My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 1108 Treating James

A slight tremor ran through Joseph's heart. The young girl's fair arms were tightly wrapped around his lean waist. Her tears soaked his shirt, quietly seeping into his skin and seemingly burning him.

The heat that resulted made his heart flutter.

His flaring temper was immediately doused by it.

He closed his eyes, swallowing down all the pain and sorrow, together with all the frustration and anger that lurked within them.

Upon seeing Joseph gradually calm down, Lucas slowly released his grip. “Ashlyn is inside. Even if you don't trust me, you should trust her. After all, she is your aunt...”

Once Joseph regained his freedom, he extended his trembling hands, gently embracing the young girl in his arms. He spoke in a hoarse voice. “Lottie, don't be afraid, Dad will definitely be okay.”

Behind the glass partition, Ashlyn had already ordered the guards to carry James into the prison doctor's office.

She glanced around at the medicine shelf behind the desk, which was filled with all sorts of drugs. However, she didn't see anything she could use.

her haste, she picked out a few wonder drugs

drip bottle and gathered a few medications needed for the drip. After mixing and shaking them evenly, she injected them into

Only when the needle pierced into the vein of James' arm did she start to tend to the

and still oozing blood. The frigid environment they were

the liquid in the IV drip bottle before reaching into her bag and pulling out a small bottle. She poured out

strengthen his body, for he

sergeant looked on in shock as Ashlyn brought out the

to ordinary folk, but the sergeant had once seen such a pill

casually feed James one of them? And James swallowed half a million just like that? Who exactly is this woman? What kind of person is she? From the looks

felt a chill run

in Jadeborough with the surname Nolan. The only one I've heard of with that name is the lawyer

the sergeant had assumed that famous lawyers were all middle-aged men in their thirties or forties. He could never have imagined