The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love novel Chapter 1938

Chapter 1938 

Wayne was stunned for a second, following the shocked gaze of the boy, he slowly looked down at his own wrist. 

His black shirt collar had already been soaked with bright red blood. The blood seeped down his palm, trailed to his fingertips, and then dripped onto the 

ground. 

“Mr. Silverman!” The boy stood at a distance, looking both nervous and terrified. 

“It’s okay.” Wayne shook his head dismissively. 

“But you’ve lost so much blood, how can you be okay? I’ll call an ambulance!” The boy said. 

“It’s okay!” Wayne stopped him almost reflexively. 

“I got injured earlier, must’ve accidentally knocked the wound open, I can handle it. Wayne’s face and tone chilled. He pulled out his wallet and placed all the cash on the bench, Take the cash. When your grandmother is back, you can give it back to me.” 

“Mr. Silverman..“ 

“Don’t worry, it’s just a small problem, I can handle it.” After finishing, Wayne scanned his surroundings, “Where’s the restroom?” 

The boy pointed in a direction, Wayne headed straight towards it. 

The restroom smelled of pleasant incense, freshly cleaned. 

Stepping into a stall, Wayne unbuttoned his cuffs. The wound on his wrist that should’ve been healing had split open again. 

Looking at the still bleeding wound, Wayne’s face twisted in discomfort. 

His forehead pulsed twice, and he was suddenly reminded of that morning 

He couldn’t remember why he was in the bathroom. But when he heard Rosalynn’s voice outside the door, he instantly snapped back to reality 

By then, the razor blade had already cut his wrist. 

But the sound outside the door came just in time, so the wound wasn’t too deep 

He managed to keep his cool and answered Rosalynn’s questions calmly 

Then, he quickly patched up the wound and headed downstairs as usual. 

Later, Wayne pondered why he had such a breakdown. 

He even anonymously consulted some psychologists. 

The most common answer was that he might be suffering from Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. 

With a blank expression, Wayne watched the blood bead on his wrist, then numbly pulled over a bunch of toilet paper to stop the bleeding. 

He nearly used up the entire roll. 

Finally, the blood stopped. 

When Wayne came out of the restroom, the boy and the money were gone 

He wasn’t overly worried. 

With that money, at least the kid would have something to eat. 

He stood at the spot and gave it some thought. 

Then he ordered some wound care supplies online. 

Instinctively, he filled in the address of the apartment downtown where he once lived with Rosalynn, 

Then he hailed a cab and headed to the apartment. 

By the time he arrived, the package was already hanging on the door.