My dear lawyer

Chapter 345 All Worth It

Blood splashed instantly like a bunch of plums bursting into bloom and falling on the cold marble. Every

wound looked shocking and there was already a pool of blood under his feet.

Vivian was frightened as William’s blood filled up her eyes. The brilliant red pricked all over her. She

never thought he would stab his thigh without hesitation, decisively and imperviously.

Tears covered Vivian’s cheek completely with her screaming, “You are a lunatic William, a real lunatic!”

William didn’t reply. He even had a gentle smile on his lips. He moved slowly towards the fazed woman

on bed with the knife on his thigh. The blood followed his step and turned into a blood-stained way.

The knife rubbed William constantly by his movement with the pain, giving him a sense of piquancy.

This didn’t matter at all, compared to Vivian’s suffering.

If she could come back to him, then it was worthwhile.

Vivian saw the glowing face of William with his steady steps. Her heart trembled with his step at the

same time.

Vivian moved towards the bed unconsciously. This was definitely her illusion. William wouldn’t treat her

like this. This must be an illusion due to her fatigue.

That was exactly why those absurd hallucinations came up. “Stay away from me, William. I don’t want

to see you!”

William didn’t disappear by her groan. His figure came nearer the bed with a full frosty look on his face.

The sweat on his forehead indicated how difficult he was.

“Vivian...”

“No, don’t call me. This is not real...” Vivian shook her head as hard as she could, eyes closed. As if in

this way she could pretend that William was not hurt and that she had no heartache.

“Please go away!”

A shallow tenderness came up on William with his deep and light voice, “It hurts...”

By hearing this, Vivian opened her eyes and turned mistily towards him, who still giggled at her.

She finally lost control. Tears streamed down heavily, “Why? Why are you doing this William? Why do

you treat me like this?”

“Don’t get angry.”

William looked pale with a huge loss of blood, but he still wiped her tearstains mildly. He didn’t want to

see her tears, as they would poke in his heart and made him feel worse than what he had on his thigh.

Vivian pushed him away and snapped, “Why are you torturing me like this? You think it is interesting,

William?”

The next second William threw himself onto the bed heavily with a slight croon. His bushy eyebrows

twisted as if he was suffering dreadfully.

Vivian’s face turned ashen all of a sudden when William collapsed and the bed sheet was suddenly

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“William, please be alright. Please. I forgive you.”

Vivian choked with sobs eventually. She had never seen William being fragile like this. She didn’t even

feel any pain when her fingers slipped over the blade.

Would he bleed to death? What could she do?

Vivian only cared for his bloody thigh and didn’t notice a flash of light sweeping over William’s eyes. He

felt a little wronged. Vivian still hadn’t called the doctor yet.

Did she really want him to lose blood and die? Vivian was immersed in her hypothesis that William was

going to die. It hadn’t occurred to her that he might die while bleeding so much.

In order not to die young, William had to pretend to be weak and said feebly, “Ring the bell and ask for

help.”

Vivian seemed to wake up from a dream. She was so nervous that she forgot to call a doctor for him. In

a panic, she moved to the bedside shivering, stuck her whole body to William’s face, and pressed the

service button.

A sweet, creamy scent of milk flooded into his nose. William felt that he got stuck into Vivian’s deep

cleavage from her thin clothes. Her magnificent boobs softly rubbed his cheek back and forth as Vivian

moved.

The next moment he had an erection shamefully. There was nothing to blame since they only had a

few chances to have sex before. This meant nothing for a strong man like him. They didn’t have a

chance to get close for months.

She couldn’t blame on his physical reaction either.

Sweet dream was always short-lived. After pressing the service bell, Vivian moved from William’s body

and caught his fixed eyes. She stood ashamed after realizing what just happened.

Damn. Even under such a circumstance, he still had the mind to think about it.

Vivian slapped on William’s injured thigh out of anger or bewilderment, “Are you tired of live, William?”

William did feel pain as an excessive loss of blood, and with Vivian’s hit, he couldn’t pretend anymore.

Vivian also figured it out. A flash of guilt went across her. She calmed down after thinking about his

behavior. There was no big deal for him.

The nurse rushed in. She was frightened by the blood on the ground and the man on the bed just as

she came to a scene of the homicide.

Every second seemed to be a torture for Vivian. On the contrary, William was still with a straight face

and poised like nothing happened on him.

Vivian couldn’t be apathetic while William was. After waiting for less than a minute, she saw that the

doctor hadn't come yet, and couldn't sit on the bed at all.

Her arms were caught before she moved.