Chapter 917 High School Chronicles: The Separated Siblings
"Nope. It's just a disagreement between two guys. Nothing to worry about." Wesley's lips curled slightly.
Emelie snapped back, "Nothing to worry about? Are you shitting me?"
Wesley paused briefly. He had never heard Emelie curse, not even once.
He realized that she had done it because of him, and a slight smile tugged at his mouth. "Eme, no swearing."
"I'll say what I want! You have the nerve to get into a fight, and now you're telling me not to curse? Hypocrite!" Emelie leaned in closer to check on his injuries, growing angrier the more she saw.
"Seriously, who did this to you? Why were you even fighting?" she asked worriedly.
Wesley didn't want to answer. He moved his aching limbs and said, "Eme, come here and give me a hug."
"You wish!" she yelled.
Meanwhile, there was William next door.
The doctor tried to apply ointment on William's bruised face. However, William brushed it off with a blank expression.
"No need. You can go," William said.
The doctor hesitated brie

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