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.

while, he brought back a few doctors in white coats. Before Harold could scold them, Larry had already taken the

to take good care of your gunshot wound. You can't

I be

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

Harold said coldly, "Ten

close to the heart. You can't be

the doctor's shoulder and said, "You should go out first. I'll

could only sigh

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

look at him. "Haven't

his hand, and the hard brass bullet made his soft palm hurt. He pursed his lips and said, "What kind of

impression, there was only one person who was particularly fond of Browning M1911. Even

was Harold's biological father,

have too many conflicts with him. Which

one that makes