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.

could scold them, Larry had already taken the initiative. "Why are you looking for Luke? You should let the doctors check

to take good care of your gunshot wound. You can't fight with anyone in the near future.

I be discharged from

The doctor paused and said implicitly, "With your injury, it will take at least one or two months for you to

wait any longer." Harold

to

should go out first.

could only sigh and

foot, sat down, crossed his legs, and

didn't even look at him.

palm hurt. He pursed his lips and said, "What kind of conflict have you had with Antonio to make him point

of Browning M1911. Even if later on, M1911

Harold's biological

him. Which one are you

one that makes