Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming！

The doctor finished setting up the IV for Nicole and softly explained in response to Jose Floyd’s question, ”Mr. Floyd, your wife has been on an IV recently. Her whole hand has been pricked multiple times, which is why it’s bruised.”

Jose Floyd heard the doctor refer to ’Mrs. Floyd’ and remained silent for a moment. He didn’t refute the term, and even found it somewhat pleasing.

But——-

She has been receiving IV treatment these days.... It’s probably because she had the child removed, so she’s on anti-inflammatory drips or something.

Jose Floyd quietly glanced at the person on the hospital bed, his eyes growing cold. The air inside felt heavy to him, making breathing difficult.

Jose Floyd coldly left a remark, ’Take good care of her,’ and walked out of the room.

Jose Floyd went downstairs, stood in front of the first-floor floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the sea, lost in thought, his back lonely and indifferent.

Ryan Seys held a small bowl filled with watermelon chunks that the servant had cut, walking towards Jose Floyd.

Jose Floyd was lost in thought, and his pant leg was tugged. He glanced down slightly, looking at Ryan Seys, who had approached without him realizing, and sternly asked, ”What are you doing?”

Ryan Seys wasn’t afraid of Jose Floyd’s indifference, placed the small bowl on the sofa in front of the window, skillfully climbed to the top end of the sofa to sit, turned to look at the bowl, and clapped his hands, saying indifferently to the cold-faced man, ”Pass me the watermelon.”

Jose Floyd glanced at Ryan Seys, noticing his resemblance to Arlo Seys, but didn’t move. The words ”I’ll spend my whole life waiting for Ariel,” said by Langdon Seal when drinking with him, crossed his mind, making him pity his brother. He naturally felt a bit repulsed by Arlo Seys, and this extended to his feelings toward Ryan Seys, who resembled Arlo.

”You don’t like me.” Ryan Seys watched Jose Floyd and furrowed his brow.

”So you know how to read faces,” Jose Floyd replied coldly.

”Uncle... No wonder my aunt dislikes you!” Ryan Seys snorted coldly, ”I’m a Seys, my aunt is too. You don’t like me, you don’t like Seys family members, why should my aunt, who’s also a Seys, like you!”

”...” Jose Floyd looked at Ryan Seys, raised his brows slightly, and his voice remained cold, ”You’re indeed Jorge’s nephew, and that mouth of yours is quite something!”

Jose Floyd looked at the young Ryan Seys in front of him, as if seeing the future Dandy Man successor Jorge Saxton.

Like uncle, like nephew—this saying holds true!

”Uncle Cooper likes me and treats me really well, no wonder our Seys family all likes Uncle Cooper.” Ryan Seys glanced at the small bowl he couldn’t reach and snorted coldly.

”If you don’t want to be thrown into the sea to feed the fish, you’d better shut up!” Jose Floyd’s face turned even colder upon hearing Ryan Seys praise Steven Cooper.

Ryan Seys pursed his lips, inwardly disdainful of Jose Floyd’s cold demeanor, and said indifferently, ”What should I call the person my aunt likes?”

Jose Floyd looked out at the sea, responding in a deep voice, ”Uncle.”

”Oh.” Ryan Seys nodded, pointed to his small bowl, and arrogantly looked at Jose Floyd, ”Uncle, pass me the bowl.”

Jose Floyd turned his head and saw the naturally elegant and noble-looking Ryan Seys, still not moving.

In order to get a favor, this little devil even called him Uncle! Is Nicole being sold by him?

”Uncle, help me out, and I’ll share two pieces of watermelon with you! I’ll watch the sea with you!” Ryan Seys’ expression was cold and arrogant, similar to his biological father Arlo Seys by seventy percent.

Jose Floyd, whether annoyed by him or influenced by that ’Uncle,’ unwittingly picked up the bowl of watermelon and handed it to Ryan Seys, coldly and indifferently glancing at him.