The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 100

His arm was burning with pain, but his mind was clear. He recognized the figure approaching him, “You?”

She was the waitress from Red Jack Club.

Allison had a first–aid kit in her hands. Wearing her dress made it inconvenient to bend over, so she knelt down on the carpet, pulled out some bandages and alcohol, and began to treat his wound. She never imagined he’d actually hurt himself this badly.

The wound was deep and bleeding heavily.

Allison’s palm was warm with his blood, her fingers were trembling.

She took a deep breath, seemingly a bit scared.

“Mr. Crane, it might hurt a bit, just bear with it,” she said, pressing the alcohol–soaked cotton ball onto his wound. For a moment, she squeezed her eyes shut, as if she didn’t dare to look.

Aidan gave a cold laugh, “You’re scared, yet you came back?”

“You’re right, I will mind my own

clear, bright eyes, Aidan sobered up. The drug was potent, so he had to stab himself. Although it wasn’t fatal, it was bleeding. He

had once broken his leg, this was just a minor injury in

expect was that this woman

was a fool,

thick lashes trembling like butterfly wings. Her naive and kind demeanor

her hands and began treating his wound

stood up, “Then I won’t

could treat his wound himself, she

door and heard Aidan’s voice from behind, “Call Parker

knew Parker, she

went to the washroom to wash her hands, then found Parker and briefly told him

is waiting for you, you

of the room and was hit with the smell of

stepping

Aidan’s arm, now wrapped in white gauze. The bleeding had stopped, Aidan’s lips were pale, he looked at