After divorce I am a billionaire novel Chapter 1113

Chapter 1113 Fake Injury Turns into Real Injury

The two of them were chatting while the kitchen had already been cleaned up. Mavis and Moore walked over together.

At first glance, Mavis noticed that Anthony didn't look too good. His long eyelashes drooped and blinked lightly, as if suppressing some emotions.

"What were you two talking about just now?" she asked.

Raymond smiled, "Chat casually, and tell my brother-in-law, who is about to leave 'office', to take care of his body and take good care of his leg injury. If he becomes disabled, no one will marry him."

Although it may not sound pleasant, the first few sentences were all true. Mavis didn't say much, "Let's go, let's get ready to go to the hospital."

To lift the wheelchair was a "difficult" task.

Raymond was very unhappy as his left hand was injured and it was difficult for him to lift things with his right hand alone. However, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and accept this difficult task.

Moore didn't say much; he was willing to do whatever was asked of him.

Anthony had a cold expression on his face and sat comfortably like a boss.

"Hello? Why are you so heavy? You're as heavy as a pig!"

Anthony's face turned cold and he remained silent, as if he couldn't hear anything and completely ignored him.

At this moment, there were only the three men in the hallway as Mavis had already gone downstairs.

Raymond glanced at Moore on the right side of the wheelchair and suddenly came up with an idea.

Anthony's leg was perfectly fine. If he were to fall down the stairs, he would definitely be able to stand firmly with his agility.

Out of instinctive awareness of the crisis, he will definitely expose himself, and then there was no need to really carry him downstairs.

Evil thoughts arose as Raymond was about to descend the stairs on the seventh floor, and he gave Moore a frantic wink.

Moore understood in seconds.

The two of them almost let go at the same time.

The wheelchair suddenly lost control and tilted down, sliding downwards.

The loud noise was particularly noticeable in the quiet hallway.

Mavis, who was walking on the fourth floor, heard it clearly and hurriedly ran up the stairs.

"What happened?"

As soon as she said so, she saw the wheelchair falling on the corner of the sixth floor. The wheelchair was overturned, and the wheels were still turning. Anthony's leg was just pressed under it. His brows were frowning tightly, enduring the pain, and his face turned pale.

Meanwhile, Raymond and Moore were still standing on the stairs, watching without offering any help to Anthony who needed it.

Anthony pressed down on the leg trapped under the wheelchair with one hand, his fingertips stained crimson.

It was all bleeding. Won't it really break the bones now?

Mavis hurried forward, trying to help him up, and then turned back to glare at the two men who were still indifferent and dumbfounded. "What are you standing there for? Come over here and give him a hand!"

Raymond immediately explained, "No, it's my fault. It was too hard to lift the wheelchair with one hand, and I accidentally let go. Moore couldn't catch it alone, and..."

And he thought Anthony would dodge.

With his skills, how could he not dodge?

He didn't expect him to be so ruthless towards himself that he would rather fall down the stairs than reveal anything.

Raymond was confused until Mavis glared at him before lowering his head in embarrassment.