His eyes were filled with terrifying anger, he said, "Margot cut her wrist! It almost killed two people! Don't say I'm crazy, I really want to kill you now!"
Margot started sobbing at the right moment and said, "Cornell, I sent a message to Hailey, apologizing, but she blocked me. She must hate me to death. And she doesn't want to see me again, does she? So what's the point of me living ...."
Even though I did hate her, I didn't want to cause any harm.
I quickly looked up at her. I noticed a half centimeter long wound on her wrist that had been treated with iodine and had already scarred.
Is this a suicide cut wound?
I felt a sense of sadness in my heart and I pursed my lips.
"Cornell, if I come here tomorrow, will her wounds heal?"
He was furious. "Hailey! How could you be so vicious? If I hadn't discovered it in time ... do you know what consequences a pregnant woman have to lose too much blood?"
It was probably what it meant to be too concerned.
A small wound made him flustered, but he turned a blind eye to the blood flowing from my forehead.
He must be terribly in love with his adopted sister.
My heart sank and I furrowed my brow, not saying a word.