My dear lawyer novel Chapter 493

"John? What's the matter with you? What happened?" Haylee's heart beat wildly, and John's look made her unconsciously quiver.

John looked at her with sharp eyes, and said in a gloomy voice, "Come with me."

"John, what do you want to do? We're in the hospital, and Haylee has to take care of me." After noticing John's strange expression, Mrs. Reina said immediately.

John darted a look at Mrs. Reina and said, "I'll ask the hospital to arrange two more nurses for you."

"You..."

"Come with me!" Squeezing her hand, he took her out, giving no explanation.

Mrs. Reina called him worriedly, and when she saw him ignore it, she tried to get out of the bed.

Mr. Sam grabbed her, "All right. Let young people solve their own affairs. How can you help? If they want to live together for a life time, it's indispensable to have necessary communication. Is it possible that you can persuade them not to quarrel every day? "

Mrs. Reina frowned, "But, looking at John's expression, I'm afraid that..."

"Don't worry. Do you really think Haylee is tactless and just good at complaining tearfully to you like a little girl?"Mr. Sam eloquently said, "The young girls nowadays are really astute, and there are so many things you can't think of."

But having a little scheming was a good thing. Even if he understood he took the blame for others last time, it would be a good thing for him to turn over a new leaf.

One day he would understand that his parents were for his own good.

Although having listened to his enlightenment, Mrs. Reina was still a little anxious.

Mr. Sam didn't know how to comfort her, and could only divert her attention constantly.

Haylee was taken to a quiet place, and then John flung off her hand violently. She was so ached and tears welled up in her eyes, looking at the obvious fingerprints and redness on her wrist.

"John, what exactly are you trying to tell me? I..." Haylee puckered her lips, lowered her head and said pitifully.

John stared at her with sharp eyes, "Did you do that?"

The prosaic utterances imprinted on her heart like an inscription that had been engraved for a long time, bringing a wave of coldness.

His hand resting on her waist stiffened for a few seconds before she twitched the corner of her mouth, "You... John, what did I do?

John grabbed her chin, making her look straight up at him.

Faced with the indifference in his eyes, she trembled, "John..."