My dear lawyer novel Chapter 345

Blood splashed instantly like a bunch of plums bursting into bloom and falling on the cold marble. Every wound looked shocking and there was already a pool of blood under his feet.

Vivian was frightened as William’s blood filled up her eyes. The brilliant red pricked all over her. She never thought he would stab his thigh without hesitation, decisively and imperviously.

Tears covered Vivian’s cheek completely with her screaming, “You are a lunatic William, a real lunatic!”

William didn’t reply. He even had a gentle smile on his lips. He moved slowly towards the fazed woman on bed with the knife on his thigh. The blood followed his step and turned into a blood-stained way.

The knife rubbed William constantly by his movement with the pain, giving him a sense of piquancy. This didn’t matter at all, compared to Vivian’s suffering.

If she could come back to him, then it was worthwhile.

Vivian saw the glowing face of William with his steady steps. Her heart trembled with his step at the same time.

Vivian moved towards the bed unconsciously. This was definitely her illusion. William wouldn’t treat her like this. This must be an illusion due to her fatigue.

That was exactly why those absurd hallucinations came up. “Stay away from me, William. I don’t want to see you!”

William didn’t disappear by her groan. His figure came nearer the bed with a full frosty look on his face. The sweat on his forehead indicated how difficult he was.

“Vivian...”

“No, don’t call me. This is not real...” Vivian shook her head as hard as she could, eyes closed. As if in this way she could pretend that William was not hurt and that she had no heartache.

“Please go away!”

A shallow tenderness came up on William with his deep and light voice, “It hurts...”

By hearing this, Vivian opened her eyes and turned mistily towards him, who still giggled at her.

She finally lost control. Tears streamed down heavily, “Why? Why are you doing this William? Why do you treat me like this?”

“Don’t get angry.”

William looked pale with a huge loss of blood, but he still wiped her tearstains mildly. He didn’t want to see her tears, as they would poke in his heart and made him feel worse than what he had on his thigh.

Vivian pushed him away and snapped, “Why are you torturing me like this? You think it is interesting, William?”

The next second William threw himself onto the bed heavily with a slight croon. His bushy eyebrows twisted as if he was suffering dreadfully.

Sweet dream was always short-lived. After pressing the service bell, Vivian moved from William’s body and caught his fixed eyes. She stood ashamed after realizing what just happened.

Damn. Even under such a circumstance, he still had the mind to think about it.

Vivian slapped on William’s injured thigh out of anger or bewilderment, “Are you tired of live, William?”

William did feel pain as an excessive loss of blood, and with Vivian’s hit, he couldn’t pretend anymore.

Vivian also figured it out. A flash of guilt went across her. She calmed down after thinking about his behavior. There was no big deal for him.

The nurse rushed in. She was frightened by the blood on the ground and the man on the bed just as she came to a scene of the homicide.

Every second seemed to be a torture for Vivian. On the contrary, William was still with a straight face and poised like nothing happened on him.

Vivian couldn’t be apathetic while William was. After waiting for less than a minute, she saw that the doctor hadn't come yet, and couldn't sit on the bed at all.

Her arms were caught before she moved.