fanqie novel
Chapter 277
Chapter 277
Harold walked out of the warehouse and saw Crystal, who was leaning against the car window.
Although she had changed her clothes, she still looked pitiful, like a little cat who was wandering on the roadside and had just been picked up by someone.
When Luke saw him come out, he whispered, “Master, they…”
Harold said, “You should deal with them in the right way.”
Luke nodded and entered the warehouse. It didn’t take long for Mark’s curses to be heard. Harold got into the car and pinched Crystal’s face. “Why do you look like you’re going to cry?” Crystal sniffed and said, “Your injury…”
“It’s really nothing.” Harold said, “I just wrapped it with bandages inside, and now it doesn’t bleed anymore. I’ll let the doctor check on it when I get back, okay?”
At this moment, it was raining heavily and the wind was strong. Even in summer, it still made people feel bone-chilling. Crystal nodded and said, “Then let’s go back quickly.”
Someone got in the driver’s seat. Crystal asked, “Where’s Assistant Britton?”
Harold leaned against the chair. He looked tired. It was unknown whether it was because of his injury or not. He looked at Crystal’s red and injured wrists and his eyes were a little gloomy. He answered Crystal calmly, “He is staying to deal with something.”
Crystal pursed her lips and whispered, “I’m sorry.”
“Why did you say sorry?”
“…I’m too stupid.” Crystal said, “If I hadn’t been tricked by Kimberly, you wouldn’t have been injured…” Her swollen eyes were filled with tears. “I’m really sorry… Harold…”
Harold had seen many people cry before.
The elderly, the young people, the men, and the women.
Tears were nothing more than venting emotions. They were not worth anything, and he did not care. But at this moment, when he looked at Crystal’s tears, he suddenly understood that only by caring enough, could tears be worth enough.
Her sobbing voice was so soft, but it was like a heavy thunder exploding in Harold’s heart.
“It’s not your fault.” Harold raised his hand to wipe away her tears and said, “If you didn’t go with her, she would have used other ways to force you. Crystal, don’t cry.”
He sighed. “It really hurt me.”
Crystal couldn’t stop crying. She sobbed and asked, “How did I hurt you… Boohoo, I’m sorry, I can’t control it…”
Harold held her in his arms helplessly, patted her back, and said, “The wound didn’t hurt at first, but when I heard you cry, it began to hurt.”
“Boohoo, boohoo, boohoo…” Crystal cried and burped. She sobbed and said, “Am… I very noisy…” “No.” Harold smiled. “It’s my own problem.”
Crystal tried hard to calm herself down and struggled to get up from Harold’s arms. “What if I touch
your wound?”
“No, you won’t.” Harold said, “Hold me for a while.” This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.
Crystal raised her head from his arms. Her long and thick eyelashes were wet with tears, which made people think of the delicate roses with dewdrops in the morning sun for no reason. She carefully looked at Harold’s injured shoulder and whispered, “Then, I can only hold you for a while.”
“Yeah.” Harold coaxed her casually. “Just for a while.”
Even though they said it would only last for a while, Crystal fell asleep not long after leaning on Harold’s leg. Maybe she was frightened and tensed before. As soon as she relaxed, she fell asleep.