NovelEnglishChapter 129 She lifted her head like a proud peacock, looking like she owned the whole world.
I could not help but find it ridiculous. "Yes. You're worthy, especially worthy. You'd better keep your Theowy company. I'm going back." In the past, I might have felt inferior and upset, but it did not really matter anymore. I was too lazy to argue with her. I moved aside and was ready to head out.
Even though I did not want to go looking for trouble, it did not mean others would leavealone.
When I took a step forward, Cindy stretched her foot out and tripped me.
I staggered and failed to regain my footing, causingto tumble forward. There was nothing aroundthat I could grab for support. I instinctively reached out to hold onto Cindy, and we both went crashing to the floor.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs she was in front of me, she fell in a sitting position with her bottom on the floor. Then, there was a thud. Her head hit the door frame.
"Ouch!" Cindy cried out in pain.
Her voice was loud, alerting Theo and Keith who immediately ran over.
Theo was still holding his phone. When he saw that both of us had fallen, he helped Cindy who was just right beside his feet.
Then, he walked toward me. Keith had already helpedup. He supportedand carefully checked on me. He asked in a deep voice, "Are you injured?" "I'm fine." I looked up and glanced at Cindy who was standing beside me. She had a terrible expression on her face. She kept rubbing the back of her head. The thud that I heard just now was probably from when she bumped her head. I said, "Go and take a look at Miss Reed. She hit her head." Theo furrowed his brows and remained still while looking at me.
"I'm really fine. Take a look at her first." I turned my head and said to Keith. "Can you please helpto the sofa?" When I was falling, I had abruptly braced my hands and knees for the landing so that my belly would not hit the floor.
Now, there was a burning pain in my hands and knees.
Theo reached his hands out as he wanted to support m e. Just then, Cindy spoke in a tone filled with grievances. "Theowy, my head's hurting a little." She was talking and sobbing at the stime. She looked pitiful, indeed.
Theo raised his brows and shota glance. However, he did not go to her and only said to Keith, "Bring Miss Reed to the hospital." "No, Theowy. I want you to bringthere. Otherwise, I'm not going." However, Theo did not look at Cindy anymore. He turned around and entered the office.
"Theowy..." Cindy yelled, feeling wronged. When she saw Theo ignoring her, she turned her head and immediately glared at me. She spoke spitefully." Wanda Lane, don't be smug. Theowy is ignoring you too. You pulledon purpose just now. Just you wait!" My face flushed. When did she see a smug look on my face? Still, it waswho pulled her. I said, "I'm sorry for what I did just now, but I didn't mean it." "Hmph. I'm not letting you off for this." Then, she shook off Keith's hands when he was helping her up and ran out.
Keith and Cindy had left. Theo walked out of his office carrying a first aid kit.
He arrived in front ofand half-crouched while looking at me. "Giveyour hand." I remained silent. He still cared about her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe reached out and pulled my hand over when he sawnot responding. He furrowed his brows and asked i n a deep voice, "Why is the injury so serious?" It was only then I realized that my skin was scraped and burning in pain. It was bleeding as well.
He took my hand and blew on the wound gently. He used a cotton swab a to slowly disinfect the wound. " Hang in there. It might hurt." The moment the alcohol touched my skin, I immediately withdrew my hand from the sharp sting.
"Be good. We have to disinfect it to prevent inflammation." He putted my hand to him again and continued to blow on the wound. I could only grudgingly force myself to hold on.
His movements were very gentle and slow, but they still hurt could not help but furrow my brows. "Are you E' done yet? Just get it done with." He ignoredand insisted on carefully disinfecting the wound before applying the ointment.
After he was done dressing the wound on my hand, he reached out for my legs.
I hurriedly withdrew my legs, saying, "My legs are fine. There's no need for that." He kept silent and pulled up my skirt. My knees were red and in a worse state compared to my hands.
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