Chapter 6 Her leg hurts, you check it.

Kristal Holmes coldly looked at her smug appearance: "I'm afraid no guy likes that kind of a cruel girl like you."

Selene Holmes looked at her beautiful face in a harsh voice: "That's still better than a hungry one like you."

Kristal Holmes bit her lip bitterly, just wanting to slap her, but she didn't because it was right next to her grandma's hospital room, and she and Selene Holmes made a noise that would alarm Grandma.

Selene Holmes had grasped this weakness of hers. She blatantly boasted: "Yes, I heard that wealthy families support the Noble Academy, and the facilities are all luxurious. Even though you can come to study in my name, will you have enough money to pay for the tuition?"

Kristal Holmes said nothing. She just felt sad. Yes, someone who harmed her like Selene Holmes can go to the best school, and she, even the school gate, could not be touched, much less her dream. She was soon crushed to powder by cruel reality mercilessly.

"If, sister, you beg me again, maybe I'll lend you my allowance." Selene Holmes approached and said, her voice harsh and sour: "Oh, my memory is poor. You are no longer chaste. No matter who gives you to, people will loathe you."

After saying that, Selene Holmes deliberately stepped on the instep of Kristal Holmes and went straight into the elevator.

The heels of her high-heeled shoes were sharp, like an awl. On the white instep of Kristal Holmes's white foot, a drop of blood was so painful that her face contorted.

Kristal Holmes leaned against the wall and looked up to see the gloating smile of Selene Holmes. Her heart ached. Why did Selene Holmes become like this, harming her without fear but thinking that she was right and not afraid of anything?

She had to limp to find a doctor to bandage her. The doctor had just put a bandage on her when the phone rang.

Kristal Holmes looked at the incoming call, and it was Roy Dixon. She answered: "Mr Rixon."

"Why haven't you come back yet? Selene Holmes, you're getting more and more bold!" Roy Dixon's voice was full of anger

. Roy Dixon heard her voice a little unusual, less angry.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I just a little injured leg, I'm fine," answered Kristal Holmes, adding one more sentence: "I've come back now.

"You can't come back with your injured leg, you wait there. I'll come to get you." After saying that, Roy Dixon hung up; Kristal Holmes swallowed, terrified of Roy Dixon's sudden appearance here; she quickly got up, but the doctor still called from behind: "Girl, your wound..."

Kristal Holmes did not heed the doctor's words and ran to the hospital gate in disarray.

She had just leaned against the wall to steady herself when a Bugatti Veyron stopped in front of her, Roy Dixon in an expensive silver-grey shirt, very handsome, like an angel, Kristal Holmes blankly, he came come to get she?

Roy Dixon saw her leaning against the wall, her hair messy, her feet still bandaged, incredibly pathetic. He suddenly felt heartbroken and ran to hug her in the car, cold tone: "Who did that?".

How dare Kristal Holmes hastily reply to tell the truth: "I don't know who he is either, leave it alone. It's not intentional?"

Roy Dixon stopped investigating and just looked at her heels, and he said to the driver: "Run a little faster."

The driver stepped on the gas pedal, and the car immediately went faster. In an instant, the castle appeared in front of her eyes; Roy Dixon carried her into the house, coldly ordered: "Tell Franky Briar to come here."

"Franky Briar is Who?" Kristal Holmes heard a new person, curiously asked.

Roy Dixon said calmly: "Doctor."

"Yes." Kristal Holmes replied: "I told the doctor to help me handle it, no need for trouble."

"Shut up," Roy Dixon said coldly, looking at her feet once: "Is this already done?"

Kristal Holmes was seen through by him and had to say: "You said to pick me up, so I went quickly."

"Oh, so enthusiastic?" Roy Dixon heard her say a little happy in his heart.

Kristal Holmes looked into his eyes, those deep, burning eyes that looked at her, so beautiful she couldn't take them off.

"You look at me like it's going to make me want to eat." Roy Dixon looked at her, his voice like a beautiful low note. Kristal Holmes's face turned red instantly, and she lowered her head to look away from him. Roy Dixon looked at her ostrich-like figure, thin lips smiling softly, and Franky Briar stepped in.

"May I examine your wound for you?" Franky Briar stood at the door. Look, they said softly.

Kristal Holmes turned around, only to see a doctor standing there; she hurriedly quarrelled: "Mr Rixon, let me down."

Roy Dixon did not let her go, directly sat on the sofa, hugged Kristal Holmes with both hands, and said to Franky Briar: "Her leg hurts, you check it."

Kristal Holmes blushed and bowed; Deputy Franky Briar grabbed Kristal Holmes by the ankle. Roy Dixon said coldly, "Franky Briar, what are you doing?"

Dare to touch his woman's ankle?

Kristal Holmes, startled, looked at Roy Dixon in fear, not knowing what he was angry about.

Seeing Roy Dixon's murderous gaze, Franky Briar said softly, "Check her legs.

"Let me." Roy Dixon grabbed her ankle and arrogantly said: "Only see, not touch."

Kristal Holmes was so embarrassed that he wanted to find somewhere to hide. Roy Dixon, what's wrong with him? Deputy Franky Briar glanced up at Tieu Nuo, then pulled the gauze off her leg.

Franky Briar changed Kristal's medicine, gave her a tetanus shot, organized the medicine box, and coldly said to Roy Dixon: "Her leg is hurt; there are some things that are best not done."

Roy Dixon quickly calmed down: "I know." Kristal Holmes just felt like Disappearing, struggling to get up.