novelraw Chapter 311: Horton Is Her Husband and She Is Worried About Him
Chapter 311: Horton Is Her Husband and She Is Worried About Him
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Margaret looked at the phone screen in front of her and poked it hard.
She wanted to beat Julian up.
Julian said, "Using self-mutilation in an attempt to delay the wedding. You are truly ingenious."
Margaret was angrier.
Margaret gritted her teeth and sent a message, "Even if I’m crippled, you have to marry me in a grand manner."
Margaret had sent the message, and it took a while before Julian replied, "Then I’ll wait and see, the future Mrs. Jorgansen!"
Margaret stared at his message on the phone screen, and after a while, she understood a thing.
She was tricked by him and fell into Julian’s trap.
It looked like that she was eager to marry him.
Julian was indeed sinister.
Margaret stared at the phone for a long time. Her face turned from pale to red.
Finally, she angrily typed a few words into the screen.
"I don’t want to marry you."
As soon as the message was sent, there was a reply from Julian, "Our marriage is based on interest."
Sure enough, he married her for benefits!
Margaret snorted coldly and angrily turned off the phone.
"The wound is not serious. Don’t touch water for the next two days. It will scab tomorrow."
Bruce bandaged Margaret up. The wound on her forehead could be covered with a Band-Aid, but Margaret insisted on wrapping it with thick gauze.
Bruce frowned when he saw Margaret.
Looking at Margaret’s injured finger, Hilla said in a worried tone, "You should go to the hospital to take a look. If you were hurt by a crab, shouldn’t you be vaccinated against tetanus? Otherwise, you’ll get infected!"
They had just left the home, but they didn’t expect Margaret to be injured so quickly. Hilla was a little hesitant. She thought, "Should they go back now?"
"That crab isn’t even as big as her palm. Nothing serious. Just a graze. You’re
making a fuss."
Bruce didn’t seem to care, and Margaret immediately said unhappily, "Bruce, I doubt that you dislike me."
"No need to doubt it."
"But my hand is really bleeding."
Margaret had a wronged expression on her face. As her elder brother, Bruce didn’t care about her.
Halle pushed Horton over here and looked worriedly at the injured Margaret. Emily had tears in her eyes and looked at Margaret with a distressed face.
"You are so pitiful. Your head is wrapped up."
Margaret was injured, and even her finger and legs were wrapped in gauze, looking very pitiful.
Emily didn’t expect that catching crabs was such a dangerous thing. She would never want Margaret to catch crabs again.
Bruce looked at Margaret, frowning. There were no big wounds, yet she insisted on wrapping herself up like a half-paralyzed patient.
It looked like she was seriously injured.
"She should be vaccinated against tetanus. I bring two tetanus vaccines with me."
"After all, she bled. The bacteria carried by wild creatures are unknown, and it is easier to trigger the infection of the skin tissue. She’d better be vaccinated against tetanus."
Horton appeared, and the moment he opened his mouth, Margaret immediately jumped up.
"You are cold-blooded. You know that I’m most afraid of injections. You did it on purpose, right?"
As soon as she heard Horton’s words, Margaret immediately wore a long face, but Horton looked very happy.
Before Margaret could finish her words, Horton said with a face full of concern, "For the sake of your health."
"The tetanus infection can cause muscle spasms and facial muscles to spasm. It can also cause breathing to stop. It can even cause death. Don’t hide your sickness for fear of treatment."
Horton spoke in a serious manner.
He seemed to worry about Margaret.
"Yeah, your finger is so swollen. Let’s Horton give you an injection!"
Halle looked at Margaret’s finger that was wrapped. She frowned in worry.
Although there was only a small scratch on her forehead, Halle also saw the scratch on Margaret’s leg. The wound was not deep, but it was not small. It was better to give an injection.
"Margaret, it doesn’t hurt. You are an adult. You must be brave and strong. I will cheer for you!"
Even Emily stared at her.
