Revenge On My First Love

Chapter 273 Her Stomach Problem

Everyone here was sophisticated. Sophia smiled and said, "You are welcome. I will work hard to bring

more benefits to everyone and the company."

Everyone drank.

After putting down their glasses, they all sat back in their chairs. However, Mr. Martin was still standing.

He said with a smile, "Mr. Riley, Ms. Lawson is really a model businesswoman. She has drunk eight

glasses of wine already and four of them were with Mr. Porter. But she's still sober and energetic, I

really admire that!"

His purpose of saying these words was obvious enough.

Everyone here could see that Mr. Martin and Spencer had become estranged because of the benefits

brought by Sophia.

But none of them had expected that Mr. Martin would mock Spencer for what he had done to Sophia so

freely. It was obvious he was siding with Sophia.

A show was going to be put on here.

Spencer looked at Mr. Martin in anger while Mr. Martin looked back at him provocatively.

'You want to take revenge on me? I am one step faster than you!'

Drake looked at Spencer, "Oh? Mr. Porter, you have drunk so much wine with my fiancee? You seem to

be fine, too."

Mr. Martin said, smiling, "Oh, Mr. Porter didn't drink much. He had only two glasses."

Drake pretended to be confused, "And why is that?"

Drake's strong vibe put pressure on Spencer.

"Mr. Riley, that's not true. I'd like to propose a toast to you!"

Then, he drank up the wine in his glass.

Although he was good at drinking too, he was not as good as Sophia. The full glass of wine gave pain

to his stomach.

But he found that Drake didn't even grab his glass.

"Mr. Riley, don't be angry. I will punish myself with another glass." Then, he had another glass of wine.

Everyone could see from the look on his face that drinking two glasses of wine in a row must have

been torturing. They admired Sophia even more.

But Drake still didn't seem to want to drink with him, Spencer had to keep going.

After he had five glasses of wine, Drake was still with a long face.

But he couldn't have more wine now. "I'm sorry, Mr. Riley. I really can't drink anymore, I..."

Bang!

Spencer passed out on the table.

Hank immediately ran over. "Mr. Riley, Mr. Porter must be drunk. I will send him home."

Drake spoke, "In that case, tell him he can have a day off at home tomorrow."

Of course, Hank knew what he meant, but he dared not disobey Drake.

"Yes, sir. I will tell Mr. Porter."

After Hank left with Mr. Porter, Drake gave a complacent smile at Sophia, as if saying "see? I have

avenged you!"

Sophia smiled resignedly.

After Mr. Porter was gone, everyone here felt much more relaxed.

And no one proposed any toasts to Sophia afterwards.

When dinner was over and they were about to go home, Sophia finally couldn't help looking pained.

"What's wrong?"

Drake had noticed that Sophia didn't look well. When he wanted to ask her what was wrong, she

stopped him with a warning look. Now it seemed that she did feel unwell.

"I am having a stomachache."

Sophia answered in pain.

"I will take you to the hospital right now," said Drake, asking the driver to turn around.

But Sophia grabbed his wrist. "No. If Mr. Porter's men found out, they would know why I didn't get

drunk tonight."

Drake knew what she was implying but said angrily, "That's not the priority now! If you want to get rid of

Spencer, it won't be a problem with my help!"

"I know, but I'd prefer doing it on my own."

Drake knew she was stubborn and thought for a while, "Fine. I will have the family doctor check on

you."

Sophia could have a physical examination if Drake took her to a hospital, but a family doctor could only

give a general check-up.

The doctor had arrived when they got back home. After all, it was an emergency call from Drake.

After checking on Sophia, the doctor gave her an IV drip.

Seeing that Sophia looked much better, he walked out of the room and said to Drake, "Mr. Riley, Ms.

Lawson should better have a gastroscopy in the hospital. Her stomach problem seems to be a long-

term problem already."

Drake frowned. Of course, he knew how Sophia got the stomach problem. All the CEOs more or less

had it.

"I see. You may leave now."

"Yes, sir!"

Maybe it was because Sophia had drunk too much that she had fallen asleep.

Drake came up to her and sat down by the bed, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked her cheek.

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If they hadn't had those three years of separation, maybe she wouldn't have had the stomach problem.

The next day, when Sophia woke up, she found that Drake had got up. She remembered that she had

an IV drip last night, but she didn't remember when it was removed and what happened later.

There were only the two of them, it should be Drake who had been taking care of her.

Drake came into the room and saw her get up, he said, "Get up and have some porridge!"

He didn't look tired at all after taking care of her all night, but Sophia couldn't help asking, "You didn't

sleep much last night, did you?"

"I slept for three hours," Drake said casually.

Sophia felt a bit guilty.

"You feel sorry for me?"

Sophia looked up, "I do."

"In that case, don't drink so much from now on. And by the way, you are not going to work today. I have

made a gastroscopy appointment for you."

Sophia got up at once. She still felt pain in her stomach but could endure it.

"No. I have to go to work. What would Spencer think if I didn't go to work today?"

"He wouldn't be there today anyway."

"But he has spies in the company and he will know everything about me."

"Sophia, do you have to work so hard?" Drake was a bit mad.

"I have had an IV drip. Don't worry. I'm fine," Sophia said with determination.

Drake was so angry that he didn't know what to say now. After a while, he said, "Sophia, I want you to

be healthy when you marry me. How am I supposed to live if anything happens to you?"