Doted by My Seven Brothers

Chapter 181 Conflicts

Chapter 181 Conflicts

On the way home, the old woman issued complaint after complaint. She distressed to touch her grandson's face and ask him to see a doctor. She scolded Louis even harder.

"Enough, Mom, can you just stop!"

They had been complaining to each other even when they returned home. Dad and Ferdinand blamed Liz for all the faults, while she got the scolding and was scared that she huddled in a corner, covered her hands and couldn't stop crying and hiccupping.

"You just know crying! How do you have the face to cry? Didn't we buy you toys? Why are you so shameless to rob others?"

Ferdinand felt very unpleasant and thought it was Liz's fault that he was beaten. "I had said that you spoiled her so much. Now I have to pay for her fault."

The old woman didn't care Liz now because her baby grandson was beaten because of her. Additionally, Liz was useless and was not so important in her heart then.

Only Liz's mom really felt sorry and walked over to hug her and air her grievance, "why do you blame on Liz? It is all Nancy's fault. She is so mean to make such a fuss about some toys?"

After saying that, she was slapped by dad, who was irritated and annoyed.

"How dare you slap me?" She covered her face and looked at him in disbelief

The man sneered and said, "It's all because your good daughter."

He left then. He had been losing his temper since he owed gambling debts.

Wan looked at all this coldly, thinking that she had to leave this family as soon as possible.

In an instant, she thought of Shawn --- if... if only she could marry him.

What happened after they left didn't bother Nancy and her family. She sat at on the soft stool with her little hands wrapped up while Neil was gently wiping away the tears on her face.

She had stopped crying, but her eyes were still a little swollen. Her hands didn't feel pain anymore, but her dad and brothers were still very distressed.

"Every time this family brings us misfortune," Louis grumpily scratched his hair and said.

Mr. Brook patted her back and comforted.

"Nancy, darling, I won't let them come to our house again."

"Dad, it doesn't hurt," she hummed softly.

She is shorter than Liz and is not as strong as her. Though she didn't win the fight, she didn't suffer more. Liz was kicked several times by her.

It... It mainly depended on Harley. It revenged her hurt.

Shawn asked her, "Is there anything else that hurts?"

She pointed to her knee pitifully. She wore very thick but she only wore a pair of tight-fitting leggings on her legs. When she was fighting with Liz, her knee hit the wall and it hurt a little.

The leggings were not easy to roll up, so Windy took them off. Her short skirt whose length was below her knees could cover the parts of her body.

Seeing the blue bruise on the fair skin of her knees, the whole family was so angry and they hated that they cannot go to beat those shameless people.

Shawn pursed his lips and his face looked a little colder. He carefully applied medicine to her knees with a cotton swab.

She sat in the arms of Marcus, her thin, white fingers tightly grasping his clothes. Though she buried her face in his arms due to pain, she held back her tears.

"Nancy, it's Ok. There."

Adam squatted on the ground and blew her hand to ease the pain in distress, thinking that he must avenge this hurt --- They are elder brothers so they didn't beat Liz. She was a kid, so he would ask the younger ones to trouble her. However, although she was a kid, she couldn't bully his sister!

"My dear, it won't hurt anymore."

Windy patted her head carefully. Although Liz was scratched by cats, she didn't feel sorry. She thought Liz was totally educated into a crooked girl concerning what she had said to Nancy. She would only care her daughter rather than Liz.

This whole family is not a good thing!

The injury on the knee had been wrapped up. Widny asked her if she still had any pain. She shook her head and replied softly, "Mom, it doesn't hurt."

"I'll take her to rest," Marcus said.

"Me too," Neil stood up concernedly and followed.

Marcus picked up her and went to her room. The room which had been in a mess had been cleaned up by the servants where the bed and carpets had been changed.

"Marcus~"

She nestled on Marcus cuddly, and looked at him with her big beautiful eyes and called out softly.

"Well, does it still hurt?" Marcus asked.

"It is Liz that grabbed my doll without saying anything first," she shook his head, grabbing at his clothes and saying nervously.

"Dear, it's not your fault," he comforted.

"Even... even if she had asked, I didn't want to give her. The dolls are given by my brothers, so I didn't want to give her," she murmured softly when she was put on the bed and grabbed one corner of his clothes.

She looked at her brothers nervously because she was told to share things with others. However, she didn't want to share them to people she disliked.

Bei rubbed her head and said in a domineering tone he rare used, "if you don't want to share, then you don't have to do so. You are the baby of our Brook family, and no one can force you to do things that you don't like."

Marcus also rubbed her soft hair and went on, "but don't fight by yourself. Come to us next time."

She looked at her brothers with sparkling eyes, then nodded hard and laughed happily. All of a sudden, she felt that it didn't hurt anymore. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Shawn walked in and asked, "should we inject her with a vaccine, in case she would get rabies."

"No...no injections," she immediately burrowed herself into the quilt and hid her little butt, looking at him pitifully.

During the period when she lived in Stream Village, her grandmother would take her for injections whenever she was sick. It always hurt.

And those medicines, very bitter.

"Fine, no injections," Ivan came from behind, holding a tray of fruits. A joy spread in his cold eyes.

"Are you hungry? Let's eat some fruits?" he asked.

"Shawn, eat together~" she grinned and nodded under his attention.

Ivan took off his shoes and walked in the room with only socks on his feet. He put the food aside, covered her with the quilt, and then took out a small table from under the bed which could be set on the bed. Finally, he put the fruits on the table and ate with her.

Both of them ate patiently like hamsters whose cheeks were full. They seemed to forget all their troubles.

At the sight of this sense, Marcus and the others smiled lightly.

It's good to be so carefree.

However, they wouldn't let the family go so easily. It seemed that they still didn't know how to restrain themselves after the little lesson before. They really thought Brook family had no temper, right?