Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 877

"Beep... beep...”

The instrument rumbled. Harold slowly opened his eyes.

Larry, with two big dark circles under his eyes, quickly got close to the bed. "D*mn it... You're finally awake. I thought you were dead."

Harold had just opened his eyes, and he couldn't see anything clearly. However, when he heard Larry's wailing, he frowned and said in a hoarse voice,"... Shut up."

Larry scolded him, "You heartless son of a b*tch. I've been here with you for three days. Is this how you're supposed to talk to me?"

"..." Harold said, "Do you want me to kneel down and thank you for your great kindness?"

Larry was speechless.

"Ask Luke to come in," Harold said wearily.

brought back a few doctors in white coats. Before Harold could scold them, Larry had already taken the initiative. "Why are you looking for Luke? You should let the doctors check on

in danger since you've woken up, but you have to take good care of your gunshot wound.

I be discharged from

"With your injury, it will take at

wait any longer." Harold said

no! The wound is too close to the heart. You

out first.

could only sigh and

sat down, crossed his legs, and took out a bullet. "Explain

at him. "Haven't you already

held the bullet tightly in his hand, and the hard brass bullet made his soft palm hurt. He pursed his lips and said, "What kind of conflict have you had with Antonio to make him point the gun at

who was particularly fond of Browning M1911. Even if later

was Harold's biological

have too many conflicts with him. Which one are

the one that makes