My Sweetheart novel Chapter 709

Kathy lowered her head and saw that the sleeves were dyed red. It seemed that there was a lot of blood, but she didn't feel any pain at all.

Joseph lowered his head and was shocked. How much effort did she use to get blood stain on her sleeves?

Raising his hand to pick her up immediately, he told Maryam, "Go get the medical kit."

Kathy was held in his arms. There was a cold smile on her pale face. She hurt her hand, not her leg. He didn’t have to hold her, she can walk.

What's more, it was just a small wound and she just bled a little, so it was insignificant.

On the sofa in the living room, Mathew watched his grandson walk in stride with a woman in his arms. His handsome face was indifferently taut, and his eyes were shocking and deep.

Seeing the faint smile on the woman's bloodless face, Mathew felt a trace of coolness in his heart.

Maryam could only obediently find the medical kit and put it on the coffee table. She glanced at Grandpa uneasily, but Mathew never spoke.

Neither Joseph nor Kathy said a word to each other, or even made eye contact.

The man rolled up Kathy's sleeves carefully. Her white wrists were already bloody, and could even see the bone on the seriously injured part.

He stared at it for several seconds.

"Kathy." He called her name lowly, "Does it hurt?"

He still remembered that when they were in the orphanage before, she would burst into tears when she suffered a small injury, for fear that he didn't know that she hurt.

Kathy smiled softly, "It hurts."

She said she hurt, but her face didn't show any pain at all. Her dark eyes were silent and there were no any emotions in it.

Joseph gave her the medicine without saying a word. Her hands were cold and there was no temperature.

He sterilized her hand with alcohol, then applied medicine, and carefully bandaged it. Maryam stood aside and was watching them. Although the man's face was not emotional, the distress and tenderness in his eyes could not be hidden.

Of course, he also didn’t want to hide.

After applying the medicine, Maryam rushed to help take the medical kit. Joseph ignored her, and then stood up and leaned over to stare at Kathy.

Her face was expressionless, calm and cold as if the person close at hand was already in another world. He subconsciously wanted to touch her face.

But Kathy raised her head in an instant, and his hand froze instantly.

She smiled faintly, "Joseph, is my brother still alive? So you have to get me back and keep me under house arrest?"

She glanced over Mathew and Maryam with a faint smile on her face, "Don't you worry that I will take the opportunity to kill your grandfather and your sister?"

There was no killing intent in her voice, but it made Maryam's back chill.

Mathew's indifferent voice finally sounded, "Joseph, how did you bring her back? She suffers from psychological combat and is traumatized. You should take her to a psychologist."

Joseph ignored Grandpa's words, but still didn't touch Kathy with his fingers. He just said gently, "You're tired, I'll hold you up to sleep for a while."

Kathy still didn't struggle and let him hold her. Her chin was resting on his shoulder, Mathew frowned quietly, but when he raised his eyes, he met Kathy’ eyes.

Her cold smile was like thorns. Mathew stood up quickly, "Kathy."

He spoke subconsciously, "Take Kathy away."