Wendy Knew Howell was angry now.
If he called Henson now, he would definitely say something extreme about this thing. Somehow, Wendy didn't want to make Henson misunderstand her.
So she quickly followed Howell out before having a look at the desperate Gorman sitting on the ground.
Wendy ran a long way to catch up with Howell.
As expected, Howell had already taken out his phone, trying to make a call.
Wendy stepped forward with a serious face and said, "Hang up it first."
Howell originally wanted to refuse her with a "Why". But he then saw Wendy's serious expression. So after thinking for a moment, he hung up the phone.
"What do you want to say now?"
"Answer me first, what do you plan to say to Henson?"
"You hugged Gorman secretly."
"So, you didn't hear the dialogue between us. Then how can you make a complaint to Henson about me now if you did not know the whole stroy?"
Howell hugged his chest and said wit displeasure, "What did you say then?"
"Although whatever we said is my own business, I could tell you I didn't do anything against my conscience."
"But you stopped me beating him up."
"You've already been sent to the police station once for the fight with a student before. Do you lose your memory about this?"
Howell pursed his lips and said, "You mean you are trying to protect me? I don't believe it."
"Fine, your choice."
"No matter what the truth is. Henson will be furious for Gorman hugged you."
"So, why do you have to tell him? Did I kiss Gorman, or sleep with him?" Wendy also felt depressed, "You know I came to the infirmary for I was injured, but do you know why I got injured?"
Howell frowned, "I heard that you're pushed by the Principal."
"Yes, his mother slapped me. Then why do you think I will like him again with just some sweet words? I won't stoop so low for him."
Hearing this, Howell suddenly remembered his original purpose was to see how bad she hurt.
As he got angry just now, he totally forgot that. "You… Are you okay now?"
Wendy showed his left arm to Howell, "I just broke my skin. It's not a big deal."
"Then why has it been wrapped with such a large piece? Is your wound that large?"
Wendy lowered her arm with a serious expression, "Are you done your basketball competition? How can you just leave the basketball court?"
"No. But the substitute player was brought on. I was worrying that my future sister-in-law might get a severe injury and need my help, so I came here only to find you're cheating on my brother."
"You br*t, when did I do that?"
"Just now."
"I haven't married to Henson," Wendy rolled her eyes at Howell as she walked back to the playground.
Howell quickly followed her, "But Sister Wendy, why didn't that Gorman fight back? You made him heartbroken?"
"What else do you think?" Wendy rolled her eyes at Howell again.
"Ah, women, especially you beautiful women, are all troubles. Gorman's also a poor guy, right?"
Wendy pinched Howell's arm. "You big mouth, stop your nonsense and go back to the game quickly."
”hee, hee,“ Howell laughed and returned to the contest.
At the end of the day, Howell went home with Wendy.
Their car just stopping in front of the villa, Henson's car arrived at the gate too.
Henson walked to Wendy directly after getting out of the car. Looking at her wrapped arm, he frowned, "Your headmaster called me to complain that you injured her in a conflict with her. She was now hospitalized. But why didn't I hear that you were injured too?"
Howell was puzzled. "You hit her?"
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