Revenge On My First Love

Chapter 482 Silver Lining



Chapter 482 Silver Lining

Chapter 482 Silver Lining

Sophia pushed him, pretending to be angry, "What does it mean that I even know that? Am I stupid or

something?"

Drake took her into his arms, "Of course, you're stupid. Otherwise, why would you love only me for the

rest of your life?"

As he said that, he kissed her forehead, and her hair, and even wanted to kiss every inch of her skin.

But her situation didn't allow it, so he had to stop.

"But, Sophia, Rashad did remind me of one thing that I hadn't thought of before. I should take you

abroad for a full body check!"

Sophia shook her head. "You got muddled by him. How am I going to go abroad like this? It could make

things worse."

Yes, Drake was indeed muddled by Rashad.

He had to admit that Rashad was very cunning.

"Then I will ask the medical team to come here from abroad!"

Sophia thought he was just kidding. Later she found that he meant it.

When she was working at home, she heard a lot of noises outside. She didn't pay much attention at

first, but when she looked outside, she saw people moving large pieces of medical equipment inside.

Sophia stood up and went outside.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Emma was already busy.

"Mom, what is this for?"

"Drake made it. He is worried about your health, so he asked people to bring that equipment from

abroad. "

Sophia froze.

Seeing that everyone was busy, she wanted to say something. At this time, Drake walked over from

outside.

"Okay, that's it. Yes, put it here!"

Aria had nothing to do today. She was woken up by these noises. She came out and was shocked by

what she saw.

"Shoot! That's my brother. He never tells jokes."

He said it to Sophia only two days ago. And now, all the equipment was here.

Sophia walked up to Drake, "Drake, you don't really need..."

"Why not? Like you said, I couldn't go on living if you were gone. Stop talking. Just have a good check!"

Anyway, all kinds of medical equipment were there now and they cost a lot. It would cost more money

to have them moved back.

The equipment was placed in the living room. The electronic appliances were all powered off.

Fortunately, there was a transformer at home that could be used for large electrical appliances.

Otherwise, accidents may occur with so many medical devices being powered on at the same time.

After the equipment was set up, the medical team walked in.

They shook hands with Drake first, and then they started working.

Sophia went from one device to another. Emma was a little worried, "Will these devices have high

radiation and cause harm to Sophia's health?"

Hearing Emma's words, Drake didn't know what to do for a while. He blamed himself for ignoring this

problem.

Aria smiled secretly seeing her brother at a loss. In this world, except for Sophia, no one would make

him so nervous.

A doctor gave a professional explanation, "Radiation is inevitable. But as long as you don't want to

have children within two years, it'll be fine."

No children within two years?

That was what Drake wanted.

However, it was a pity that he could no longer use this as an excuse to have sex with Sophia.

Bonnie said with a sad face, "So I won't have a younger brother or a younger sister?"

Emma said with a smile, "It's just within these two years. It doesn't mean forever."

"But after two years, I'll be a big girl!"

"You don't like your younger siblings once you are older?"

Bonnie thought about it carefully, "Yes, you are right, Grandma. I will like them no matter how old I am."

Sophia pouted. Why did no one care about what she thought?

Drake was watching. Although he didn't understand medicine, he wished he did.

The whole operation took about half an hour. One of the doctors came over after that.

"Mr. Riley, please rest assured, your wife is fine, and there is no need to worry about any sequelae.

She was lucky enough."

Everybody was relieved.

"Glad to know you're well!" Emma patted Sophia's hand lightly.

Sophia was no less worried than other people. If there was any sequelae, it could cause many

problems in the future.

Drake was happy. He said, "I'll donate these devices to the hospital in the name of my wife."

"Yes!"

Drake had his people send the foreign medical teams away.

Originally, Drake didn't want people to know about this matter. But someone found it during the

donation process and posted it on the Internet.

People online never had much of their own judgment. Their opinion would sway with the wind.

Some good comments said as followed:

-Mr. Riley is really a kind person. We should support the Riley Group in the future.

-Mr. Riley cares about Sophia so much. If I had a husband like that, I would want nothing else.

-Mr. Riley is a role model for entrepreneurs. Look at what Mr. Riley has done. I heard he didn't want the

public to know about his kind deed.

Bad comments said something like:

-The Riley family is so rich. I heard that Mr. Riley bought those devices for the examination of his wife.

He donated them just because it's useless to put them at home.

-I rarely hear about any good things that the Riley Group has done. They are so rich, so of course they

should spend more money on charity.

-Why would we see those videos if they didn't want people to know? It's just a ridiculous show.

Neither Sophia nor Drake wanted to respond. But Rashad stood out.

"Hello everyone, I know you have been paying attention to the Riley family lately. Some time ago, my

cousin-in-law was indeed in poor health due to some incidents. My cousin has always taken care of

her. Everybody knows that. So he bought some devices from abroad to treat my cousin-in-law."

"They are indeed useless to us now. So I understand your thoughts. But have you ever thought that we

could have sold these devices to hospitals at a low price? The reason we didn't do so was that Sophia

said domestic medical devices are behind foreign ones in terms of technology. Having foreign

equipment in our hospital would help our people."


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