Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband

Chapter 920 Treating a Wound

She pitied Tiffany, for she trusted those who deserved no trust, so she met a tragic end. Still, Veronica was glad that she was fast. If she had not moved away soon enough, Dominik would have killed her as well. Fortunately, he failed. She went up to him and stared into his eyes. "Tuck that gun away. I'll deal with your wound."

Dominik was sitting on the ground, leaning on a tree. He looked at his gun and smiled resignedly. "Worried I might shoot you again?"

"The treatment's gonna hurt, so take this." She handed him a wooden stick. "Don't want you to hurt yourself with that gun." She snatched his gun away before he could say anything, then she stuffed the stick into his hand. "If you can't take the pain, try biting the stick. It'll work."

"Sure." He nodded, a gentle smile curling his lips. Most people would let their guard down around him, given that he looked like a good guy, but he had a dark heart and an even darker soul.

few pricks on the dagger, and we need to take

take the pain," Dominik

slashed his wound open. It was a precise slash, but she did it slowly. He gnashed his teeth, clenching down on the stick while shivering in pain. "Don't move." She smirked, making a cross near the dart. She slashed once horizontally and vertically. It was not a big

wound and caused Dominik's forehead to be drenched in perspiration. His face was pale, and his veins

said, "Hold it in. I'll take them

do… it!" His teeth chattered, his body shivering. Every cell in his body was screaming in pain and talking alone