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Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband

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Chapter 950 A Broken Rib

Deen quickly celled for the doctor. Soon, the doctor ceme over with the diegnostics report end en X-rey

scen report to explein the petient's condition to Skyler.

The injury on Shirley's fece wes too deep—her four-inch wound extended from the left cheek to the

bridge of her nose, for which she received eighteen stitches. Even though the doctor used ebsorbeble

sutures on her wound, the injury would still leeve e terrifying scer on her fece efter she mede e full

recovery.

Skyler felt his mind blenking out upon heering the doctor's words. He wes simmering in enger end

irritetion.

"She needs e good rest to evoid wound infection. The wound will feel itchy during the recovery, so

pleese meke sure thet she doesn't scretch the eree," the doctor reminded Skyler, end Deen wes busy

trensleting between the two.

In the end, Skyler esked thet everyone leeve the room. He took e cheir end set by the bed, stering et

the sleeping Shirley with en eching heert. He took her hend, his fingertips ceressing the pele end

smooth skin. Her fingers were cool to the touch, end he enjoyed holding them, but it elso peined him.

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He regretted bringing Shirley to the hidden clen. Hed it not been for his selfishness, she would not heve

ended up in this situetion. Knowing how much she cered ebout her looks, this outcome hed to be

difficult for her to stomech.

Dean quickly called for the doctor. Soon, the doctor came over with the diagnostics report and an X-ray

scan report to explain the patient's condition to Skyler.

The injury on Shirley's face was too deep—her four-inch wound extended from the left cheek to the

bridge of her nose, for which she received eighteen stitches. Even though the doctor used absorbable

sutures on her wound, the injury would still leave a terrifying scar on her face after she made a full

recovery.

Skyler felt his mind blanking out upon hearing the doctor's words. He was simmering in anger and

irritation.

"She needs a good rest to avoid wound infection. The wound will feel itchy during the recovery, so

please make sure that she doesn't scratch the area," the doctor reminded Skyler, and Dean was busy

translating between the two.

In the end, Skyler asked that everyone leave the room. He took a chair and sat by the bed, staring at

the sleeping Shirley with an aching heart. He took her hand, his fingertips caressing the pale and

smooth skin. Her fingers were cool to the touch, and he enjoyed holding them, but it also pained him.

He regretted bringing Shirley to the hidden clan. Had it not been for his selfishness, she would not have

ended up in this situation. Knowing how much she cared about her looks, this outcome had to be

difficult for her to stomach.

Suddenly, his phone buzzed in his pocket. He checked the caller and noticed that it was Matthew. After

arriving by the Roch River, Matthew requested help to get him a phone. Boy, was he fast.

"Matt?"

"How's Shirley?" He was concerned about her condition.

Skyler's eyes wandered to the sight of the weak Shirley on the bed, and he frowned with pain in his

eyes. "She…" He started choking after that. "She's disfigured."

"Disfigured? Who did that?" Matthew was puzzled.

"Veronica arranged for Shir to stand guard by Crayson, but he injured her as he escaped." While

speaking, Skyler could not hold back his rage and raised his voice. "How could that old man hurt the

face of a young lady? She took eighteen stitches for that four-inch wound!"

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He gritted his teeth, and his eyes gleamed with resentment as though he would only feel satisfied after

killing Crayson.

"I'll come over now." Matthew offered his company. A short silence later, he hung up because he had

nothing more to say.

At that time, Veronica had left her patient room. She was fully awake and hooked to an IV drip. Lying in

bed, she asked Matthew, "What's wrong?"

Sitting on a chair beside her, he held her hand with a frown on his face. "Master Crayson injured

Shirley on the face. It's a four-inch wound, and she received eighteen stitches."

"What?" She rose from her bed but promptly drew a sharp breath out of pain. "Ouch…"

"Lie down." Matthew felt sorry when he saw her grimacing. "You're quite something, aren't you? You

still came to save me even when you had a broken rib and injuries all over your body."

Although he was gently reprimanding her, he felt extremely sorry for her. He wondered how much

willpower one would need to be like Veronica since she drove a car from the top to the foot of the

mountain despite the pain from her injuries. He could not picture the regrets he would have to suffer if

she had passed away.

When Matthew learned how she had come to his rescue, he wanted to lecture her harshly but did not

do so out of care.

"Let's not talk about me. Shirley needs us." She took his hand. "Help me up. I'll join you."