Chapter 69 Who the hell is it?
Emboldened, Lucia gingerly stood up and came to Arthur’s side, first to examine his left leg up close for a moment, and then to scrutinize the various wounds on his body, the blood oozing from the bandages had long since curdled into a dark red.
It looks shocking, from the division of the wound can probably guess what kind of situation Arthur was in when he was hit, Lucia frowned deeper and deeper.
If he hadn’t been deliberately angry with him today, he might have returned to the company long ago and wouldn’t have met the car accident.
A short ten minutes, Lucia has Arthur after the rest of his life may encounter all the misfortune carried in their own body, tears also fell down, clap clap, a teardrop after a teardrop slipped down, obviously silent, but each drop is as heavy as a mountain.
“Well, don’t cry …” Just as Lucia’s vision was blurred by tears, Arthur’s voice sounded ghostly like a helpless sigh.
In fact, he woke up just now when Lucia turned Arthur’s quilt to check his injuries, but did not say anything, but after feeling the teardrops falling on his arm, he could no longer calm down.
Lucia was of course taken aback, she blinked desperately, but her eyes were full of tears and she couldn’t see the look on Arthur’s face, but the words he said were like the last straw that broke the camel’s back, causing Lucia’s perseverance over this period of time to fall apart instantly.
Tears blurred her vision, but she still recognized the direction of Arthur’s embrace, and she bent down and threw herself into Arthur’s arms, crying out.
Arthur lifted his arms around her and gently patted her back, letting her cry as much as she wanted.
He waited patiently until Lucia’s breath had subsided and her choking had stopped, and Arthur, despite his injuries, carried her to the hospital bed and laid her on her side.
When Sophie returns with Theodore, Arthur is seen in a mess.
Arthur himself was just bandaged, but after Lucia’s reckless lunge, plus he carried Lucia, who was lying on his chest, to bed in a sitting position, the threads of each wound almost collapsed.
Originally the bandage on the dark red blood marks re-wetted bright red, some of the larger injuries of blood even flowed beyond the bandage, at first glance, his whole person is like dipped in blood, looks shocking.
The subtle thing is that Arthur has a smile on his face!
Just as Sophie was about to exclaim, Arthur raised his hand in a silent gesture and pointed to Lucia, who was cowering beside him, imploring them not to disturb her.
Sophie was helpless to the extreme, and Theodore saw his father so defensive of his mother, a pair of big eyes instantly burst out to Arthur’s admiration.
Although we can’t wake Lucia, we can’t let Arthur bleed like this. Sophie carried Theodore to the doctor’s office for a while, and finally two doctors came over to personally stop Arthur’s bleeding and re-stitch and re-bandage him, the whole time both of them were scared.
If they moved a little more, Arthur would signal them with his eyes to be lighter.
The remedial work that could have been done in half an hour by one doctor took more than an hour for two doctors to complete.
And, Arthur is still reluctant to move, the wound on the back simply do not give them to touch, the good thing is that there is no big wound on the back, otherwise it would be difficult for the doctor.
Finally, Arthur’s wounds were re-treated, and now not only Theodore looked at him with admiration, but also Kyle, and only Sophie was full of heartache.
The love is so deep, which will still care about flesh wounds.
Arthur’s love for Lucia is much deeper than Sophie’s imagined love, and I’m afraid that words cannot be used to estimate it now.
Sophie speaks softly:
“Arthur, let Lucia stay with you, Theodore has classes tomorrow, I’ll take him back to rest, you take care of yourself, don’t be like that again.”Content © NôvelDrama.Org.
“Well, Theodore come here, be a good boy and go home with Grandma to rest, and come back to see Daddy after school, okay?” Calling Theodore to the other side of his bed, Arthur leaned over and kissed him on the forehead, instructing.
“Okay, Theodore is good!” Theodore fluttered his big eyes and promised solemnly.
Sophie took Theodore back after telling Arthur a few more things, it was now 9:30 pm, usually Theodore should have gone to bed early, in the car, the child has been sleepy yawning, but Sophie rarely let him sleep at will.
“Theodore, did you and Mom spend Christmas and New Year’s at Grandma Esmae’s?” Sophie embraced Theodore and asked him.
Theodore was so smart that he often remembered small details, and Sophie had wanted to ask him about it for a long time. Theodore’s voice is so clear that it’s hard for her to find the opportunity to spend time alone with him.
“Well, all the time.” Theodore answered his grandmother’s question seriously, even though he was sleepy enough to rub his eyes.
“Did your mother change in any strange ways while in Chicago? Did she suddenly become very negative and depressed emotionally?” These are the kind of questions you might ask any other four-year-old who would just give you a dumbfounded look, but Theodore is different, and Sophie is reassured to ask.
“There …” Theodore said after thinking for a while: “Grandma Esmae has just picked us up and she’s talking to Mommy alone, Grandma Esmae wasn’t like this before Theodore said here also pouted in discontent and continued:
“Mommy and Grandma Esmae talked for a long, long time, until Theodore went to bed Mommy came back and her eyes were red, Theodore was so scared, asked Mommy what was wrong and she wouldn’t tell me, and asked me if I really liked Daddy, and I said yes, and Mommy cried… …”
Sophie was busy asking, “What happened?”
“The next day Mommy was just like normal, but when Daddy sent the video over, Mommy was clearly
It’s not right to ask Theodore to lie about her absence next to you!” Theodore replied while asserting his sense of right and wrong.
Sophie nodded and continued to ask: “Don’t you think it’s strange that you didn’t video your dad again after that?”
Theodore thought for a moment and said, “Mommy said the phone was broken and she would wait until after the holidays to find Daddy.”
When Sophie heard this, she was almost certain that the problem was with Grandma Esmae, as Theodore called her, but what did they talk about, and who was Grandma Esmae?
“Theodore, do you know what Grandma Esmae’s name is?” Sophie then asked.
“I don’t know … Theodore called Grandma EsmaeGrandma Esmae as soon as he was born … “Theodore’s eyes almost closed, dazed, said.
Sophie stopped asking questions and let Theodore close her eyes to sleep in peace, besides the reason she had found.
That Grandma Esmae, who the hell is she?