Margaret thought, "If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t have fallen like this."
Margaret complained in her heart, only to find that this family of three had presented a united front.
Seeing the smile on Horton’s face, Margaret was upset.
Margaret thought, "Horton is doing this on purpose. He must want to use this opportunity to take revenge on me."
"You did it on purpose!"
Margaret gritted her teeth and glared at Horton.
Hilla advised, "Don’t be willful at this time. Horton is a doctor, so listen to him!"
Margaret was injured as soon as they came out, and if Margaret was infected again, Hilla would advise them to go back.
"You are an adult, so don’t be afraid of injections. You should be braver than me."
Emily had been standing beside Halle. She stared at Margaret and said in a serious tone.
Margaret pouted.
Emily knew she was afraid of injections!
Children were afraid of having an injection. Couldn’t adults be afraid?
However, Emily said that she was brave. If she refused to let Horton give her an injection now, it meant she was timid than a three-year-old child.
Margaret felt that Emily said this to force her to be vaccinated.
Margaret stared at Emily. Emily immediately lowered her head and grabbed the corner of her clothes, looking weak and pitiful.
Horton immediately stood in front of Emily, blocking Margaret’s gaze. "If you don’t be vaccinated, you will suffer."
Horton suddenly looked like he did not care, as if he was not the one who wanted her to be vaccinated against tetanus.
"It’s my own business. You did it on purpose. You want to take revenge on me." Margaret retorted.
Bruce frowned in displeasure and said coldly, "Don’t be willful!"
Margaret immediately was silent after hearing Bruce’s words.
However, she still stared at Bruce with a face full of unwillingness. She looked at Bruce for a long time, and then tears rolled down her cheeks.
"I’ll be vaccinated against tetanus. Why do you shout at me?"
Margaret burst into tears.
This cry was even more pitiful than Emily’s.
Even Hilla was shocked by Margaret’s reaction. She didn’t expect Margaret to have such a big reaction.
She couldn’t help but tug at Bruce’s sleeve and whisper, "Why is she crying like this?"
Bruce said calmly, "She’s afraid of injections."
Margaret was bitten by a dog when she was a child, and she was afraid of being vaccinated!
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Outside the limousine.
When Emily heard the shouts coming from inside, she hugged Halle’s thigh in fear and carefully hid behind her.
She whispered, "Mom, is Margaret crying? Is she spanked?"
It sounded so miserable!
Emily thought Margaret’s butt must be red and swollen and expressed her sympathy for Margaret.
"Margaret is an adult. Adults will not cry."
Halle tried hard to maintain Margaret’s image in front of Emily, but soon, she heard the heart-wrenching screams in the limousine.
"Horton, I won’t let you go!"
Hilla walked out of the limousine helplessly. Seeing Bruce and Halle, she forced a smile.
"Don’t worry. Margaret knows what she should do."
Hilla meant that Margaret must have an injection.
Although Margaret was reluctant, it was obvious that her resistance was ineffective. Horton’s movements were fast and accurate, and even Hilla felt that Horton was taking revenge on Margaret.
As the associate director, Horton gave Margaret an injection, which made Margaret bleed.
It seemed that Horton did it on purpose. He took the opportunity to take revenge on Margaret.
Halle saw that Hilla came out alone, so she looked inside the limousine worriedly and said, "Margaret needs a good rest. Has Horton not finished his work yet? He couldn’t walk by himself, so I..."
Before Halle could finish speaking, she saw Horton slowly come out in the wheelchair with his face covered.
"Daddy, are you playing the role of a cat? Why are you without a beard?"
Halle subconsciously covered Emily’s mouth, but Emily had finished speaking, staring at Halle with a pair of bright eyes.
Emily didn’t know why her mother covered her mouth. Was she wrong? Emily thought, "But daddy really looks like a cat!"
Hilla was stunned, and then she heard Halle looking at Horton nervously, saying, "Did Margaret scratch your face?"
