The First Heir

“Wynn! Honey!”

Philip snarled like a maniac as he pounced forward to hold Wynn, pressing his hands hard on her abdomen. “Don’t be afraid, it’ll be alright! You’ll be alright!”

Wynn’s lips had turned white as layers of cold sweat beaded her forehead.

It hurt!

The hooligans instantly panicked as well and fled the scene without hesitation.

It was a mess. People were taking pictures and videos to post on the internet but nobody made any calls.

Juan chased behind the men but soon returned with his phone. “Hello, I’m calling from Arc de Triumph Hotel. Someone has been injured here, please send help right now! Hurry up please!”

Without thinking through, Philip carried Wynn in his arms and rushed out of the parking lot like a madman. He stopped a taxi and yelled in the driver’s face, “To the hospital! Quick, to the hospital!”

The driver remained calm and collected as he sped toward the hospital.

However, it was the evening rush hour, so traffic was extremely congested!

Time was running out!

With Wynn still in his arms, Philip jumped out of the car and began running.

The stab wound on Wynn’s abdomen continued bleeding, turning Philip’s sweat-stained shirt a shade of bloody red.

“Doctor! I need a doctor here! I need help!”

The second Philip rushed into Riverdale Public Hospital, he dropped to his knees on the ground and started yelling.

staff at the emergency room came to help with a gurney and quickly pushed Wynn into the

…

Ten minutes later.

feeling paralyzed. He kept pulling his hair frantically as he muttered under his breath, “It’ll be fine, nothing will

moment, his mother and father-in-law, Martha and Charles, arrived at the hospital after hearing

What are the doctors

as anxious as ants on a hot pan as she hurried past Philip, sticking herself to the emergency

what happened? Can you say something?” Charles shouted angrily at Philip who

She pulled Philip up and screamed at him, “Philip, what’s going on? Why is Wynnie in the emergency room? Talk to me!

was too shaken to

he came over, he flung his arm at Philip and punched Philip in the face. Then, he swiftly grabbed Philip by the collar and yelled to his face, “Philip Clarke, it’s all your fault! Why did you tell all those lies? Why! Who are those people? What kind of people have you

stepped forward and slapped Philip multiple times. “Philip Clarke, I’ll make sure you

pressure instantly rose along with her rage. She clutched her chest as she

you alright?” Juan reacted swiftly and rushed forward to help Martha sit

Martha slowly sat down, she continued scolding Philip, “You… Go away! I want you and Wynn to get a divorce! I’ll have her divorce

worried about his daughter’s

blind to have allowed my daughter to marry a piece of trash like you! Scram!

in-laws and apologized. “I’m sorry, it’s my fault. I’ll bear all the consequences myself if something were

his words. She pointed her finger at Philip’s nose and continued screaming, “You good-for-nothing piece of trash! You waste your time idling around all day long. Not only are you incapable of doing anything, you just had to stir up trouble outside! How did my daughter end up with someone as useless as you? God, why are you torturing me? What evil have I done to the

We don’t have a

her arm clutching her chest as she panted

words were

Philip endured

was the one who

now, he quickly stepped