James pondered for a few seconds, then sent a team of bodyguards to Andrew to settle the old grudges with the Simpson family.
After Andrew left, James didnât plan to stay in the hospital for long. Holding Ameliaâs hand, before leaving, he glanced at Paul sitting in front of the hospital bed and said, âIâll let you know once I find the person.â
Paul, who was always worried about Anthonyâs condition, looked up when he saw James about to leave. He happened to see Edith standing at the door, holding a bag, looking lost.
As if just realizing something, he quickly got up and followed, âOh, by the way, I also have urgent matters to do. Edith, can you take care of Anthony for me?â
Without waiting for Edithâs response, he picked up his coat and followed James out.
When they reached downstairs, he stopped Eva and said, âIâve been drinking, can you drive me back?â
Eva glanced at Amelia, who was already sitting in the car and waiting for her, âYou should let the bodyguards drive you. Iâll go back with Amelia and wait for Stellaâs news togetherâ¦â
Paul, whose plan had failed, felt a little disappointed, but he didnât make a fuss at this critical moment.
He called a bodyguard to get in the car with him and closed the window.
As the car passed by, Eva lowered her lashes. Amelia sensed it and held her hand, but didnât say anything or ask anything.
Being friends also meant giving each other space in their hearts, itâs better not to pry too much.
After everyone left, Edith walked up to Anthony, holding the bag, âAre you okay?â
Anthony didnât expect her to come. Hope flickered in his eyes, but he was afraid she would feel uncomfortable, so he didnât show it, âJust a minor injury, itâs nothing.â
Compared to the few stabs he took for her back then, this was just small injury.
Edith looked at his bleeding lip and sat down in front of the hospital bed, âYour skills are not as good as my brotherâs, why did you go get into a fight?â
She put down the bag and grabbed a sterilized gauze, handing it to Anthony, âClean it up, your mouth is still bleeding.â
Anthony instinctively lowered his gaze and looked at the blood dripping on the sheets. He could guess that his current appearance must be bruised and swollen, extremely ugly. Afraid that Edith would see his bad side, he quickly reached out and took the gauze, wiping his mouth hastily.
Seeing him wiping it messily and smearing it all over, Edith frowned and took the gauze from his hand, âForget it, let me do it.â