Chapter 115 Did You Feel Sorry for Him?
Subsequently on the stairs, over ten people rushed towards William and Walter. For a moment, I didn’t react, staring wide-eyed at the group of people fighting together.
“Stop it, please, I beg you, stop!” Ashley screamed in fear, shrinking into a corner, too scared to move.
I jogged over to Rachel, positioning myself in front of her protectively, observing the few people who were fighting. Although the Hinton family brothers were born into wealth, their skills were not inferior to the thugs around Henry. Moreover, these two brothers had learned Taekwondo. Even if it was a multiple against one situation, the two brothers did not suffer too much. However, Walter’s hand was injured after all, and he was obviously struggling.
Watching as Walter knocked down a burly man, Henry suddenly pulled out a sharp knife from nowhere. Taking advantage of Walter’s distraction, he stabbed towards him.
I held my breath, exclaiming, “Watch out!”
Walter reacted extremely quickly. Upon hearing my voice, he abruptly turned around, catching Henry’s hand that was stabbing towards him. With a single hand, he forcefully broke Henry’s wrist, causing the dagger to clatter to the ground.
Immediately after, Walter delivered a roundhouse kick, hitting Henry right in the groin. “Ah!” Henry’s pig-slaughtering scream almost echoed to the heavens.
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With Henry’s roar, the police also rushed over, holding their guns and angrily shouting, “Stop, get down, hands on your heads, now!”
A fierce battle had thus ended, and I immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Lucas, seeing that everyone was alright, breathed a sigh of relief. After greeting Walter and William, he ordered his subordinates to take Henry and his men away.
Looking at the blank and confused Rachel, he sighed slightly and said, “The ambulance is waiting at the entrance, you guys hurry up and take her to the hospital!”
I nodded, not bothering to think too much, thanked them, and then bent down to pick up Rachel.
Stopped by William, he looked at me and said, “Tabatha, let me do it.” After speaking, he picked up Rachel horizontally and went downstairs.
I followed and went downstairs.
As for Walter and Ashley, I was not in the mood to deal with them.
After getting Rachel onto the ambulance, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. Alexander pulled me aside and looked me over, only then saying, “We made it just in time, it’s good that you’re okay.”
I looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and asked, “Was it you who notified Walter?”
Otherwise, how could he have suddenly appeared in the spire?
He shook his head and said, “I didn’t notify him. He called me and asked what happened to you, why you were so eager to find him before. When I heard him call me, I told him about Rachel’s situation. Then he asked me to call the police and report that something had
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happened here, urging the police to come quickly for fear of a major incident. We also brought the ambulance.”
I didn’t continue to ask. If William could think of Henry being here, Walter certainly could as well. His arrival wouldn’t be a surprise.
Looking at Ashley and Walter who came out with Lucas.
I pursed my l*ps, I could understand why Walter came, but why did. Ashley also follow?
After Lucas roughly understood the situation and gave me a few instructions, he went back to the station.
“Walter, your hand is bleeding, let’s go to the hospital quickly!” Ashley’s voice came. I looked over, and at that moment, she was looking at Walter’s right hand, which had already been bandaged, with a full face of worry.
Perhaps due to the fight just now, the bandages on Walter were stained a large patch of bright red with blood, which was shocking to see.
A pang of pain shot through my heart, and I unconsciously clenched my hands, suppressing the urge to step forward and ask if he was okay.
Walter didn’t respond to Ashley’s words, he just looked at me with his dark eyes. Our eyes met, and I was the first to look away. I looked at Alexander and said, “Let’s go to the hospital to see Rachel.”
Alexander nodded, his gaze flickering to Walter’s bleeding hand and his brows slightly furrowed.
Once in the car, he glanced at me and said, “Walter’s hand is basically useless now.”
A pang seized my heart, and I tightly pressed my l*ps together, remaining silent.
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Upon seeing this, Alexander continued, “He must have rushed to find you as soon as he changed his medicine, Tabatha. Are you sure you didn’t even ask a single question?”
Taking a deep breath, I glanced at him, my voice somewhat hoarse, “Did you care about him a lot?”
