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.

came to help with a gurney and quickly

…

Ten minutes later.

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

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

What are the

ants on a hot pan as she hurried past Philip, sticking

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

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

too shaken

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! Why did you tell all those lies? Why! Who are

slapped Philip multiple times. “Philip Clarke,

her rage.

reacted swiftly and rushed forward

scolding Philip, “You… Go away! I want

was standing by the side, was extremely worried about his daughter’s condition and at the same

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 sight

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

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 point that you’re punishing my daughter with an

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

again, her arm clutching

words were ruthless

endured

who started all

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 two elders to die