The First Heir

Chapter 83

“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.

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

…

Ten minutes later.

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

his mother and father-in-law, Martha and Charles,

are the doctors

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

happened? Can you say something?” Charles shouted

screamed at him, “Philip,

too shaken to

that moment, Juan arrived as well. When 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!

immediately stepped forward and slapped Philip multiple

rage. She clutched her chest as she staggered

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

slowly sat down, she continued scolding Philip, “You… Go away! I want you and Wynn to get

extremely worried about his daughter’s condition and at

“I must have been blind to have allowed my

“I’m sorry, it’s my fault. I’ll bear

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 point that you’re punishing my daughter with

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

fell to the bench once again, her arm clutching her chest

were

endured it

who started all

that happened from the side and sneered coldly. Realizing that he had the upper hand now, he quickly stepped forward and shoved Philip away. “Can you scram now? Or do you want the

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