Angela watched the scene with her mouth half open, and said with difficulty, "He is your grandson!"
"Guard him and make sure he doesn’t die!" Lawson instructed Nathen and said impatiently to the other two, "Take Angela, and follow me to the hospital!"
"Okay." The two men responded.
They grabbed Angela by the arms, and half dragged her out. Angela didn't struggle, just turned away sadly and looked at James.
He fell to the ground with blood all over his body, and a few pieces of glass stuck in his leg. He stood up with difficulty and looked straight at her. His face was stained with blood, but his eyes were bright.
Angela's heart trembled fiercely. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something to him, but she couldn't say a word.
"Don't be afraid. I'll be with you." James mouthed the words to her and smiled. Although embarrassed, he laughed so brightly that everything around him turned bleak.
Angela's nose suddenly became sore.
She frowned, and did not look at him, but said to Lawson, who was walking beside her, "Since you are taking me to the hospital for examination, how about taking James..."
"Too noisy," Lawson said in a deep voice, took out a handkerchief, and handed it to the man beside him.
The man took the handkerchief and put it directly into Angela's mouth.
Seeing this, James looked serious and his eyes were sharp. He subconsciously took a step forward. Then in Nathen's vigilant gaze, he clenched his fist and stepped back.
The slap marks on Angela's face was still obvious. After the handkerchief was stuffed into her mouth, her cheeks ached because of the tugging, and sweat soon broke out on her forehead.
But she resisted it without struggling.
Lawson was cruel to his grandson James, let alone an outsider like her!
The two men opened the rear door, pushed Angela in, and then looked at Lawson together.
"You sit in the front." He gave an order, got into the car and sat beside Angela.
The two men sat in the passenger seat and driving seat respectively, and started the car.
Angela's legs were bounded together, her hands were placed on her knees, and she did not move the handkerchief in her mouth.
James's blood-stained face flashed in her mind, and she frowned. She clenched her pants tightly with her hands, and her knuckles turned white due to the excessive force.
Realizing that she was worried about James, Angela's face became even more sullen.
Impossible! She was not worried about him, but simply didn't want to owe him any favor!
She couldn't even protect herself now, and should worry about herself first!
"Remove the handkerchief." Lawson said coldly.
Angela took the handkerchief from her mouth and held it in the palm. She stirred it unconsciously, rubbing the sweat from her palms with the handkerchief.
"Are you afraid to go to the hospital for the examination?" Lawson turned his head, and his eagle-like eyes fixed on her.
Angela's entire body was tight, and her palms were sweating again, "Of course I'm afraid."
Lawson's face sank immediately, which looked really gloomy.
"You don't like James at all. Do you want me to have an abortion under the guise of an examination?" Angela's voice was trembling, and her face was pale.
She was worried about the child in her belly, which could explain her fear.
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