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.

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

…

Ten minutes later.

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

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

What are

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

shouted angrily at Philip who was

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

too shaken

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

who caused this incident, she immediately stepped forward and slapped Philip multiple times. “Philip Clarke, I’ll make

rose along with her rage. She clutched her chest

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

away! I want you and

about his daughter’s condition and at the same time incredibly

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! Scram! Get away from my

“I’m sorry, it’s my fault. I’ll bear all the consequences myself if something were to

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

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

again, her arm

were ruthless

endured

was the one who

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