My gorgeous wife is an ex-convict (Grace) novel Chapter 2929

Chapter 2929 

She nodded her head heavily. 

He smiled, a smile of relief. She was willing to forgive him, that was 

good… that was good… 

But as she looked at his smile, her nose felt extremely sour. 

At the hospital, the doctor examined Brian Hart and Camille 

Strickland. 

At the same time, the remaining drink in Camille Strickland’s glass from the bar was brought in for analysis. 

Finally, it was determined that Camille Strickland’s drink 

contained sedatives, so she was just asleep for now and would naturally wake up when the drug wore off. 

With her friend confirmed to be okay, Valda Theller finally felt a 

little relieved. 

As for Brian Hart, although the wound was not deep and did not affect any vital organs, he still needed 11 stitches. 

The doctor administered local anesthesia on the spot in the emergency room and began stitching. 

“Valda Theller, you should go outside first. It might get a 

wwe bleedu leter !! Prion Hart said afraid that she would feel 

Chapter 2929 

But Valda Theller shook her head. “I’ll stay here. If it hurts later, you can hold my hand.” 

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He was slightly stunned, his phoenix eyes fixed on her for a while before he slowly said, “Okay.” 

So he held her hand. 

And she stood by his side, watching as the doctor cut open his clothes and saw the wound still bleeding. 

The doctor and nurse quickly disinfected his wound and administered anesthesia before stitching it up. 

Each stitch felt like it was telling her how reckless she had been. If it weren’t for her impulsiveness, he wouldn’t have been injured like 

this. 

Clearly, this wound should have been on her! 

She watched stiffly, while he comforted her softly, “Don’t be afraid, it doesn’t really hurt, it just looks a little ugly.” 

He, the injured one, was comforting her, the uninjured one. 

When the doctor finished stitching his wound, she felt completely 

drained. 

“Okay, it’s best to stay in the hospital for observation for a few days. If there is any inflammation, further treatment will be 

needed,” the doctor said, handing over the hospitalization order. 

Brian Hart lay on a mobile stretcher, pushed by a nurse to the 

ward. 

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Valda Theller followed along. 

In the ward, Brian Hart lay down on the bed, while his 

subordinates stood in a row in the room. 

“Um, I’ll stay overnight tonight,” Valda Theller said proactively. “If 

you need anything, you can call me to help you.” 

“Does that include helping me to the bathroom?” Brian Hart 

asked.