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.

with a gurney and quickly pushed Wynn into

…

Ten minutes later.

pulling his hair frantically as he muttered under his breath, “It’ll

father-in-law, Martha and Charles, arrived at the hospital after

What are the doctors doing

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

you say something?” Charles shouted angrily at Philip who

around and rushed over. She pulled Philip up and screamed at him, “Philip, what’s going on? Why is Wynnie in the emergency

too shaken to

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

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

blood pressure instantly rose along with her rage. She clutched

and rushed forward to

I want you and Wynn

standing by the side, was extremely worried about his

at the silent Philip who had his head down the entire time. He yelled, “I must have been blind to have allowed my daughter to marry a piece of trash like you!

my fault.

had to stir up

and that bastard of yours should leave our Johnston family immediately. We don’t

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

were ruthless

Philip endured it

the one who

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

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