NovelAppChapter 667 Sylvic came to meet Jack alonc, so she didn’t drive lice minivan. After Icaving the club. Zavne called for
a taxi and took her to the hospital.
The doctor cut the hair around hier injury before sewing her wound and applying ointment to it.
As Sylvic’s face was still pale and her abdomen was causing licr pain, Zayne brought her to do an
ultrasound. It was then discovered that her spleen was blecling severely.
The doctor quickly pushed her into the operating room.
Once that was done, she was transferred to a ward. She was incredibly frail as she lay in bed, her face
as pale as a shiect.
Sylvie didn’t expect Jack’s kicks to be so powerful that they almost killed her
Zayne lifted the bed and fed her some warm water. “The doctor said you can’t cat anything yet.”
She drank a few sips and replied feebly, “Thank you.”
“Tell me who beat you up! I want to beat his spleen until it bleeds too! The Zeiglers aren’t a bunch of
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtdoormats!” he exclaimed angrily.
“Stop asking me about it. And don’t tell Granddad about this.” Sylvie didn’t want to die, especially after
she narrowly survived.
Zayne didn’t understand why. “Why are you still protecting the person after getting beaten up this
badly?”
Do you think I wanted to get beaten up?
His unceasing babbling and the pain in her body made her feel pretty annoyed. Thus, she turned away
and ignored him. “You should leave. I’ll call someone to take care of me.”
Zayne didn’t say anything else as he put on his jacket and left.
Sylvie fell asleep shortly. Many fragmentary images flashed across her mind. They were gray, black,
and filled with nothing but despair.
Those images gradually became colorful and more complete. She thought she saw the scene of a
bloody car accident, where a man was lying in a pool of blood. She also saw jane being thrown into a
fish tank.
It was asif those scenes had transformed into a hand that gripped her neck tightly, suffocating her.
They deserve to die! / tuas right. I‘m not in the torony…
When Sylvic was so tormented by the nightmare that she couldn’t breathe, someone patted her
shoulder. She abruptly opened her eyes and saw a younk man staring at her with concern and
confusion in his eyes.
When he saw beads of sweat on her forehead, Zayne asked, “Are you in pain? Do I need to call a
doctor?”
“It’s okay. I thought you left.” She wiped away the sweat on her forehead.’
“You just came out of the operating room. I wouldn’t dare to leave.” He put the plastic bag in his hand
on a nearby table. “I went out to buy some stuff for you.”
He then opened the thermos and poured the hot mushroom soup into a cup.
Zayne put a straw into the cup and placed it next to Sylvie’s lips. “I asked the chef to make it as
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmdigestible as possible for you. You should drink this for the next couple of hours first. Once evening
arrives and you can cat some solid foods, I’ll buy oatmeal for you.”
Sylvie was never Herbert’s granddaughter. She was just a fake, so she was never moved by his love.
Additionally, she exploited his love for her multiple times for her personal bencfit.
Perhaps because she was injured that day, everything the young man did for her and the look of
concern in his eyes touched her.
Under Zayne’s caring starc, she bit the straw and drank the soup. It was savory and warm. As it
traveled down her throat, it warmed her heart too.
Zayne let out a sigh of relief when he saw Sylvie’s complexion looking better after finishing the soup.
After that, he grabbed the bag sitting on the chair and pulled out a sweater as well as a dress. “Even
though there’s a heater in here, I’m still worried that you’ll get cold, so I went to buy some clothes for
you. I don’t know your sizes, so I just bought whatever the salesperson recommended after I told her
about your general figure. She even said if the clothes don’t fit, I can bring them back to her to change
into ones that do. I can change the color too if you don’t like it.”
Sylvie found the scene of him showing her a pretty-looking sweater strangely amusing.
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