Chapter 144 Don’t You Know How to Hold Your Husband?
Noel, dressed in a suit and tie, looked like he had just come from an important event. His expression darkened, and the veins on the back of his hand were visibly
be ground and quickly pulled Whitney into his arms to protect her. Seeing one of his friends writhing in pain on
After mapping the man’s wrist, be kicked him to the m the door, the remaining two naded forward.
Noel told Whitney to stay back as he turned to fight the two men. However, they were no match forhim. In jest a few moves, both were knocked to the ground
“Are you alright?” Whitney asked, nishing forward linconicetti.
stone fie could anewer, one of the men, who had somehow gotten back on his feet, longed at them with a fruit knife. The blade was aimed straight at Whitney Whitney was spun around by Noel, and he quickly reacted, kicking the man away again.
“Mr. Howard!” Daniel nushed over with a teamet bodyguards, instantly satuluing the there menon the ground.
“Mr. Howard, Ms. Spences, are you both alright?” Dariel asked, his expression trose,
Esties, Noel had been neatre finishing his social mgagements ambneeded to make an important call, so he had asked Darel and his team to stay behind. When he hadn’t returned dot same time, Dartel beard the disturbance and felt something was off, so he rushed to the scene with a team of bodyguards.
Nor didn’t respond to Daniel’s question. Instead, he looked at Whitney, his gaze piercing as he asked, “Are you hurt?”
“I’m fine. 1 wasn’t hurt.” Whitney assisted him, trying to calm her rapid heartbeat.
bodyguards. His expression was terrifying, as though he
Noel visitity relaxed, but then he turned bis icy glare toward the three men, who were not pinned down by bod would eat them alive
His cold voice pierced the air like a waming from hell. “Tomorrow morning, send them to the police station. Charge them with all possible offenses.”
I wasn’t that they would be sent off immediately tonight, but rather the next moming. This meant the three men would face harsh consequencestonight.
The three of them were carrying knives, likely repeat criminals, and possibly had other charges against them. Once everything was investigated, they would be punished for multiple offenses with heater sentences.
“Understood. Mr. Howard, you.” Dariel said before his expression suddenly changed. “Ma. Howard, you’re injured!”
Whitney followed his gaze and noticed that the side of Norl’s shirt was soaked with blood, along gash running down his waist.
“I’ll call an ambulance and get you to the hospital tight away!” Dariel said, pulling out his phone.
“No need for a hospital. It’s just a small injury. Don’t let my father know.” Noel stopped him, pressing his phone back down
“nut you’re hurt? What if it gets infected?”
Noel wasn’t just ampone–he was the eldest grandson of the Howard family, the son of the deputy mayor. This could be a serious issue if mishandled, and no one could responsibility for it.
Danel glanced at Whitney, silently hoping she could convince Noel to go to the hospital.
You should go to the hospital. Although the injury is minor, what if there’s something wrong with the knife wound? Don’t make us worry about you.” Without needing further prompting from Dariel, Whitney also agreed that Noel should go to the hospital
“Alright.”
‚his gaze meeting Whitney’s, finally relenting After an X–ray and some tests, it was confined the wound showed no signs of infection.
After receiving a tetanus shut, the doctor began stitching up Noel’s wound.
“Could you please Help the patient lean on you,” the doctor instructed
Dariel and Whitney were standing by the door.
Ms. Spencer, I need to check on those three caminals. You go ahead, Dariel said before rushing off without waiting for a response
“Hease!
hurry up! The doctor glanced toward the door again, orging Whitney to enter
Beluctantly, Whitney stepped inside. Noel had removed his suit jacket, and the doctor had cut away a large partion of his shirt war the wound
“Come, help the patient lean on you,” the doctor instructed Whinney. Then, he tumed to Noel “Don’t put any weight on your wrist, or the bleeding might start
The doctor didn’t recognize Norland
He was just anotherregular patient.
With no other choice, Whitney followed the doctor’s instructions, getting cart and gently supporting Noel’s shoulder “Lean on me,” she whispered to him Because Noel was sitting, Willary tied to get as close as possible, traching out to lightly support his shoulder.
The doctor glanced over and said, “Don’t you know how to hold your husband you keep it like this, his waist will still strain.”
fuel remained silent, seemingly enjoying the situation.
Whitney quickly explainer
“İportní, please go ahead,” Noel’s cold voire interrupted, cutting beroll,
Herface flushed with endurrassment, but she had choler. She tightened her gip on Noel’s shoulder, pulling him fully into her embrace.
With only his shit on, his body heat pressed against hers, causing Whitney to tense up. She held her breath, trying het best to stay still, not letting her body react to hits proxenity
“You’re holding him too tightly,” the doctor temarked,
Chapter 145 Don’t Leave Tonight
