Jessie jumped out of the car without even having time to close the door. She grabbed Violet's hand and
asked about cloth.
Violet regretfully told her that cloth was gone.
Jessie clenched her fists unacceptably, "Gone?"
"Yeah." Violet nodded.
"That's millions!" Jessie yelled emotionally, and suddenly ran towards the warehouse, seeming not to
believe what Violet said. She had to see it with her own eyes to give up.
Seeing this scene, Violet was shocked and hurriedly shouted, "Jessie, what are you doing? Come back
soon!"
Jessie did not hear about it, stopped in front of the warehouse, and watched the fire in front of her,
feeling collapsed.
The fire swallowed up all the cloth inside. It was efforts that she went to many cloth factories to get
them.
Even some of them were very expensive and the output was very small. She drank with the senior
executives of those cloth factories until the stomach cramped before they agreed to sell it to her. Now
her efforts were all gone. How could she accept it!
Seeing Jessie not listening to her, Violet bit her lip and stomped her foot. Then she ran over, trying to
pull Jessie back.
Although the warehouse was constructed of bricks and stones, in order to ensure the air permeability
and prevent the cloth from damp, wood was used in many places, especially the roof brackets, which
were almost built of wood. The fire was so big! The wood on the roof might fall, which was very
dangerous.
But Jessie stood so close, it was hard to guarantee that she would not be injured by the falling wood.
Violet came to Jessie's side and looked at her red eyes, feeling very sad.
But no matter how sad she was, it wasn't the time to comfort Jessie at this moment. Violet held Jessie's
hand and said, "Jessie, shall we leave here first?"
Jessie turned her head to look at Violet with tears on her face. There was uncontrollable grief and
anger in her voice, "Violet, why? Why do we encounter this kind of thing every time?"
"This..." Just as Violet was about to speak, she suddenly heard a squeak and looked up.
A beam of the warehouse suddenly broke, and it was falling diagonally downward.
But they just stood diagonally below.
"Dangerous!" Violet was shocked suddenly. Without thinking too much, she pushed Jessie out.
Jessie was pushed to the ground not far away and hissed.
But she didn't care about her injured arm, and quickly got up from the ground to look at Violet.
Seeing that beam was going to hit Violet's head, Jessie’s face changed drastically. She hurriedly
shouted, "Violet, run!"
Violet wanted to run away, but she couldn't move at all. When she just pushed Jessie, her feet
sprained. At this moment, it hurt badly. She couldn't even move.
She could only watch the beam getting closer and closer to her. Besides, she could feel the raging heat
and the thick smoke coming to her face.
Violet's eyes were red with smoke, and tears kept falling. She closed her eyes in despair and waited for
death to come.
However, at this moment, Violet suddenly felt a pair of arms hugged her, leading her to roll on the
ground.
The moment they got out, the beam also hit the place where Violet had just stood, making thud. A few
sparks spattered, but the fire did not go out and it was still burning.
Violet opened her eyes as early as the moment she was hugged. Instead of looking at the beam, she
raised her head and stared at the man on her body in a daze.
She did not expect that he suddenly appeared here and saved her.
"You..." Violet opened her mouth, just about to say something.
Jessie ran over and lifted Stanley who was pressing on Violet, helped her up, and kept looking up and
down, "Violet, are you okay?"
Violet shook her head in shock, "I'm fine. Just my ankle sprained, but Mr. Murphy..."
She looked at Stanley.
Stanley stood up. His clothes were dirty and wrinkled, which was a little embarrassed.
But even so, it didn't affect his temperament in the slightest. On the contrary, it gave him a touch of
messy beauty.
He stared at Violet with a sullen face, with an unabashed anger in his voice, "What were you doing just
now? Why were you standing there motionless? Do you know what the consequences of being hit by
that piece of wood are? It's not death on the spot, or would be burned by the fire brought by wood!"
God knew how scared he was when he saw the scene where she was about to be hit.
At that moment, his heart almost stopped.
Listening to the consequences described by Stanley, Violet couldn't help shivering in fear, lowered her
head and said nothing.
Jessie couldn't stand anymore. She let Violet sit beside her, looking up at Stanley, "Mr. Murphy, if you
want to scold someone, please scold me. I can't accept the result, so I came there. Violet was to save
me. It’s not that she didn’t move. She can't move because of her sprained ankle!"
Hearing this, Stanley was startled, and immediately looked down at Violet's ankle, which was indeed
red.
So, he really misunderstood her!
Stanley pursed his thin lips. His face looked much better, and his voice was no longer so cold, "Why
didn't you explain?"
Violet's eyes flickered, "Mr. Murphy, why should I explain to you? There is no need to explain to you. I
am grateful that you just saved me, but..."
Before she finished speaking, she exclaimed, because she was picked up by Stanley. He walked
towards the front of the car.
"What's going on?" Jessie looked at the two in shock.
Why did Stanley hug Violet suddenly?
Violet, who was suddenly picked up by Stanley, was a little dazed at first. Her arms were also
subconsciously put around his neck.
But soon, after she reacted, she quickly let go of her hands. Her face was blushed and she shouted,
"Mr. Murphy, what are you doing? Let me down!"
Stanley remained unmoved, still holding her.
Violet was anxious and began to struggle.
Stanley tried his best to hold her under her struggle. He gritted his teeth.
He lowered his head slightly, looked at the woman in his arms, and pursed his lips, "If you move around
again, I will throw you down!"
"You..." Violet was taken aback, and quickly turned to look at the ground. Although the ground was not
high, there were stones and various debris on it.
So, forget it!
Violet compromised and stopped moving. She bit her red lips and stared at the man, "What do you
want to do?"
Stanley did not answer, put her in the back seat, then opened the storage box in the car and took out a
bag from it.
Violet recognized it at a glance. It was the bag with bandage and iodine in it. A few days ago, when
Stanley was bandaging her palm in the hospital, it was also this bag.
He gave it to Fraser at the time. Then Fraser put it in the car?
So he was going to apply the medicine for her?
Just thinking about it, Violet felt cold on her ankle.
She quickly came to her senses, only to realize that when she was thinking about things, her sprained
foot had been lifted up by him without her noticing it, and were placed on his own laps. Her shoes had
also been taken off by him.
Seeing Stanley's hand stretched toward her ankle, Violet suddenly thought of something and quickly
took her foot back.
Stanley's hands froze in the air like this. He looked at his empty thighs gloomily, and said solemnly, "Put
it up!"
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