Chapter 17
Chandler looked at Helen. Her lips were pale, sweat broke out on her forehead, and she moaned in pain weakly. Her eyes were closed as if she was unconscious, but she was clutching his clothes tightly.
Helen had heard the faint sound of the door opening earlier, so she deliberately angered Yvette. It turned out that she was right.
She took a deep breath, feeling that her face still hurt a little.
Chandler gently put her in the back seat, asking softly, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"
She was a little stunned. "No."
He frowned but said nothing, driving her back to Newton Residence.
...
Returning to the room, Helen took out her phone and saw dozens of messages from Taylor.
"Helly, how are you? Were you saved?"
She replied, "Yes, but I was hurt."
He made a crying emoji and wrote, "Helly, you're so miserable! Do you need my help?"
"I can handle it myself. You don't need to follow up."
"Okay, call me if you need anything," Taylor replied flatteringly.
After Helen finally fi
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