Leaving the Wrong Love Behind Forever novel Chapter 530

"Sylvia, I'm so sorry. Just now, Mr. Jacobs came to me to have an argument. So, I got anxious, my hand shook and the porcelain cup fell. I'm so sorry. I didn't expect that the damn porcelain cup would fall on Mr. Jacobs's foot and he would also be stabbed in the foot. I'll call an ambulance. I'll be responsible for the medical expenses, and I can also pay for the emotional stress." Arthur looked ashamed and reached out to dial the phone number again.

"That's enough." Charles said coldly, "Mr. Bridgewater, overdoing things is not good for both of us. I'm not a particularly generous person. I hope you can take care of yourself."

He held Sylvia's hand, his eyes full of tenderness: "Sylvia, I'm fine, let's go."

"You've lost so much blood, how can you be fine?" Sylvia was so anxious that there were tears in her eyes.

If it wasn't for her, would Charles have been injured by the bastard, Arthur? She was sure that Arthur did it on purpose. Looking at his cowardly face at that moment, it was obvious that he was faking it.

Charles looked at her with bright eyes.

As a man, she cares about him so much. He had already won.

"I am okay, believe me." He smiled, gently took her hand, and pulled her up.

Sylvia stood up, and Charles looked at Arthur again.

Arthur still had a warm expression on his face, and his attitude was very good: "Sylvia, I'm so sorry for hurting your lover. I'm willing to pay any compensation as long as you ask."

His body was straight, his back was naturally slightly bent, and there was nothing wrong with it. He was elegant and graceful, but his toes were tightly clasped on the soles of his shoes.

"You are so despicable." Sylvia gritted her teeth and supported Charles, "Charles, let's go, I will take you to the hospital."

"Thanks."

"Wait." Arthur looked at them and suddenly seemed to remember something, so he quickly stopped her.

Sylvia turned around and asked coldly: "What's the matter?"

"By the way, was the bra size correct that day? I was worried that it might be a little too small. I just went by feeling at the time, and the shorts also seemed to be one size too small." Arthur looked at her with a smile on his lips.

He was obviously talking about the most shameful things, but he still acted as if he were serious.

In the hospital.

After the doctor bandaged Charles’s foot, Sylvia felt guilty and offered to treat him to a meal.

"Okay, I can really eat the meal you offer me this time." Charles laughed happily.

Sylvia smiled sheepishly: "From now on, I'll treat you to meals more often."

Charles scratched his little nose: "No, I can't bear to eat food at your expense. It's up to me to pay for it. Even though I eat well, I'm not a softie."

Sylvia smiled: "How could Mr. Jacobs be a freeloader? If so, then all the men in the world would be like that."

Charles's eyes deepened: "No, at least Arthur won't."

Sylvia was startled when she heard this, her eyes dimmed, and she stopped talking.