My Sleeping Beauty Husband

My Sleeping Beauty Husband By Lyanna Nichols Chapter 267

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

to teach Alex a lesson. He

her Jakson’s photo.

But at the time, Alston said that Jakson rose up from

her not to

met

bandaged wound with fear and wondered

got too

heard her name, he was stunned. The world

who saved

a history but they were just nodding acquaintances.

a wife who loved him very much,

wife looked like and had never paid

his wife would be the woman in front

frowned and pursed his thin lips tightly. He couldn’t

sour and bitter, which was very

uncomfortable.

Jakson felt a sense of loss

Cynthia looking over, he quickly restrained the emotion in

a coincidence.

the alley, I was hesitating and was afraid

I came in.

wound will deteriorate. If

she realized the next words

“Sorry, I was a

matter. You don’t have to be so cautious. Alston and I… We…

well!” He felt a little guilty when he said the

each other and they were even wary of each

“But

thing in the future. It’s getting

dangers in dark alleys.

Jakson said seriously.

“Right. It’s dangerous. I

anymore.”

things in a dark place at night. She

heavy heart today. The sound of gasping

When she thought of Alston being injured and lying in a corner with no

feel uncomfortable and throbbing in pain. That

walked into

still lying on the ground. His

his face, Cynthia could tell he exercised regularly.

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

immune system, his wound got better than

it was

moved his body.

“It’s too cold on the ground. Let me help you

you home.”

him and asked

almond eyes and pursed his lips in

and now she proposed to send a stranger

really know what

didn’t say it. He

further. Although he knew she was Alston’s wife, her warmth made

to get closer.

He had longed for this kind of warmth for twenty–eight years, but

encountered it before.

district. If it’s convenient, could you help me?

walk very far.” Jakson pointed to the wound on his

The front district?

Cynthia thought about the location. It was a high–grade residential

way back to her family.

“No problem. I’ll help you. Be

she supported Jakson to stand up. His leg was not

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