Chapter 911 Not Heeding Good Advice

“Isla, are you telling me to shut up because I hit a nerve? You don’t want me to talk about what happened that night?” Daniel was playing the role of a fortune teller, and he could clearly see that Isla was hiding something. “You… you better shut your mouth! If you keep babbling nonsense, I’ll have your mother-in-law sew it shut!” Isla winced, clutching her stomach as she glared at Daniel. Seeing Isla like this made Daniel chuckle. “Isla, it looks like your stomach is really giving you a hard time. Do you want me to help you? I could just give you a shot, and your pain would go away in no time!” “You think a shot from you could cure me? What a joke! Ha!” With a cold laugh, Isla scoffed at him. “With your countryside background and no medical license, what qualifies you to stick me with a needle? You know that’s illegal, right? If you keep this up, you might end up in jail!” After she said that, Isla's stomach suddenly twisted with pain again. “Ow! Oh no! It hurts so much!” I