Chapter 181 Beatrice, Say Something Nice Caden let go of her and leaned against the stone in

I didn't know how long had passed.

silence.

He adjusted his sitting posture, propping his body with one leg, bent, and his voice softened slightly as he said, "Beatrice, what should I do?" Beatrice didn't understand what he meant.

As she was about to open her mouth, the man's head came crashing down.

Caden's forehead pressed against Beatrice's cheek, and she immediately sensed something was

amiss.

The once tall and imposing figure was now trembling with cold.

Beatrice groped in the darkness, approaching to inspect his wound. The cloth used to bandage the wound had long been soaked in blood.

She could only tear off another piece of sleeve and continue to tighten his wound. But these did not make Caden feel any better, on the contrary, his face became worse and worse. He clenched his fist, with veins popping on his neck, but his face was as pale as paper, and his damp hair stuck to his forehead.

Cold sweat rolled down, eyes hazy and confused, with an indescribable temptation.

"Uncle Caden?"

Caden did not respond, but remained tense all over, as if he was resisting something," Beatrice saw it in her eyes, but she felt gloomy in her heart.

Caden could have not come, but he did.

In a moment of contemplation, she unbuttoned Caden's shirt and then opened her own clothes. After hesitating for a moment, she decided to stick them together.

Caden's body twitched slightly, and his hand clenched into a fist, encircling Beatrice. His deep and intense eyes, fixedly gazed at the person in his arms, becoming even more profound and mysterious, but devoid of any desire.

"Don't be afraid," his voice was somewhat hoarse, revealing emotions that had never been expressed before.

"Um."

Beatrice responded with a light sigh.

He reached out and tightly grasped the locator on his clothes, hoping that Monica would contact someone to rescue them soon.

There came a mechanical sound from outside while it was gloomy.

She instinctively went to pull her clothes, only to find that her clothes had already been fastened by Caden.

"Beatrice! Beatrice!"

It was Monica's voice, unexpectedly.

Such a clean woman, she actually came here.

Beatrice's heart warmed,

and her consciousness

momentarily detached.

found herself lying

as she opened her eyes, Monica was met with an anxious face, which scared her so much that she almost

"You better be careful next time! Don't install any location

she heard Beatrice's dry throat, she turned

the conversation between me and those two people have been

well."

Beatrice nodded.

at her sleeve and

"Look."

that the screen was playing footage of the arrest of Uncle

"Got caught?"

victims first reported the bribery of the Melendez family and the evidence of attempted murder. to the police. Then they made a scene online and jointly sought the help of the most powerful domestic lawyer. With this series of moves, who can withstand

on being Sir Baldwin's cousins, always act arrogantly and

was no way to even start gathering evidence

no one can escape." Monica muttered a sentence and cut a piece of fruit to stuff into Beatrice's mouth. Beatrice knew that these people could obtain evidence, so someone must have helped them. Apart from Caden, she couldn't think of anyone else who

Chapter 181 Beauty thing

it tasteless, and asked awkwardly, "Mom,

Caden?

looked at the fruit knife that almost cut herself, I'm

he be dead? At most, he would have just

said I

please speak nicely?" Beatrice

your mouth, you would

if I hadn't

hungry, can you buy me something to eat?" Beatrice interrupted loudly. Monica clicked her tongue and turned around to go out and buy some food. Beatrice sat for a while, but then she got out of bed and went to ask about Caden's ward. But when she reached the door of his hospital room, she hesitated. Just then, Keith happened to come

a little.

and Beatrice had just thought of telling him

"Ms. Lindsey,

the little nurses at the

restrained tone

come in to see if I was dead or if I had

into the ward.

pale, but it accentuated his deep and cold eyes, as if they could see

the documents on the page and said in a deep voice, "Eavesdropping? Are you saying you followed me all the way

didn't! My mom is

go and

"It seems

fine now,

slightly, and he said lightly, "Pour me a glass of water." As he spoke, he moved the blanket and

and walked to the bedside, pouring a glass of water and handing it to him, saying, Drink

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