Welcome To My Life novel Chapter 35

Seeing Hamish, Stanley’s expression suddenly became gloomy, "Mr. Francis, I didn’t expect that you are so shameless. How dare you come to her?"

Hamish walked in, looked at Isobel lying on the bed, frowned, and then looked up at Stanley, "She owes me something."

"Do you want her to die?"

Hamish snorted coldly, "Want her to die?"

He said, pausing for a moment, and continued, "No. It’s too easy to kill her. I want to torture her slowly."

Stanley couldn’t help swearing and raised his hand to hit Hamish. But Hamish dodged his fist. Hamish held his fist and said, "Mr. Shaw, what’s your relationship with her? Why are you hitting me?"

He said sarcastically, "Isobel is really charming. She used to be pursued by Eduard, and now you like her, too."

"Hamish, it was just an accident. Why do vent your anger on her? Are you still a man?"

When Stanley mentioned what happened many years ago, Hamish’s expression became terrible, "Accident? If Thomas Lewis hadn’t driven drunk, my parents wouldn’t have died on the spot!"

"But what does it have to do with her?"

"Her last name is Lewis. What do you think it has to do with her?"

"That explains a lot."

The weak female voice came from the bed, and both of them were stunned.

Isobel sat up straight in bed and looked at Hamish. She looked a little pale, and there wasn’t a trace of emotion in her eyes. "So, I’ll give you my life, Hamish?"

When she said these words, there was no fluctuation in her tone, but her voice was very hoarse.

With that, she suddenly pulled out the needle from the back of her hand, then quickly took the fruit knife on the nightstand, pulled out the scabbard, and then went to Hamish, with the knife to her heart, "Since you hate me so much, I’ll give you my life."

Then she took Hamish’s hand, held the knife and wanted to stab it hard into her heart.

But she didn’t feel the pain. Hamish threw the knife on the ground and sneered, "It’s easy to kill you, but I want to make your life a living hell. And don’t forget, Isobel, you owe me a child!"

With that, Hamish turned around and left the ward.

With a gloomy expression, Stanley saw Hamish leave. After a while, he looked back at Isobel, "Are you so desperate?"

Suppressing his anger, he bent over and picked up the knife and pressed it on the artery of her neck, "You want to die, don’t you?"

She felt cold on her neck. Isobel was stunned and looked up at Stanley, "What do you want to do?"

Hearing her words, Stanley threw the knife, raised his leg and kicked the bed, "What am I going to do? What else can I do? Isobel, how many times have I told you that Hamish is not a good man? Why don’t you listen to me? You’ve been with him for three years. But I’ve been waiting for you for nine years. Why don’t you look at the people around you?"

Stanley was really angry. His roar could almost dismantle the ward.

Isobel looked at him in amazement. After a while, she said, "I’m sorry."

She always thought that it was a joke that he liked her.

"Well, I don’t expect you to like me."

He touched his face, bowed his head and found that she was standing on the ground barefoot, his expression became worse again, "Aren’t you cold barefoot?"

Then, Isobel realized that she was barefoot. She sat back in the bed, looked at the remaining potion, hesitated and asked, "Shall I call the nurse?"

Stanley laughed angrily, rang the bell and looked at her, "I’m going out for a cigarette."

Then, he really went out.

Isobel looked at his back in a daze.

In fact, she also wanted to know why she liked Hamish.

If she liked Stanley, wasn’t everything different?