Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me
Vinson’s expression turned grim. He told Arielle, “I sent her to protect you. Could you take care of her for
a while? She has a special identity, so it would be better not to let anyone know about this. I will come
back immediately once I’ve settled my matters here.”
“Okay.” Arielle hung up without saying another word. She brought a chair to bring the woman down
from the wall carefully.
There was an injured woman in their house. As it was not a simple matter and Vinson had also
emphasized the woman’s special identity, Arielle could not just bring her to Henrick.
After contemplating for a while, Arielle supported the woman around the backyard and toward the
servants’ quarters.
They met Larissa on the way, and Arielle stopped her and said, “This is my friend. Bring her to your
room; she can’t show her face openly. Help me take care of her for a while. I will go and take some
medicine to treat her injuries.”
Larissa nodded her head quickly and brought the woman into her room.
Luckily, there was no one near the servants’ quarters, and they were able to enter Larissa’s room
successfully.
Although there were many servants’ quarters, there were not many servants in the Southall residence.
Every servant had their own room, so no one would discover anything if Larissa was careful.
This was also the reason Arielle placed the woman in Larissa’s room.
After a while, Arielle returned to Larissa’s room without anyone noticing, covering the first aid kit with her
jacket.
Larissa was helping the woman wipe her wounds. However, the woman had her guard up and did not
want to take off her clothes.
Only when Arielle returned did the woman’s expression slightly relax. She greeted respectfully, “Ms.
Moore.”
As she was greeting, she tried to stand up from the bed. Arielle quickly stopped her. “You don’t need to
stand. Let us deal with your wounds first.”
The woman’s gaze fell upon Larissa.
Arielle could feel her hesitance. She explained, “She’s one of mine, and she’s reliable. You don’t have to
worry.”
The woman nodded and finally cooperated with Larissa as she took off her clothes.
When her clothes removed, Larissa gasped in shock.
Arielle glanced up and noticed that the woman had many wounds on her body. However, there was a
wound on her waist that stood out among the rest.
There was a piece of glass about an inch long pierced deeply into her waist. Blood kept gushing out from
the wound non-stop.
Larissa squeezed her eyes shut, unable to bring herself to see the wound again.
Arielle’s expression did not change as she inspected the wound carefully. She then took a pill out of the
first aid kit and said, “This is to relieve your pain. It takes effect faster than the painkillers on the market. I
don’t have any injections, so we can only use this as a substitute. Is that all right?”
Sasha shook her head nonchalantly. “It’s fine. I don’t need to eat it. I’m not afraid of pain.”
“That’s not fine. Although you are not afraid of pain, it does not mean that your body is not afraid of pain.
You are hurt badly, so you have to eat medicine or you will faint.”
After Arielle said that, the woman nodded and swallowed the pill.
Arielle estimated the time the pill would take effect. She then wore her gloves and grabbed the glass. “I
am going to pull it now. It will still be a little painful, so you have to bear with it.”
“Okay!” Sasha nodded her head and bit the cloth that Arielle had prepared for her.
Larissa did not dare to look at both of them. She stood at the side and stared at her toes.
Whoosh! Larissa only heard the sound before Arielle threw the glass shard into the trashcan in front of
her. Then she heard a flurry of actions.
When she finally had the courage to look, Arielle had already finished stitching up Sasha’s wound.
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