Alyssa, who gave him the medicine, looked very gentle, so gentle that made Karl a little moved. Then, he wanted to touch her. She is his wife and he takes everything for granted.
But for Alyssa, he is “Luther” and Karl’s cousin. He molested her repeatedly and kissed her, which was far beyond her tolerance.
Alyssa pushed him away fiercely, and stepped back a few steps away from him, and said with a cold face, “Luther, I am your cousin’s wife! Please be respectful!”
After taking the bullet just now, she didn’t hate “Luther” so much, but she didn’t expect him to still be so presumptuous.
Karl rubbed his lips like an aftertaste, with a hint of bewilderment in his nice voice: “Cousin, you are just a widow for a lifetime with my cousin, don’t you want to think about me?”
Alyssa refused directly and simply: “I don’t.”
With a wooden face, coupled with an ugly dress, like a little old woman, there is no moving place at all. Karl felt that Alyssa’s appearance was very vivid.
Alyssa felt that she could no longer sit and wait for death, which would only make “Luther” even more unscrupulous.
“You can call someone to pick you up, or I’ll call an ambulance, and then others will know that you have a gunshot wound.”
Her voice was soft, and even if she said threatening words, there was no deterrent. Karl glanced at her, as if he hadn’t heard, he just knocked his eyes to rest.
Alyssa: “…”
She bit her lip, looked at his pale face, and couldn’t bear to wake him up and drive him away. Taking advantage of the rest of “Luther”, Alyssa went to the vegetable market.
Although she is nominally the third young lady of the Hunt family, she does not have the life of the young lady. Most of the time, she is sick and no one cares. When she is hungry, no one asks. Therefore, her life ability is very strong.
No matter how she hates “Luther”, she can’t take the risk that he might die here and ignore him. She lives very hard and earnestly. She doesn’t want to sacrifice his life or give him a funeral. Therefore, she reluctantly boiled soup for him.
…
When night fell, Alyssa woke up “Luther”.
“Are you hungry? I made the soup. Would you like to have a little?” She stood two steps away from him, for fear that he would do something presumptuous.
Karl raised his eyes to look at her, and spit out a word like gold, “Yes.”
Alyssa came over with the soup, put it on the small table in front of his bed, and stepped away. But her small single room is too small. In addition to the small kitchen and bathroom partitioned off, a 1.5-meter bed, a small folding table, a small sofa for one person, a bookcase that is not used, a few simple things have already occupied most of the room. No matter how far she jumped, she couldn’t get out of Karl’s sight.
Karl glanced at her, and slowly sat up straight, then pulled the quilt away expressionlessly, exposing the blood-stained gauze on his chest, and said casually, “The wound is open.”
The indifferent tone seemed to be talking about other people’s things instead of his life-threatening wounds. Alyssa didn’t want to care about him, but couldn’t see it.
She could only walk over slowly, holding up the soup bowl in one hand, and scooping up the soup with a spoon in the other, and handing it to his lips.
Karl said nothing this time, lowered his eyes and swallowed the soup she fed him bit by bit.
The small room was quiet, only the small sound of the spoon touching the edge of the bowl, and the speechless ambiguity spread.
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