My Sleeping Beauty Husband

Chapter 267 An Old Friend

Cynthia looked very pretty and had exquisite features. Wearing a blazer, she

looked capable and gentle. She concentrated on dealing with the wound, which

made her even more appealing.

Her treatment was very professional like a real doctor. She quickly helped him

remove the fabric from the wound, disinfected the wound, and sprinkled

inflammation–relieving medicine. Then she wrapped it up with a medical

bandage and tied a bowknot skillfully.

After finishing everything, Cynthia had sweat on her forehead. She wiped off it

and smiled at the man on the ground. “I briefly dressed the wound. Although it

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can temporarily stop the bleeding, you should go to a hospital to re–bandage

the medicine and get a tetanus shot.”

When the man saw her looking over, he quickly averted his eyes and was afraid

to meet Cynthia’s eyes. “Okay, thank you.”

“It was nothing. It’s my duty to save people…” When she finished speaking, her

voice froze. She suddenly realized she was no longer a doctor.

The man noticed she was downcast. He frowned and changed the subject. “My

name is Jakson. How about you? When I recover, I will express my gratitude to

you!”

“Jakson?!” Cynthia exclaimed, which also shocked him.

“Yes. Anything wrong with that?” Jakson was a little embarrassed. He did have a

bad reputation in society, but most people didn’t know him. Did Cynthia hear his

name before?

Cynthia had been dealing with the wound and hadn’t noticed what he looked

like. She moved the flashlight up and looked at the man carefully with the faint

light.

Due to excessive blood loss, his face was a little pale, but he was very

handsome. He had chiseled features and a pair of almond eyes. His eyes were

piercing which made people afraid to look straight at them. His nose was

prominent and his lips were thin.

He was quite good–looking but there was a ruthlessness in his face. Even if he

was seriously injured, that sternness was still frightening.

“So you are Jakson!” Surprise flashed in Cynthia’s eyes. “I’m Cynthia, Alston’s

wife. He mentioned you before.”

When Cynthia’s mother was hospitalized, Alex regretted it. So Alston

He mentioned this to Cynthia

her Jakson’s photo.

time, Alston said that Jakson rose up from the bottom. He

ruthless. He even warned her not to get too close to Jakson

she met him

at Jakson’s perfectly bandaged wound with fear and wondered

she got too close

her name, he was stunned. The world was so small.

saved

had a history but

Alston had a wife who loved him very much, but he had never

like and had never paid attention to

his wife would

his thin lips tightly.

felt sour and bitter,

uncomfortable.

already married. Jakson felt a

he quickly restrained the emotion in her

“What a coincidence.

the

risky. Fortunately, I came in. Otherwise,

deteriorate. If you lose

this, she realized the next words might

stopped. “Sorry, I was

don’t have to be so cautious.

a little guilty when he said the

and Alston didn’t know each other

“But

doing this kind of thing in the future. It’s getting late. There

in dark alleys. Women

Jakson said seriously.

nodded hurriedly. “Right. It’s

anymore.”

usual, she wouldn’t care about these things in a dark place at

of gasping inside made she think

injured and lying in a corner with no

saving him, she would feel uncomfortable and throbbing in pain. That

walked

was still lying on the ground. His complexion had

Looking at his face, Cynthia could tell he

shoulders, a narrow waist, and six–pack abs.

immune system, his wound got better than

wound. Since it was wrapped, it wouldn’t worsen

moved his body.

me help you up. Where are you living?

you home.”

Cynthia squatted down beside him and asked in a low

looked at her almond eyes and pursed his

not to take risks and now she proposed to send

really know

but didn’t say it.

Although he knew she was Alston’s wife, her

to get closer.

for this kind of warmth for twenty–eight years, but

encountered it before.

it’s convenient, could you help

Jakson pointed to the wound

The front district?

thought about the location. It

was on the way back to her family. So

“No problem. I’ll help you.

to stand