She has been sad these days, and my wife are worried about her all day."

Lucian smiled faintly, "Okay, but how are you going to repay me?"

Victor glanced at him with intense and cold eyes, "How about me being with you?"

Lucian was taken aback and smiled, "Are you serious?"

Victor said, "You mentioned it first."

Lucian's face broke into a smile, "You've changed a lot. It seems that men will become different after getting married. Anson has also changed after falling in love with Abigail.”

After saying this, Lucian walked towards Anson.

When he stood by Anson's side, Anson was looking down at his phone and did not notice him.

Lucian lowered his head, only to find that Anson was looking at Abigail's photo with his face full of sorrow.

Lucian took a deep breath and asked in a low voice, "Why don't you meet her since you miss her so much?"

Only then did Anson notice Lucian's existence. He composed his emotions and smiled bitterly, "I'm disabled now, and I can't give her happiness. What right do I have to meet her?" Anson had been very happy in heart since he heard her words that day.

He missed her so much every night, but he could only relieve his sadness by looking at her photos.

Sometimes, he wanted to listen to her voice which was very beautiful and pleasant.

When she called him by his name, he was very delighted.

His heart jumped wildly, and he couldn't control it as if it was not his own heart.

Lucian said, "Anson, don't be like this. Your legs will be cured, and it's not terminal. It's just a matter of time. You can meet her." At the very least, he did not feel so bad if he saw Abigail.

Anson shook her head and looked up at Lucian, "You don't have to worry about me. My wounds have almost recovered. They don't hurt anymore. About a week later, I will go back to the company and work. My mind is filled with nonsense when I stay at home like this. Maybe I won't think too much anymore when I go to work."

Hearing this, Lucian did not agree with him and said with a frown, "You don't have to rush to work.

Heal your injuries first. You can't recover quickly unless you rest well."

Anson smiled, pinched his injured leg with great strength, and looked at Lucian, "I used a lot of strength just now, but I couldn't feel any pain. It's very difficult to heal my leg. In the past one month, I’ve come round. Let nature take its course. If I can recover, it will be the best. If I can't, I'll accept the fact."

Lucian's heart was filled with bitterness as he asked, "How are you going to deal with Adalynn?"

Anson lowered his head slightly and looked at his legs, "I was indeed plotted against by Adalynn and Rebecca, but Rebecca is always very cunning. You didn't find any evidence, did you? The video you found is not useful. I will take revenge on them by myself."

Lucian moved his wheelchair slightly to face Victor, who was hiding in the dark and shooting.

He said in a low voice, "Anson, let me do it with you. Don't forget that we grew up together." Those people couldn't live a good life in prison, and they would definitely betray Rebecca one day.

Anson was touched and smiled, "Thanks to you." Ever since he was disabled, his relatives had always been gossiping about him, and they didn't even sympathize with him.

Instead, his friends and parents had never given him up.

"Do you want some water?" Lucian asked.

Anson said, "I want some orange juice."

Speaking of orange juice, Anson suddenly remembered that when he was hospitalized a period of time agao, Ab by brought him a glass of orange juice every day. The sour and sweet taste improved his appetite a lot.

Lucian said, "Wait a moment. I'll get it for you." Lucian estimated that Victor was almost done with his filming.

Victor took three videos and sent them to Eden dicretly.

Eden had just arrived at Fashion Square. As soon as she parked the car, she received the videos from Victor.

She frowned slightly. Victor could send them to Abby directly. Why did he send the videos to her?