My Wife is a Herbalist Practitioner novel Chapter 68

The girl should also be as brilliant as Sylvie was, and as proud and lovely as she was.

Before he met Sylvie, Kieran had never thought about what that girl would look like.

After he met Sylvie, Kieran felt that she satisfied all his imagination.

That was the kind of girl he had imagined.

Now Kieran was lying on Sylvie's pillow, which still carried her scent. The first time Kieran smelt her, it seemed like he had been searching for it for so long that he couldn't help but get fascinated.

Kieran raised his hand to cover his scarlet eyes. He felt his throat was hot and fry, and his mind full of Sylvie in a skin-color silk nightdress.

He was wearing the leather belt she had given him, and if she could hold it in her little pink young hands...

Kieran got up quickly and went to the shower room for a cold shower.

Sylvie received a message from Kieran, "I just took a cold shower, and I miss you, miss you so much."

What was he doing?

Sylvie's beautiful face blushed.

Then Kieran sent another message, "Women are good at seducing men. I was almost driven crazy by you."

Sylvie's heart softened.

Kieran sent another message, "Sylvie, I made a mistake. This is all my fault. Can I pick you up and take you home?"

Sylvie was hesitating whether to reply when Linda, wearing a facial mask, walked over. "Sylvie, no matter what he sends, don't reply to him. Leave him alone."

"Oh." Sylvie quickly dropped the phone.

"Sylvie, you can't give in on this matter. Yanis once saved his life, and there is the third thing that has not finished, so Yanis will still pester him. You have to hold Kieran firmly in your hand the first time, and let him solve the messy things himself, got it?"

Sylvie nodded quickly in agreement. "I just miss Grandma, even though she didn't let me go back."

Linda sat in front of the dressing table. "The old lady is smart, but the old lady really likes you, so it increases good impression on Mr. Lowe."

Kieran didn't get reply from Sylvie. Tonight was another sleepless night.

"Kieran, come and have some water." the old lady pushed open the door and gave him a cup of water.

Kieran looked sadly at his grandmother. "Grandma, let's go pick up Sylvie now. If there is only me, she won't come back. But if you go with me, she will definitely be back."

The old lady put down the and snorted, "I won't go with you."

"Grandma, you've changed!"

The old lady sighed. "Sylvie is not an ordinary girl. She has her own thoughts, and if she doesn't come back willingly, she'll leave again."

"Sylvie's character was exactly the same as her mother's." The old lady thought in her mind.

"Kieran, do what you can to grab Sylvie's heart, or someone will steal Sylvie's heart from you."

Kieran tucked his healthy arms under his head and squinted his narrow eyes, "Sylvie is my mine. Who dares to take her from me?"

The old lady laughed and walked away, muttering to herself, "Sylvie was not yours..."

The next morning, Sylvie got a great piece of news: Mila had woken up!

Sylvie rushed to the hospital. Mila lay in bed, still weak but with her eyes open.