His Ugly Bride novel Chapter 8

"What?" hearing those words, Summer was almost panicked, "I can't!"

Although she was disgusted with this man, she was afraid to let him die in her apartment. The police might have a few questions and furthermore, her husband might not be too happy with if his cousin's dead body ended up in her apartment.

She had no idea why "Douglas" could make such a life-threatening thing sound so easy, but she had no choice now.

Leonardo's eyebrow cocked, "Or would you prefer to be buried with me here?"

It was still an indifferent tone, but there was an unquestionable firmness in it.

With a paled face, Summer went to get the things. She felt that from the moment she married

into the Emerson family, her life had been collapsed beyond repair. Could it get any worse thought Summer?

Summer had tried her best to maintain calm, but she couldn't keep her hands from shaking.

She used a blade to peel off the fresh edge of his wound while paying attention to the condition of "Douglas".

She found that apart from his pale face and sweat beads on his forehead, he had no particular reaction, and even his brow only slightly frowned.

If there was anything unusual, it was he kept on staring at her the whole time.

She could feel that he was weak now, but there was still strength in his eyes.

Summer couldn't help saying, "Don't look at me." Leonardo was actually not as calm as he behaved. With the pain of the wound and that much of blood he lost, he almost fainted.

However, when he looked at Summer, the pain was miraculously relieved a little bit.

"No need to be nervous, I won't die, I believe in you." The voice of the Leonardo was light and soft, however very determined.

Summer had never been trusted and valued like this. She clenched her teeth and focused more on extracting bullets for him.