The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love

Chapter 1938

Wayne was stunned for a second, following the shocked gaze of the boy, he slowly looked down at his own wrist.

His black shirt collar had already been soaked with bright red blood. The blood seeped down his palm, trailed to his fingertips, and then dripped onto the

ground.

“Mr. Silverman!” The boy stood at a distance, looking both nervous and terrified.

“It’s okay.” Wayne shook his head dismissively.

“But you’ve lost so much blood, how can you be okay? I’ll call an ambulance!” The boy said.

“It’s okay!” Wayne stopped him almost reflexively.

“I got injured earlier, must’ve accidentally knocked the wound open, I can handle it. Wayne’s face and tone chilled. He pulled out his wallet and placed all the cash on the bench, Take the cash. When your grandmother is back, you can give it back to me.”

“Mr. Silverman..“

“Don’t worry, it’s just a small problem, I can handle it.” After finishing, Wayne scanned his surroundings, “Where’s the restroom?”

The boy pointed in a direction, Wayne headed straight towards it.

restroom smelled of pleasant

into a stall, Wayne unbuttoned his cuffs. The wound on his wrist that should’ve been healing had split open again.

at the still bleeding wound, Wayne’s face twisted in

and he was suddenly

in the bathroom. But when he heard Rosalynn’s voice outside the door,

razor blade had already cut his

in

to keep his cool and answered Rosalynn’s questions calmly

patched up the wound

pondered why he had such

even anonymously consulted

was that he might be suffering from Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder.

a blank expression, Wayne watched the blood bead on his wrist, then numbly

used up the entire roll.

the blood stopped.

of the restroom, the

overly

the kid would

stood at the spot and gave

some wound care supplies online.

in the address of the apartment downtown where he once lived with