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Connor thought about Jacqueline and how she had hurt his sister, and he vowed to make her pay for her evil deed.
“I'm going to give your father a call, Connor. He has to know about what just happened to Sharon. You sit here and
wait for me, okay?” said Mrs. Wilson as she placed Connor on a bench.
To her surprise, he let out a howl of pain the moment his bottom touched the chair.
A worried look came over her face. “What's wrong?”
“My butt hurts,” Connor replied with a pained expression.
Tugging his pants downward slightly, she saw his bruised buttocks and instantly let out a horrified gasp. “H-How did
this happen?”
“I was kicked by Jacqueline and fell to the ground,” he answered through gritted teeth.
Mrs. Wilson immediately burst into a fit of rage. “That wretched woman! She'll pay for this someday!”
Then she patted the child's back lightly and reassured him, “It's all right, Connor. Let's get you some ointment for
your bottom.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWith that, she carried him and headed to the surgical department.
After all, Sharon's operation was bound to take some time. She figured she might as well get him treated for those
terrible bruises while they were waiting.
After the doctor finished checking Connor's injury, he frowned deeply. “How did this child fall so hard?”
“Is it bad?” Mrs. Wilson asked anxiously.
The doctor nodded. “Yes. All the blood capillaries on his buttocks have ruptured. That's what's causing the swelling.
He'll not be able to sit for some time but should instead only lie on his stomach. Fortunately, he had fallen on his
bum. The flesh in that area gave good protection to his bones. If not, his bones would surely have fractured
considering children typically have weaker bones than adults.”
“Damn that b*tch, Jacqueline!” Mrs. Wilson blurted out angrily upon hearing the seriousness of Connor's injury.
“All right, small man. Come on and lie on your stomach. I'll apply some medication for you.” The doctor's tone was
kind and gentle when he addressed the boy.
“Go on, Connor. Let the doctor help you,” Mrs. Wilson advised as well.
Nodding, Connor obediently pulled down his pants and lay on the couch, blushing in embarrassment.
The doctor then took out some cotton pads and began applying the medication for him.
Handing the situation over to the doctor, Mrs. Wilson exited the room to give Shane a call, which went through
quickly.
Seeing that the call came from Mrs. Wilson, Silas pushed the door to the conference room and went in without
hesitation.
Going straight to Shane's side, he handed him the phone. “Mr. Shane, Mrs. Wilson is on the line.”
Silas knew she would not call Shane unless there was an emergency.
Thus, he had totally disregarded the fact that Shane was in the midst of a meeting and went to him with the phone.
Taking the phone over, Shane signaled for the meeting to be paused before answering the call. “What's up?”
“Something bad's happened, Mr. Shane. Jacqueline got out.” Mrs. Wilson's distressed voice came on the line.
Lifting his chin slightly, Shane responded, “I know that. But how did you find out? Did you just see her?”
He had not told Mrs. Wilson about Jacqueline's release, yet she still knew about it.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThat could only mean she had already met her.
“Yes, she came to the villa just now, a-and...” Mrs. Wilson choked up.
Shane's spine immediately stiffened. A serious look washed over his face as he urged her to continue, “And what?
What happened?”
He had a bad feeling about what he was about to hear next.
Wiping her tears, Mrs. Wilson took a deep breath to calm herself down before going on, “She injured Connor by
kicking him, and Sharon had it even worse. That woman lifted her and threw her on the ground. She's now
undergoing an emergency operation. Could you come over please, Mr. Shane?”
The moment he heard that Shane's mind went completely blank. He felt as if an invisible hand had just reached into
his chest and was squeezing his heart. It hurt so much he could barely breathe.
A sharp screech sounded as he pushed his chair back abruptly and leaped onto his feet.
Covering their ears from the sudden piercing sound, the men in the conference room stared in bewilderment at
Shane. They had never seen him so flustered before and wondered what had caused him to act so out of
character.
“Which hospital? Tell me now!” Shane held his cell phone in a death grip. Although his face remained
expressionless, a violent storm was raging in his eyes.
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