NovelEnglishChapter 911 Not Heeding Good Advice "Isla, are you tellingto shut up because I hit a nerve? You don't wantto talk about what happened that night?" Daniel was playing the role of a fortune teller, and he could clearly see that Isla was hiding something.
"You... you better shut your mouth! If you keep babbling nonsense, I'll have your mother-in-law sew it shut!" Isla winced, clutching her stomach as she glared at Daniel.
Seeing Isla like this made Daniel chuckle.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Isla, it looks like your stomach is really giving you a hard time. Do you wantto help you? I could just give you a shot, and your pain would go away in no time!" "You think a shot from you could cure me? What a joke! Ha!" With a cold laugh, Isla scoffed at him.
"With your countryside background and no medical license, what qualifies you to stickwith a needle? You know that's illegal, right? If you keep this up, you might end up in jail!" After she said that, Isla's stomach suddenly twisted with pain again.
"Ow! Oh no! It hurts so much!" Isla cried out in agony, beads of sweat forming on her forehead, dripping down like rain.
Just then, a sharp-dressed man in an Armani suit rushed over.
It was Isla's son-in-law, the successful businessman and owner of the Capital Hotel-Grant! As soon as Grant approached and saw his mother-in-law in distress, he immediately asked, "Mom, what's wrong?" "My stomach hurts!" Isla replied.
"Mom, lethelp you sit on the couch for a while." Grant supported Isla and guided her to the sofa.
Daniel, seeing the situation, chimed in with his good intentions.
"Isla, you really shouldn't sit right now. If you do, you'll only be able to sit on a hard bench because sitting on a softcouch will actually make your pain worse. Once you sett that sofa, your pain is going on increase tenfold-it'll hurt more than giving birth!" "Dumbass You little scam artist! Don't chere with your nonsense! No matter how bad hurts, sitting is still better than standing!" "Well, I to sit on that you, Isla. If you want couch, that's your But just know, the pain s going to be all yours, not me!" As soon as Daniel finished his sentence, Isla plopped down on the couch.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe moment she sat down, she screamed again.
"Ow! Oh no!"
She immediately began rolling around on the couch, clutching her stomack like it was being twisted by knives.
The pain felt worse than childbirth; it was not something an ordinary m person could endure.
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