Chapter 836 Please Don't Get Hurt Anymore

Bianca found the first aid kit in the drawer and helped Luke take off the bloodstained shirt.

The man's bare chest was filled with scars of various intensities.

Those scars bore evidence of his suffering at the Island of Despair for two years.

What shocked Bianca the most was the bullet wound that she found on Luke's chest. Blood was still oozing out from it.

Bianca dared not touch the wound. With trembling hands, she used an alcohol swab to clean the surroundings.

She tried to hold back the tears in her eyes while she cleaned the wound." This'll sting a bit, Luke. I'll give Johann a call and tell him to come and treat your wound... I'm afraid that I won't be able to extract the bullet and might worsen your condition. How about I take you to the hospital?" "It's fine. I can handle this myself. It'll be some time before Johann gets here." Luke shook his head at her. He found a pair of medical pliers in the first-aid kit, gritted his teeth, and used the pliers to extract the bullet.

He tossed the bloody bullet into the wastepaper basket.

His deft movements made it seem that he was used to extracting bullets.

Bianca's heart was at her throat.

The wound was bleeding again. Aside from a slight frown, Luke's expression did not change.

Seeing that Bianca was about to cry, Luke smiled gently at her and beckoned at her. "Come here and help me clean my wound, my wife."

Bianca bit her lip, but she failed to stop her tears.

She carefully cleaned the wound in case she caused him pain.

It took her about ten minutes to clean and dress the wound.

Bianca held his hand tightly while tears continued to fall. Content © 2024.

Luke was surprised at Bianca's reaction. He slowly lifted his arm and draped it over Bianca's shoulders. "I'm really fine, Bea. Don't cry."

Bianca continued to sob for a while before she calmed down.

She looked at him with bloodshot eyes. "The wound is so deep. Aren't you hurt? I can't even stand a paper cut, and you're hit by a gun. Don't lie to me. Also, you were so skillful when you extracted that bullet. Did you get hurt often when you were on the Island of Despair? Are you already so used to it?"

Luke took her arm and smiled. "You deserve to be protected from all harm, and you shouldn't compare yourself to me. If I wince and grimace because of a small wound, would I still be a man?" "Oh, you... what should I do about you?"

Bianca sighed. She pressed her lips tightly as she inspected the other parts of Luke's body for more wounds. "You have so many scars on your body. Let me see if you're hurt elsewhere..."

Luke held her hands and joked with her. "Please don't reach downward, my wife. I can't resist the temptation."

Bianca was not in the mood for joking. She looked at him in a daze, puffed her cheeks, and said solemnly, "You promised me that you won't get hurt anymore, but you keep on getting injured over and over again. I don't know how to trust you anymore."

She could feel her heart wrench in pain.

Bianca lowered her head sorrowfully and began to sob. "I was so afraid that something might happen to you just now. Why can't you take care of yourself? I'd rather that I'm the one who's hurt instead of seeing you like this

Luke lowered his gaze to look at Bianca's face. He reached out to caress her hair.

When his slender fingers touched her cheeks, he could feel that they were wet with tears.

He continued to caress her until she calmed down. "Silly girl..." he said softly.

Bianca lifted her head and looked at Luke's handsome face. His eyes were gentle but profound like the starry sky.

The man was looking into her eyes. He had a gentle smile on his face.

"Luke..."

Bianca buried her head into Luke's arms and took in his unique scent." Please don't let me worry about you again, alright?" She begged.

Luke smiled gently, patted the back of her head, and replied, "Alright."

That was not only a word of comfort but also a promise.

The terror attack involved Mr. and Mrs. Norman as well as Luke Crawford. The police and emergency services arrived at the Norman residence in record time.

They surveyed the scene of the incident, recorded statements from the witnesses, and brought the injured to the hospital.

The incident had threatened the lives of Jack Norman's family. Jack severely criticized the police for their inefficiency in apprehending the criminal, and at the same time, he swore to sever all ties with the Blatt family.

The superintendent could only bow and smile fawningly in response to Jack's tirade. He thumped his chest and gave his promise to eliminate the threat that was Wayne Blatt and restore justice to the Normans and peace to A City.

After the police left, Jack massaged his temples wearily. He could not figure out why Wayne would appear in his daughter's bedroom.

The police had also asked that question while taking Leia's statement.

Leia could not stop shaking, and her eyes were unfocused while she told the police about her unfortunate encounter.

She stammered and repeated the same thing while being questioned. "I... I really don't know anything... Wayne... he violated me... that man is a monster. He came in through the window, pointed at me with his gun, and forced me onto the bed... I... I don't know what he wants from me. I thought I was going to die... is anyone going to help me? Help me..."

Tears fell from her face like raindrops, and her body swayed while she muttered the same thing. She looked as though she had lost her mind.

The police dared not interrogate her because she was Jack Norman's daughter. They were afraid that further questioning might agitate her, and they soon gave up.

After the police left, Jack wanted to get Leia out of her room.

He wanted to interrogate her without Queenie's knowledge, but Queenie had already regained consciousness and insisted on meeting Leia and asking her what had happened.