Henry asked coldly, "Are you nuts? If that dagger stabs you, you'd lose your life!"
'Is Hen being concerned about me?' Stella was thrilled thinking about it. Henry grabbed onto the dagger without giving it a second thought and that action saved her from being stabbed. 'Hen does have feelings for me.'
"I'm willing to if it's for you," Stella said confidently with a bashful smile.
The doctor wrapped Henry's wound up and said, "Young Master Moore, everything was taken care of already. Remember to head to the hospital to get your medications and also don't get your hands wet."
Henry nodded and got down from the ambulance.
Stella saw Henry's towering silhouette. There was a vibe of elegance when he was strolling. A vibe that no one would be able to imitate. Just like an emperor being so charming and giving off a domineering spirit.
Stella was spellbound just looking at Henry's back figure.
After some time, Stella recovered and caught up to Henry. She asked, "Hen, let's go have a doctor do a thorough checkup on you."
The police captain that was being ignored earlier, was waiting at the door of the ambulance. He was trembling.
He saw the man with a towering silhouette coming to him. That sent chills down his spine. Henry's black eyes seemed like a bottomless cold pool which made the police captain fumble.
'These b*stards, how dare they lay their hands on Young Master Moore. They're digging their own grave!'
He notified the police chief and the police chief would appear anytime soon.
Just when Henry got out of the ambulance, the police chief was seen sprinting his way to him. He asked, "Young Master Moore, are you alright?!"
Henry's black eyes faintly glanced at him and said, "Your capability to take control is getting worse!"
Henry's deep and attractive voice as though a phantom's.
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