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.

of pleasant

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

twice, and he was

remember why he was in the bathroom. But when he heard Rosalynn’s voice outside the door, he instantly snapped back

the razor blade had already

outside the door came just in time, so the wound wasn’t too deep

his cool and answered

up the wound and headed

pondered why he had such

consulted some psychologists.

was that he might be suffering from Post-Traumatic Stress

a blank expression, Wayne watched the blood bead on his wrist, then numbly pulled over a bunch of toilet paper to

up

the blood stopped.

restroom, the boy

wasn’t overly

the kid would have something to

the spot and gave it some

he ordered some wound care

in the address of the apartment downtown where he once

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