Florence felt extreme joy, but it was miserably mixed with extreme disbelief.
Florence said, “Since he thought I was familiar, since the beginning Collin just took my DNA to verify it? Why would he… do that to me?”
She really couldn’t know how Collin hurting her connected to her life experience.
Stanford felt a little helpless, “Our family’s people have a special trait.”
As he said that, he took a sharp scalpel from the side. This scalpel was a bit chic, a little different from ordinary scalpels.
Stanford took off his suit jacket and unbuttoned his shirt buttons one by one gradually revealing his large porcelain-white chest.
Florence immediately turned red and she hurriedly looked away.
“What are you doing?”
They were just talking about her life, why did he suddenly begin to undress?
Stanford smiled, “Turn around and take a look.”
He wanted her to see his abs?
Florence blushed even more, “You put on your clothes first.”
“Flory, trust me, you will understand everything after seeing it.”
Stanford coaxed her very patiently.
His voice seemed to have a magical power, making Florence subconsciously getting caught in his evilness and believing him.
She turned her head slowly, and at a glance she saw the large expanse of porcelain-white skin and powerful abs of his superior Greek god like figure.
Her brother who had just appeared out of no where was not only handsome but also had a killer body.
She almost wanted to drool.
No. How could she be misled by his attractiveness? She didn’t want him to be bare-chested!
Florence hurriedly averted her gaze, but she was surprised to see Stanford holding the scalpel and cutting himself in the chest with it.
The blood instantly stained his porcelain-white skin.
“What are you doing?”
Florence was shocked and hurriedly reached out to snatch the scalpel from his hand.
Stanford didn’t care about the injury on his chest and had a very pleased smile on his face.
“You know you care about your brother.”
Are you sure you are my real brother and not just a pervert? She retorted inwardly.
Florence was extremely speechless. She pulled out a few tissues before going to stop his chest from bleeding.
However, Stanford grabbed Florence’s wrist.
“Look at my wound carefully.”
It was hideous and full of blood, what was there to see?
Florence was depressed but still glanced at it. She was stunned at once.
Besides the seemingly unremarkable wound, there were whisps of blood spreading like a spider web.
“What is this?”
She was shocked. As soon as she finished speaking, the blood streak disappeared again as if it was just an illusion.
Florence was stunned. This scene was exceptionally familiar.
She remembered that after being stabbed by Collin, she had felt her wound itch on the road. When she had wiped the blood, she had seen this fleeting blood streak.
At that time, she had thought that it was an illusion.
Now that the same blood streak appeared on Stanford’s wound and disappeared quickly, she was afraid that she was really hallucinating. She asked quickly, “Did you see? A web of blood appeared next to your wound and now it is gone.”
“Yeah. I saw it.”
Stanford looked at Florence with a gentle gaze, “Because of our special trait, after being injured by a special tool, such red streaks of blood will appear near the wound and disappear. But the wounds take a long time to heal.”
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