My Sleeping Beauty Husband by Lyanna Nichols

Chapter 267

Chapter 267 An Old Friend

Cynthia looked very pretty and had exquisite features. Wearing a blazer, she looked capable and gentle. She concentrated on dealing with the wound, which made her even more appealing.

Her treatment was very professional like a real doctor. She quickly helped him remove the fabric from the wound, disinfected the wound, and sprinkled inflammation–relieving medicine. Then she wrapped it up with a medical bandage and tied a bowknot skillfully.

After finishing everything, Cynthia had sweat on her forehead. She wiped off it and smiled at the man on the ground. “I briefly dressed the wound. Although it can temporarily stop the bleeding, you should go to a hospital to re–bandage the medicine and get a tetanus shot.”

When the man saw her looking over, he quickly averted his eyes and was afraid to meet Cynthia’s eyes. “Okay, thank you.”

“It was nothing. It’s my duty to save people…” When she finished speaking, her voice froze. She suddenly realized she was no longer a doctor.

The man noticed she was downcast. He frowned and changed the subject. “My name is Jakson. How about you? When I recover, I will express my gratitude to you!”

“Jakson?!” Cynthia exclaimed, which also shocked him.

“Yes. Anything wrong with that?” Jakson was a little embarrassed. He did have a bad reputation in society, but most people didn’t know him. Did Cynthia hear his name before?

Cynthia had been dealing with the wound and hadn’t noticed what he looked like. She moved the flashlight up and looked at the man carefully with the faint light.

Due to excessive blood loss, his face was a little pale, but he was very handsome. He had chiseled features and a pair of almond eyes. His eyes were piercing which made people afraid to look straight at them. His nose was prominent and his lips were thin.

He was quite good–looking but there was a ruthlessness in his face. Even if he was seriously injured, that sternness was still frightening.

“So you are Jakson!” Surprise flashed in Cynthia’s eyes. “I’m Cynthia, Alston’s wife. He mentioned you before.”

When Cynthia’s mother was hospitalized, Alex regretted it. So Alston asked Jakson to teach Alex a lesson. He mentioned this to Cynthia later and showed her Jakson’s photo.

But at the time, Alston said that Jakson rose up from the bottom. He was scheming and ruthless. He even warned her not to get too close to Jakson if she met him someday.

perfectly bandaged wound with fear and wondered if she got

stunned. The world was so small.

history but they were just nodding acquaintances. He knew Alston had a wife who loved him very much, but

expect his wife would be the woman

thin lips tightly. He couldn’t tell what his feeling now was. He felt sour and bitter, which was very strange and made him uncomfortable.

was already married. Jakson felt a

emotion in her

be risky. Fortunately, I came in. Otherwise, you

she realized the next words might be inappropriate, so she hurriedly stopped. “Sorry, I was a

We… we know each other very

didn’t know each other and they were even wary

“But

thing in the future. It’s getting late. There are many unknown dangers

Jakson said seriously.

nodded hurriedly. “Right. It’s dangerous. I won’t

a dark place at night. She had a heavy heart today. The sound of gasping

she thought of Alston being injured and lying in a corner with no one saving him, she would feel uncomfortable and throbbing in pain. That was

he exercised regularly. He had a sturdy body, wide shoulders, a narrow waist, and six–pack abs. As he

had checked the wound. Since it was wrapped, it wouldn’t worsen if he moved

on the ground. Let me help you up. Where are you living? I’ll send you home.”

squatted down beside him and asked

pursed his lips in disapproval. He just told her not to take risks and now she proposed to send a stranger home. “Does she really know what a stranger

his mind but didn’t say it. He wanted to get close to Cynthia further. Although he knew she was Alston’s wife, her warmth made people want to get

this kind of warmth for twenty–eight years, but he had

you help me? I’m afraid I can’t walk very far.” Jakson pointed to the wound on his abdomen.

The front district?

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