The Barrister's Love in Town

Chapter 246 Please Help Mr Winters With the Dressing

After seeing the unquestioning look in her father’s eyes, Stephanie finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“Don’t worry, Stephanie,” said Jack, patting his daughter’s shoulder. “I will watch over him for you. I will only give him what he wants when he wholeheartedly loves you, or he can forget about getting anything.” I’ve deceived him, right? Phew… Stephanie couldn’t help breathing a sigh of relief inwardly while appearing impatient. “Do you really think this will work, Dad? Even if you can control him for a while, can you control him forever? Are you going to wait until he’s old to give him what he wants? Do you think he has that patience? If you fulfill the promise after we get married, do you think we can stop him from keeping other women outside?”

It would be perfect if she could persuade her father to call off the engagement.

At that, Jack pondered for a long time before he slowly said, “Just focus on preparing for the engagement. ceremony. Leave the rest to me. Elias Winters must become my son-in-law. He has no choice. The Winters Family now depends solely on him. With such a large family business, he needs assistance. As such, he won’t dare betray us for the next ten years at least.”

Stephanie was somewhat speechless. She couldn’t figure out why her father was so persistent.

Suddenly, she thought of Crisp, who was still living in that dark, cold, abandoned factory. She wondered what would happen at the end of the month. If Crisp could hold on, would Elias be able to fulfill his promise?

Amanda felt an inexplicable ball of rage surging within her after returning home. I swear, the Allegra father and daughter were deliberately finding faults and embarrassing me!

She believed that Stephanie said those things just to test her, wanting to see if she and Elias had really ended things.

If that was the case, Amanda would be even angrier. It was simply unfathomable.

Fed up with Stephanie’s unwarranted harassment, she grabbed her phone and told Elias to keep his fiancée in check. However, at the thought that he might still be suffering in the hospital right then, she put the phone down.

It was sulfuric acid, after all. His entire back was covered in wounds. How could it not hurt?! I wonder what he’ll do with Grace and if she’ll continue to pop up in the future…

Little did she know that at this very moment, Elias wasn’t recovering in the hospital at all. He was in the company, attending a high-level meeting.

After a three-hour-long meeting, Elias returned to his office at Winters Enterprise.

to lean back in the

a private doctor to apply the medicine for you? A clumsy man like me can’t do this properly.” Yacob said, looking at the pile of ointment and disinfectant, feeling a headache coming on. How could

getting scolded.

shirt before

nervously. Elias was asking the impossible of him. He’d take being ordered to stay up all

already shirtless, sitting on the side, and waiting to

at the wounds on his back, which were truly distressing. His boss sure had paid

was starting to

right away.” Yacob picked up the

office door was pushed open, and Natasha entered, only to be stumped by what

on. He disregarded the pain from his wounds, frowning as he buttoned his shirt up. “Do you really think you’re Mrs. Winters,

requires your signature, and I

around to leave, but Elias said impatiently,

Elias the document. Then, he picked up his pen and

strokes.

next

you help Mr. Winters with the medicine? An

from Natasha and left without looking back, for he didn’t dare look at Elias’ expression. He wouldn’t doubt it looked ugly. However, he really couldn’t handle a task like applying. medicine. He’d accept it even if

door closed, leaving only Natasha and Elias in the

seeing blood stains

to anyone, or you can say goodbye to

cold.

the company when he had long instructed HR to

acknowledgment. “Let me dress your wound,

moment, debating. It was difficult for him to apply the medicine himself, and he didn’t have time to go to the hospital. Yacob, that b*stard, had slipped