Before I could respond, she grabbed my arm and dragged me into Russell’s room. He was lying on the bed in pain. When he saw me, he instinctively tried to move his legs, and tears streamed down his face.
Seeing this, the private doctor beside Russell immediately spoke up:
"Ms. Glover, Mr. Craig has just broken his leg. If there is another injury, it could be impossible for him to heal properly. Whether he’ll ever dance again depends on fate."
No sooner had the doctor finished speaking than Russell, in a dramatic gesture, crawled out of bed and bowed to me.
"Joseph, I know you despise me, and you think I ruined your relationship with Kendra, but how could you be so cruel as to pour oil at my door and break my leg? I’m a dancer!"
Upon hearing this, Kendra kicked me hard, helped Russell up, and furiously scolded me.
"Joseph, I was just worried you'd catch a cold lying outside, so I dragged you back inside. I didn’t expect you to be this vicious!"
"Just because I want to send you and Lester to the old house, you break his leg? What’s next, are you going to attack me directly? This time, I won’t let you off easily!"