Fortunately, she was wounded and had little strength, so she could not penetrate deeply.
Olivia looked at us for a long time. She dropped the shard and suddenly lost her strength. “You can go now. I’ll let go of it.”
…
In the dressing room, Mario was cleaning my wound. Dennis went into the O.R., and my head was all messed up.
I was still a little numb from what had just happened.
Mario spoke several words to me, which I didn’t listen to until Luna and Samuel came in and looked at me with mixed faces.
Luna was the first to speak. “Are you okay?”
I looked at them, confused. “If you want to press charges, go ahead.”
Luna shook her head, looked at me, and said, “No, we’re here to see you, Miss Kennedy. You...”
“All right, go see Olivia, and we’re done here!” Samuel took Luna’s word and dragged her out.
Mario bandaged my wound and looked sternly at the two of them as they left. He frowned. “Looks like the Lewis family won’t press charges.”
I wasn't afraid of what they were doing to me and I looked down at the cut on my arm.
I looked at Mario and said, “Is Dennis going to be okay?”
He chuckled. “Anything that doesn't hurt the inside of your lungs is a small wound. A few stitches will fix it. Don’t worry.”
I nodded, but still worried.
Dennis stitched it up, walked straight out of the bed, looked at me and said, “Come on, let’s go home!”
I was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly my emotion came up. “Dennis, are you out of your mind and trying to die just after coming out of the operating room? Aren’t you afraid of death?”
It was already three in the morning and Nanny Daisy and Yara were back at the cottage. Mario and Marcus had returned, and the Lewis family had hired a caregiver to look after Olivia.
I stayed with Dennis. He wanted to ga back but was stopped by me.
He stared at me for a few seconds, frowning. “You don’t like being in the hospital, do you?”
I pressed my lips and pulled him on the bed. Looking at the wound on his lower abdomen, I felt very distressed. “You stay there until the doctor says it’s okay to leave.”
He lay down, looked at me, patted his position, and said, “Lie down next to me, or we’ll go back home to sleep.copy right hot novel pub
You'll be in Prison for at Least a few years 5 Fortunately, she was wounded and had little strength, so she could not penetrate deeply.
Olivia looked at us for a long time.
She dropped the shard and suddenly lost her strength.
“You can go now.
I'll let go of it.” In the dressing room, Mario was cleaning my wound.
Dennis went into the O.R., and my head was all messed up.
| was still a little numb from what had just happened.
Mario spoke several words to me, which | didn't listen to until Luna and Samuel came in and looked at me with mixed faces.
Luna was the first to speak.
“Are you okay?” | looked at them, confused.
“If you want to press charges, go ahead.” Luna shook her head, looked at me, and said, “No, we're here to see you, Miss Kennedy.
You...” “All right, go see Olivia, and we're done here!”
Samuel took Luna’s word and dragged her out.
Mario bandaged my wound and looked sternly at the two of them as they left.
He frowned.
“Looks like the Lewis family won't press charges.” | wasn't afraid of what they were doing to me and | looked down at the cut on my arm.
| looked at Mario and said, “Is Dennis going to be okay?” He chuckled.
“Anything that doesn't hurt the inside of your lungs is a small wound.
A few stitches will fix it.
Don’t worry.” | nodded, but still worried.
Dennis stitched it up, walked straight out of the bed, looked at me and said, “Come on, let’s go home!”
| was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly my emotion came up.
“Dennis, are you out of your mind and trying to die just after coming out of the operating room? Aren't you afraid of death?” It was already three in the morning and Nanny Daisy and Yara were back at the cottage.
Mario and Marcus had returned, and the Lewis family had hired a caregiver to look after Olivia.
I didn’t want to go through that again.
He pressed his lips together and his voice was low.
“What did you dream?” “I dreamed you were gone!”
As soon as I said it, tears came again, and it was still very painful.
“Silly girl, close your eyes and sleep, I’ve been here and I'll always be here.” He sighed and rubbed my long hair.
Because we didn’t sleep well in the hospital, Dennis went through the discharge procedure the next day and we went straight back to the villa.
Because Mr.
Shone did not continue to investigate Yara, she returned to the Gibson’s house.
Nanny Daisy was enough in the villa.
Jenny was dismissed by Dennis, and Dennis and I returned to the villa.
I had a terrible headache because I hadn't slept well.
As soon as Dennis got home, he frowned and said, “I’m going to take a shower.” I knew he hated the smell of blood, so he was in a hurry to take a shower.
I followed him into the bathroom.
He frowned.
“What's wrong?” “Let me help you!”
I said, naturally raising my hand to take off his coat.
As I reached for his belt, Dennis suddenly pressed my hand, breathing heavily.
“Okay, I'll do it myself.
You can go to bed now!”
I frowned.
“The wound must not get wet.
You can’t take a shower or bath.
You can only wipe it off with a towel.
How can you do it yourself?” He scowled.
“It’s nothing.
It’s nothing serious.
I'll just wipe it.” I pressed my lips together and said doggedly, “I’ll do it for you!”
He stared at me and said meaningfully, “It’s easy to go off, are you sure?” What? “You’re gonna scratch yourself.” I shied away from the subject.
He smiled, held my hand to unfasten the belt, then held my hand to unzip it, his eyes growing more unfathomable.
I was not stupid, so of course I knew what he was trying to do, so I snapped my hand away and said nervously, “Just wipe it yourself while I go to bed.” Before I could get out of the bathroom, I was pulled, and he had his arms around me from behind.
I stiffened myself not to move for fear of tearing his wound.
He looked at me abstractly.
“May I?” I blushed.“Your wound will be torn open.” “It’s only a minor injury, it’s nothing.”
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