Chapter 270 Impulsively Taking the Blow
In a short while, Daniel had gotten a bruise on his face.
Daniel was no pushover either. After taking a punch, he didn’t hesitate to land his fist on Walter’s face. In a matter of seconds, the two men were fighting.
Neither of them was a merciful master, it seemed like there was no room for leniency between them, they fought fiercely.
I froze for a few seconds, turning back to look at Captain Lucas, my eyes full of panic, “Captain Lucas, you need to call someone to stop it.”
Captain Lucas watched the two men fighting, but didn’t say anything. Instead, he turned to the chair that had already been moved out and said, “Ms. Conner, please sit.”
After speaking, he casually handed me a cup of water.
I frowned and didn’t take it, lifting my eyes to look at the two men who had already been badly beaten.
“Don’t worry, this is a police station, they will be fine,” Captain Lucas spoke, “Mr. Hinton knows his limits.”
I frowned, watching the fight between the two. After several rounds, it was clear that Walter had the upper hand. Daniel was struggling, especially with his face, which Walter had hit, visibly swollen. And… his leg…
Suddenly remembering that Daniel had just been in a car accident and hadn’t fully recovered, I saw Walter about to kick directly at Daniel’s leg bone. Without much thought, I rushed up and shouted,
“Stop…hiss!”
Yelling was instinct, blocking was also instinct!
In the moment of pain, I finally realized, I had been acting like an idiot.
Walter’s kick didn’t hit Daniel’s leg bone, but instead landed on my waist. I rushed out too suddenly, he didn’t have time to react. Therefore, without any warning, I was knocked to the ground.
The pain in my waist left me breathless for a while, and because of the pain, tears unconsciously fell from my eyes.
“Tabatha!”
“Ms. Conner!”
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Walter reacted quickly, almost as soon as I fell to the ground, he had me in his arms. His restless hands wanted to ch*ck my injuries, but hesitated for a while, unsure of what to do.
“Let’s go to the hospital, I’ll take you to the hospital.” After saying that, he lifted me up in his arms.
I held him, the pain subsided a bit, and looked at him saying, “It’s okay.”
By then, Daniel had also reacted. He took a few steps closer, reached out and pressed my waist. Seeing me hiss in pain, he gave Walter a cold, almost brutal look, and angrily said, “Walter, how dare you hurt her!”
Walter defaulted to silence, his face filled with anger, but in the end,
he still didn’t speak.
Daniel reached out to hug me, but was avoided by Walter. With suppressed anger, Walter’s voice was hoarse, “Get away.”
Daniel didn’t care about him at all, directly saying, “You hurt her, and you still have the face to touch her?”
This person really knew how to stab someone in the heart.
Walter was already feeling guilty, and at this moment, his expression became even more unpleasant due to his actions.
I knew Walter didn’t mean it, the pain in my waist had subsided somewhat, and I was finally able to steady my emotions enough to speak. I looked at the two of them with a furrowed brow and said, “I’m fine.”
I then struggled to get up from Walter’s embrace, but Walter wouldn’t let me. I furrowed my brows and said, “I’m fine, let me go.”
Before Walter could even speak, Daniel seized the opportunity to pull me up from Walter’s arms. He did it so abruptly that I jerked the spot on my waist where I had been kicked, and couldn’t help but gasp in pain.
Daniel’s face turned pale with fright, “Did I hurt you?”
This person spoke…
“Never mind,” I shook my head, suppressing the pain, and said, “I’m fine, thank you for coming to pick me up, but you all should go back. I’m going home too.”
After speaking, I endured the pain and walked outside the police station, afraid that the two would continue to fight. I couldn’t help but look back and said, “Stop fighting, it’s embarra*sing.”
Seeing two men looking at me, I somewhat resembled a child who had made a mistake. I couldn’t help but want to laugh, but I couldn’t, my waist hurt!
However, I underestimated the two of them, they caught up again within a few seconds.
Afraid that they would pester me, I didn’t let anyone help me. Fortunately, Cory arrived in time. Seeing me limping, he didn’t know what had happened. He thought I had been tortured in the police station and was eager to speak up to seek justice for me.
I was in so much pain that I had no strength, but I still managed to explain things to him.
Upon learning that I was kicked by Walter, Cory was taken aback, his face full of confusion. Fortunately, he didn’t make a fuss about it. After giving the two culprits a resentful but silent glance, he helped me into the car and headed straight for the hospital.
