The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day
Chapter 331: Ruthless People
CHAPTER 331: CHAPTER 331: RUTHLESS PEOPLE
Damian Knight’s face turned dark as he said to Summer Monroe, "She is someone I sent to protect you. Could you please take care of her for a while? Her identity... is rather special, and it’s best not to let others know. I’ll return as soon as I finish handling things here."
"Alright." Summer Monroe didn’t say much more, directly hung up the phone, grabbed a chair, and carefully helped the woman from the wall down.
Suddenly having a seriously injured woman at home wasn’t something she could handle openly. Moreover, Damian Knight emphasized the woman’s special status, so Summer Monroe couldn’t directly take her to Henry Stanton.
Thinking it over, she supported the woman as they bypassed the back garden, heading towards the servants’ quarters.
On the way, they happened to encounter Leah Lowell. Summer quickly called to her, "This is my friend. She should stay out of sight. I’ll place her in your room. Could you take care of her for a moment? I’ll go grab some medicine for her injuries."
Leah Lowell quickly nodded and helped the woman into her room.
Fortunately, there was no one in the servants’ quarters at the moment, so the woman entered Leah’s room without issue.
There aren’t many servants at Stanton Manor, but there are a lot of rooms, so everyone has a single room. As long as Leah is careful, she won’t be discovered.
This is why Summer Monroe decided to place the woman in Leah’s room.
It wasn’t long before Summer, avoiding attention, carried a medical kit covered by her coat into Leah’s room.
Leah Lowell was wiping the woman’s wounds, but the woman was very wary and wouldn’t take off her clothes.
Only when Summer Monroe entered did the woman’s expression relax slightly, and she respectfully called out, "Miss Monroe."
The woman started to rise from the bed as she spoke, but Summer Monroe quickly pressed her shoulders down, saying, "No need to get up. We’ll handle your wounds first."
The woman gazed towards Leah Lowell.
Feeling her wariness, Summer Monroe explained, "She’s with me, very reliable. You don’t have to worry."
The woman nodded, then cooperated with Leah in removing her clothes.
As the clothes came off, Leah let out a startled cry, "Ah—"
Summer Monroe raised her eyes to see the woman’s body was covered in multiple wounds of different sizes, the most striking being at her waist.
A piece of glass, an inch wide, was deeply embedded in the woman’s waist, with blood continuously seeping out from there.
Leah Lowell was too frightened to look, covering her eyes and turning her head away.
Meanwhile, Summer Monroe’s expression didn’t change as she carefully examined the woman’s wound. She then took a pill from the medical kit and handed it to the woman, saying, "This is for pain relief. It works faster than over-the-counter painkillers. I didn’t bring any injectable ones, so we have to make do with this, okay?"
The woman shook her head fearlessly, saying, "It’s okay, I can go without it. I’m not afraid of pain."
"That’s not an option. Just because you’re not afraid of pain doesn’t mean your body isn’t. You’ve already lost too much strength; you need to take this, or you’ll pass out."
After Summer Monroe finished speaking, the woman nodded and swallowed the pill dryly.
Summer Monroe calculated the time, estimating the medication had taken effect, then put on gloves and gripped the piece of glass, saying, "I’m going to pull it out now. It will still hurt a bit, so hang in there."
"Okay!" The woman nodded and bit on the cloth Summer Monroe had prepared for her.
Leah Lowell didn’t dare look at the two the entire time, focusing on her own feet instead.
She only heard a ripping sound as Summer Monroe threw the glass into the trash bin in front of her, followed by a flurry of movements.
When Leah gathered the courage to peek, Summer Monroe had already stitched up the woman’s wound.