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

…

Ten minutes later.

corridor outside the emergency room feeling paralyzed. He kept pulling his hair frantically as he muttered under his breath, “It’ll be fine,

father-in-law, Martha and Charles, arrived

What are the doctors doing

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

say something?” Charles shouted angrily at Philip who was slumped on

at him, “Philip, what’s going on? Why is Wynnie in the emergency room? Talk to me! Say

too shaken

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

and slapped Philip multiple times. “Philip Clarke, I’ll make sure you pay with your life if I lose my

her rage. She clutched

swiftly and

sat down, she continued scolding Philip, “You… Go away! I

about his daughter’s condition and at the same time

entire time. He yelled, “I must have been blind to have allowed my daughter to marry a piece of trash like you! Scram! Get away from my sight

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

she heard 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

yours should leave our Johnston family immediately. We don’t have a son-in-law with you, nor do

again, her arm clutching

words were ruthless and

endured

who started

saw everything that happened from the side and sneered coldly. Realizing that he had the upper hand now, he quickly stepped forward and