“Miss, please leave yourself some respect.”
Jim was right; she had placed him above herself and poured so much into the relationship that she had
ended up getting hurt.
Not only had she gotten hurt emotionally, but she even had to go through this excruciating physical pain.
The wound on her abdomen was starting to hurt more and more, so much so that she was starting to
grow dazed.
Christopher was talking to her as he cleaned her wound, but she could not hear any of it at all.
The only thing she could hear was, “If it hurts, remember that Jim was the one who inflicted this on you.”
Bonnie closed her eyes and repeated these words in her mind as tears slid down her cheeks.
Christopher was right.
Jim was the one who inflicted this pain on her.
She would remember this for the rest of her life!
By the time Christopher stitched Bonnie up, she had already passed out from the pain.
He let out a sigh, gently picked her up, and brought her upstairs into her room.
He gently tucked the blanket around her and wiped her wet face and hair with a towel as he muttered, “I
was too late.”
As soon as he received the message from Bonnie saying that she was headed to Merchant City, he had
booked his flight as well.
Even though Bonnie was unaware of what Jim had done in Merchant City, Christopher knew of it.
Therefore, as soon as he found out that Bonnie would surprise Jim at Tea Cottage, Christopher rushed in
as soon as he got off the plane, but he was still too late.
All of a sudden, a car screeched to a halt outside the house.
A split second later, the front door was pushed open, and two sets of footsteps echoed from downstairs.
Christopher furrowed his brows but did not go downstairs to check. Instead, he continued drying
Bonnie’s hair in silence.
He did not care who had shown up nor their intentions for coming to Tea Cottage.
The only thing that mattered was Bonnie.
Downstairs, a soaking wet Luna stormed into the living room.
The first thing she saw when she entered was a set of torn, bloodstained clothes and the first aid kit on
the coffee table.
The entire room smelled like antiseptic and fresh blood.
The color drained from Luna’s face.
She recognized the clothes on the sofa.
It was one of Bonnie’s favorite shirts!
She loved this shirt so much that she would wear it every time she talked to Luna through video call, so
much so that in the past, Luna had even teased her for wearing the same shirt over and over despite
having the money to buy plenty of others.
Every time she said this, Bonnie would tuck her hair gracefully and retort, “What do you know? Jim loves
seeing me in this shirt, and he said that I look amazing in this!”
Luna still remembered the sound of Bonnie’s voice when she had said this, but at this moment, her most
treasured shirt was lying on the sofa, stained with blood and torn into shreds.
“Let’s go upstairs to take a look.” Joshua furrowed his brows, patted Luna’s shoulder gently, and
reassured her, “Since there’s a first aid kit lying around, it means that someone must have cut her shirt to
help clean her wound.”
Luna paused for a moment, nodded, and quickly scampered up the stairs.
She did not look where she was going and almost fell down the stairs when she stumbled. Joshua was
the one who had grabbed hold of her just in time. “Be careful.”
The warmth of his hand on her waist made Luna’s face turn scarlet.
She quickly let go of him, turned around, and strode up the stairs in a hurry.
The bedroom door was wide open.
Bonnie was lying on the bed peacefully while Christopher was wiping the sweat from her forehead.
Seeing that Luna and Joshua had arrived, Christopher smiled and said, “I was here before you.”
He stood up and explained, “The rain was too heavy, and this place is so secluded that I can’t possibly
send for help, so I cleaned her wound myself and stitched it up. She’s doing well now.”
With that, he curled his lips into a smile and glanced at Bonnie with a gentle look. “I want to take care of
her like this every day.
“I want to treasure what Jim couldn’t.”
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