Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

Chapter 638

Zachary dragged the unconscious Charlie to the clinic, exacerbating Charlie's injuries as his back scraped against the small stones on the road.

When Charlie woke up in the clinic, his howls filled the room. "It's killing me! Where's the doctor? Give me some anesthesia. I'd rather be out cold!"

The nurse, irritated by his constant demands, was about to lose her patience when Zachary entered the room. Seeing him, Charlie momentarily forgot his pain and burst into tears. "Bro, did you save me? From now on, you're like a brother to me."

Zachary responded indifferently, "Just focus on healing."

As the nurse changed Charlie's bandages, she couldn't help but blush at Zachary's rugged, yet undeniably handsome appearance, even slightly disheveled from the fight.

"Damn it, get out! Are you doing this on purpose, you wretch? Trying to kill me?" Charlie slapped her, swelling her face, as he misunderstood her distracted clumsiness for malice.

disliked Charlie's mistreatment of women, he wasn't one

nurse ran out

remembered something and painfully twisted towards Zachary. His movement was too abrupt, and he nearly passed out from the pain. Once he recovered, he nervously asked, "Bro, what

smoothly, "It

open, unable to speak for a long moment. "All that money, stolen?" His

Zachary ignored him.

out at Zachary, suppressed his rage. His face twitched, and he forced a smile uglier than a cry. "Bro, it's fine. With your skills, we can just gamble elsewhere and win even

more than last night, and then we can spend it however we like, living the

lavish scenes in his

his disgust,

to Zachary's aloofness and

afternoon, the doctor came to collect the hospital