There was a long red scratch on Horton’s fair face that extended to his neck.
As the famous brain specialist in the world and the associate director of an advanced private hospital in River City, he looked very pitiful.
Hilla was speechless for a moment when she saw Horton. But Bruce was calm and composed, as if he had been prepared and did not care at all.
Bruce had thought of this result!
Horton covered his injured face desperately, afraid that Halle would see it.
However, his face was too eye-catching at this time.
Halle had stepped forward to take his hand away. Looking at Horton’s face, she frowned tightly.
Although she knew that Margaret would definitely not be willing and would lose her temper, Halle did not expect that Horton would be injured badly.
Horton was handsome, but now he looked like a homeless man.
"Does that hurt?"
Horton wanted to say that he was fine, but when he saw Halle’s worried face, he suddenly pursed his lips and gave a gentle smile.
"I’m fine. Don’t worry. It hurts a little. It won’t leave a scar after applying for the medicine."
He was a man, and it was nothing serious for him to have a scar on his face.
Horton enjoyed the feeling of being worried by Halle.
At first, he was still complaining and dissatisfied with Margaret, but at this time, Horton wanted to thank Margaret for her help.
Halle was worried about him now.
Even if it was not love, it still made Horton feel encouraged.
Halle saw that Horton did not care, and for some reason, a trace of dissatisfaction and anger arose in her heart.
She said coldly, "Where’s the medicine?"
Horton was stunned, and then he realized that Halle wanted to apply medicine to the wound on his face.
He quickly said, "It doesn’t matter. This wound will scab tomorrow. It will heal very soon."
Horton thought that he looked terrible right now, and Halle should dislike him very much.
After all, his face was disfigured by a long red scar, which meant that he had less possibility of being liked by Halle.
For a moment, Horton was a little flustered, afraid that Halle would dislike him. "Wouldn’t your wound be infected? What if it was infected?" After hearing Halle’s words, Horton was stunned.
He didn’t understand if Halle was feeling sorry for him or if it was because he made Margaret bleed and Halle wanted to avenge Margaret.
When Margaret heard this, she hurriedly covered her arm and ran out of the limousine.
When Margaret saw Horton, she angrily said, "Halle is right. If you bleed and tear your skin, it will easily lead to infection. You should have an injection."
Now that it was her turn to vent her anger, she would definitely personally help Horton have an injection.
Margaret’s smile sent a chill down Horton’s spine. If Margaret hadn’t resisted forcefully and refused to cooperate, she wouldn’t hurt.
Now, she was biting the hand that fed her and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to take revenge.
But these words were said by Halle. Although Horton felt that he didn’t need to be vaccinated against tetanus, he decided to listen to Halle.
However, it was clear that Margaret wanted to use this opportunity to take revenge on him.
Margaret seemed to be prepared, looking excited.
Horton subconsciously wanted to refuse, but he heard Halle speak.
"You’re not scratched by a cat or bitten by a dog. There is no need to be vaccinated against tetanus. Apply the medicine to your wound, and it will heal quickly."
Halle said as she brought Horton back to the limousine. She did not glance at Margaret.
Margaret, who originally thought that Halle was on her side, suddenly felt there was something wrong.
She looked at the lovey-dovey couple in the limousine and frowned.
Was it her illusion just now? Why did she feel that Halle seemed to be angry with her? She even felt Halle cared about Horton very much.
Margaret suddenly felt uncomfortable in her heart.
She pouted.
Margaret walked to Hilla and asked, "Don’t you think that Halle cares about Horton very much?"
Hilla glanced at Halle, who was carefully applying medicine to Horton. Halle clearly cared about Horton so much, but she pretended to be indifferent.
Hilla really didn’t know when Halle would find out her love for Horton. "Hilla, you would definitely be on my side!"
Hilla looked at Margaret and sighed, saying, "If your husband is scratched by Halle, you will definitely not be on Halle’s side."
Margaret thought, "Are you kidding? I won’t do such a thing."