Scrambling to Be the Father of His Ex-Wife's Kid novel Chapter 8

Ignoring her antics, I leaned quietly against the doorframe and watched them. My face was expressionless.

"There are no external injuries. Let us go and take an X -ray scan to see if there are any injuries to your bones. " Mason stood up.

Theo carried Cindy out while Mason followed.

"Doctor Mason, can you help me bandage my wound first?” I asked in a gentle tone as I watched them leave.

The blood was still flowing from my hand. No one cared about me, and I could not ruin myself just because of both of them.

Theo stopped in his tracks and turned around to look a t me with a frown. He said to Mason, "You stay here."

Mason did not say anything. He turned around and took out some tools. He then gently pulled out the remaining porcelain pieces from my wound using a tweezer before cleaning, disinfecting and bandaging the wound.

As expected of a famous doctor, his movements were skilled and gentle.

"Miss Lane, the wound is very severe. To avoid infection, it is best to take some antibiotics." Mason's

tone was distant and polite. He paused for a moment and continued, "Actually, you do not have to suffer like this."

I heard that it was said, "Good friends will advise you t o reconcile, but best friends will advise you to break u p." Yet, Theo's good friends would always find opportunities to persuade me to divorce.

During the three years of my marriage with Theo, Mason's attitude towards me had always been polite and distant. He would only address me as Miss Lane and even persuade me to leave Theo whenever he had the chance.

Sometimes, I envied Cindy. Just by shedding a few tears, she could have the warmth and care that I could not get no matter how hard I tried.

I did not think too much about it. It would only make me depressed. I smiled and said, "Thank you, but there is no need."

Mason stared at me. "Does it not hurt?"

I shook my head lightly. This was the second person who had asked me this question today. Unfortunately, not Theo.

Without another word, he got up and left.

I wanted to leave, but I remembered that Grandmother's funeral was in the afternoon. After the huge mess, Theo probably had forgotten about it again. Although I was not allowed to attend, I still wanted to remind him.

It was a way of repaying my grandmother-in-law for treating me well all these years.

Shortly after, Theo carried Cindy back.