Betrayed by Four: Reborn, Their Rival Mafia Lord Became My Husband - Chapter 269: Chapter 269
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The voice was very soft, but Hurley heard it.
A complex ecstasy erupted in his heart as Sophie called out his name!
"I'm here, I'm right here!"
"It hurts... I want... a blow..."
Mom used to say when she was little, a blow would make the pain go away.
She had been injured before, it hurt so much, but Hurley wouldn't blow on her wound, so she had to lick it herself in the corner.
In an instant, Hurley's memory was pulled back to a previous moment when the little fool got injured, extending her hand to him, asking for his help to blow on it. At that time, he was dealing with an important matter and simply chased the little fool out of the study.
The image of the little fool flashed through his mind, but Hurley didn't have time to dwell on it. He didn't know where Sophie was injured, but he still gently blew on her face.
"Blow, it won't hurt anymore, Sophie, it won't hurt anymore."
It seemed that it really didn't hurt anymore; the furrowed brow of Sophie gradually smoothed out. It was as if she had seen Hurley...
She seemed to see the fiery glow breaking through the clouds, burning painfully in the sea of fire, waiting desperately for Hurley, who never came.
Then, it was as if she stood on a very high place, and she fell. But then Hurley rushed over, grabbing her hand as she plummeted into the abyss.
Feeling a sense of safety, her tense consciousness relaxed at that moment, and Sophie completely passed out.
"Sophie!" Hurley's heart raced, loudly calling out her name without hesitation in his footsteps.
"Sophie... Sophie..." Adrian, lying on the ground, also opened his eyes, calling out Sophie's name. He even reached out to grab Hurley's trouser leg.
Hurley halted his steps, his eyes lowered as he looked at him.
"You like Sophie, yet you've hurt her like this. Sophie has always considered you a friend."
Hurley's voice was icy, piercing Adrian's heart like a knife.
The pain coursing through his body brought back a shred of his sanity. He had hurt Sophie... he had hurt Sophie...
Seeing Hurley carrying Sophie out, Nick quickly opened the door.
As Nick opened the door, the person whom Hurley had knocked down to the ground, ignoring the pain, hastily got up and ran toward the doorway.
"Murder! Murder!"
As they rushed down the second floor, they alarmed the people downstairs.
Everyone watched as the blood-soaked figures kept running down from above one after another. Some, in their haste, even tumbled down directly from the stairs, causing a great commotion.
"What's going on?!" Mr. Henry, on the other side, furrowed his brows in concern.
Fortunately, some speeches had just finished, and father had also gone back to rest.
Not two seconds later, Hurley appeared at the staircase of the second floor, holding Sophie.
Seeing Hurley, Mr. Henry hurried over.
"Mr. Hurley, what's happening?" he asked.
"What's happening? I think Mr. Carl should be clearer on that than me!" Hurley, holding Sophie, descended the stairs step by step.
Hurley looked very angry, his face devoid of any warmth.
Although the others hadn't seen Sophie's condition, just from her fair legs, Hurley's actions, and the several people who had fallen down, they could probably guess what had happened.
Mr. Henry looked at Carl, who shook his head. "I don't know anything."
"Don't know? Weren't you the one who took her upstairs? If there hadn't been arrangements in the room, would Mr. Carl have kindly taken her up there?" Hurley emphasized each point.
A complex ecstasy erupted in his heart as Sophie called out his name!
"I'm here, I'm right here!"
"It hurts... I want... a blow..."
Mom used to say when she was little, a blow would make the pain go away.
She had been injured before, it hurt so much, but Hurley wouldn't blow on her wound, so she had to lick it herself in the corner.
In an instant, Hurley's memory was pulled back to a previous moment when the little fool got injured, extending her hand to him, asking for his help to blow on it. At that time, he was dealing with an important matter and simply chased the little fool out of the study.
The image of the little fool flashed through his mind, but Hurley didn't have time to dwell on it. He didn't know where Sophie was injured, but he still gently blew on her face.
"Blow, it won't hurt anymore, Sophie, it won't hurt anymore."
It seemed that it really didn't hurt anymore; the furrowed brow of Sophie gradually smoothed out. It was as if she had seen Hurley...
She seemed to see the fiery glow breaking through the clouds, burning painfully in the sea of fire, waiting desperately for Hurley, who never came.
Then, it was as if she stood on a very high place, and she fell. But then Hurley rushed over, grabbing her hand as she plummeted into the abyss.
Feeling a sense of safety, her tense consciousness relaxed at that moment, and Sophie completely passed out.
"Sophie!" Hurley's heart raced, loudly calling out her name without hesitation in his footsteps.
"Sophie... Sophie..." Adrian, lying on the ground, also opened his eyes, calling out Sophie's name. He even reached out to grab Hurley's trouser leg.
Hurley halted his steps, his eyes lowered as he looked at him.
"You like Sophie, yet you've hurt her like this. Sophie has always considered you a friend."
Hurley's voice was icy, piercing Adrian's heart like a knife.
The pain coursing through his body brought back a shred of his sanity. He had hurt Sophie... he had hurt Sophie...
Seeing Hurley carrying Sophie out, Nick quickly opened the door.
As Nick opened the door, the person whom Hurley had knocked down to the ground, ignoring the pain, hastily got up and ran toward the doorway.
"Murder! Murder!"
As they rushed down the second floor, they alarmed the people downstairs.
Everyone watched as the blood-soaked figures kept running down from above one after another. Some, in their haste, even tumbled down directly from the stairs, causing a great commotion.
"What's going on?!" Mr. Henry, on the other side, furrowed his brows in concern.
Fortunately, some speeches had just finished, and father had also gone back to rest.
Not two seconds later, Hurley appeared at the staircase of the second floor, holding Sophie.
Seeing Hurley, Mr. Henry hurried over.
"Mr. Hurley, what's happening?" he asked.
"What's happening? I think Mr. Carl should be clearer on that than me!" Hurley, holding Sophie, descended the stairs step by step.
Hurley looked very angry, his face devoid of any warmth.
Although the others hadn't seen Sophie's condition, just from her fair legs, Hurley's actions, and the several people who had fallen down, they could probably guess what had happened.
Mr. Henry looked at Carl, who shook his head. "I don't know anything."
"Don't know? Weren't you the one who took her upstairs? If there hadn't been arrangements in the room, would Mr. Carl have kindly taken her up there?" Hurley emphasized each point.
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