Spoil My Sweet Window

Chapter 279

Harold did have a sense of propriety. While he was playing with the dagger, Mark was still indulged in his own world happily. However, he knew what angle and what kind of strength to use to stab the dagger into his body, which could make him look miserable and prevent him from hurting his muscles and bones to the greatest extent.

Mark was too naive.

However, this little idiot, Crystal, was even more naive.

As soon as she saw Harold’s bloody wound, her tears began to fall again.

It was fine that she cried, but she did it silently. Who could stand it?

Harold said, “In fact, it’s not very painful…”

Crystal said, “You’re lying. It must be painful…” She wiped away her tears. “Don’t talk anymore. It will hurt more if you talk.”

Harold, “…”

At this moment, the doctor suddenly felt as if Crystal was taking her child to the hospital to get vaccinated.

But…

The doctor glanced at Harold.

He thought that Master White had nothing to do with the word “child”.

The doctor skillfully disinfected the wound, applied the medicine to it, and finally wrapped it with bandages. He taught Crystal how to change the dressing, and left after prescribing some medicine to be consumed.

Crystal looked at Harold’s bandaged shoulder blade and recalled the doctor’s technique. Suddenly, Harold grabbed the back of her head with one hand and said, “Let me take a look at your hand.” “My hand is fine.” Crystal stretched out her hand and moved five white and tender fingers. Harold looked at her wrist and said, “Are we… in the same boat now?”

Crystal said, “I’ll be fine in two days, but your injury will take a long time to recover.

“Yes,” Harold said. “That’s why Miss Evans, can you help me put on my clothes? It’s a little cold.”

“…Oh.” Crystal helped him put on his shirt. Halfway through, she suddenly looked up and said, “Why not I ask Assistant Britton to buy you a wheelchair?”

Harold, “Thank you for your kindness, but my injury is on my shoulder, not my leg.”

Crystal said, “What if you touch your shoulder while walking?”

Harold paused and said, “I think you should know that humans don’t walk using all four limbs since a long time ago.”

Crystal, “…”

Dana prepared warm chicken soup for them. She frowned and asked, “Crystal, what’s wrong?” Crystal thought for a moment and said simply, “I was kidnapped and Master White saved me, and then we are all injured.”

Dana was shocked. “Kidnapped? Someone kidnapped you?!” “It’s all right, Dana.” Crystal comforted her. “I’m fine now.”

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Crystal was stunned and looked at Harold. “Did you call the police?”

Harold smiled and said, “Yes.”

In the warehouse.

Luke muttered, “I guess Mrs. White has gone far.”

He turned to look at Cyril. “Do you know what you should say when the police arrive?”

Cyril glanced at Kimberly and said in a trembling voice, “My… my father kidnapped my sister-in-law. We, we…”

Luke shook his head and smiled. “Master White said he would let you go, but he didn’t mean to let you go unharmed. It’s just…” He glanced at Mark, who was lying on the ground, bleeding profusely, and said, “to let you suffer lesser.”

Kimberly and Cyril stiffened.

Luke said slowly, “Second Young Master, I’ll teach you what to say.”

“When the police arrive, you have to make it clear. From the beginning to the end, it was you who divided the stolen goods and caused internal strife. It has nothing to do with Mrs. White.”

He looked at Cyril and said, “I hope Second Young Master will be obedient, otherwise…” “There’s something more painful than going to prison that’s waiting for you.”