Chapter 617

Chapter 617

Her shinbone was hit so hard and it hurt so much that she was on the

verge of passing out.

Isla fell to the ground in a disheveled manner, holding onto her leg and

tears uncontrollably streaming down her face.

Aviana felt very sorry when she saw this. She quickly came to Isla and

said, "Isla, what can I say about you? Why are you so unreasonable?

Why do you try to harm Miss Andrews? She has no grudges against

you. What are you trying to trip the server?"

"Auntie... why are you also criticizing me? Why aren't you standing by

my side?" Isla raised her teary eyes and looked at Aviana, "I'm the one

who's hurt..."

"But is it right for you to trip the server?" Aviana was feeling a bit tired,

thinking that the Saunders family had spoiled Isla too much, which had

led to Isla's willfulness.

"Can't she see the situation? Sylvia is not someone she can afford to

mess with!" Aviana thought angrily.

“I didn't mean to do it, I was unintentional.”

Isla would never admit that she tripped that server deliberately in an

attempt to burn Sylvia.

She couldn't stand that Sylvia stole her thunder.

"Everyone knows if you were intentional, Isla. Do you think everyone is

foolish?"

Aviana was a bit frustrated. “Let me tell you, if you continue like this, I

don't mind resigning on your behalf to Master Franklin directly. You

won't be able to go anywhere in the future and will have to stay with the

Saunders family!"

Aviana then helped Isla up and pressed her to sit down before

crouching down in front of her, rolling up her skirts to watch her calf.

The shocking purple bruise on the shinbone was eye-catching.

It could be seen that Sylvia used much strength.

Aviana was both heartbroken and frightened.

She couldn't help wondering why Sylvia had so much strength.

At this point, Sylvia had pulled Franklin back to his room at MI6.

She rolled her eyes and lifted her hand to start undoing the buttons on

Franklin's shirt.

Franklin grabbed her hand and said, "Honey, you're so proactive, I can't

help myself."

“Don't be glib." Sylvia shook off his big hand and continued to help him

unbutton his shirt. "Go take a cold shower, I'll find some medicine for

you."

Just as she finished speaking, she was stunned into silence.

His chest had a large area of reddened skin, and there were several

scalded skins on his usually strong muscles, as well as a few blisters.

It looked shocking.

Sylvia felt her nose twitch. "Are you stupid? I could have dodged it

myself. I could have done a backflip and solved the problem, but you

had to use your body as a shield. Do you think you're Iron Man or

something?"

She raised her hand to hit his chest, but stopped suddenly.

She didn't dare touch his scorching hot skin; how painful must it be?

"Don't touch water, or else it'll leave a scar,” Sylvia warned him with a

glare.

Franklin smiled and took hold of her hand. "My skin is rough. It'll be fine

in a few days; the burn is simply nothing."

Sylvia couldn't argue with that and found some burn ointment before

leading him over to the couch.

Carefully dipping the cotton swab into the ointment, she gently applied

it onto Franklin's reddened skin.

Especially when applying on those blisters, she was extra gentle with

her movements - like brushing feathers lightly - afraid that she might

hurt Franklin even more.

Despite this, intermittent burning pain still came through from time to

time.

Franklin gritted his teeth together tightly as he tried not to show any

signs of discomfort on his face.

The feeling of saving his wife was truly painful indeed!

But even though he was hurting badly, there was sweetness in his

heart.

Especially Sylvia kicked Isla earlier! He felt like Sylvia looked so cool at

that moment!

After helping Franklin apply medicine on him and covering up the

injured area with breathable gauze cloth so that clothing wouldn't rub

against it or cause secondary damage.

Sylvia then went over to look for an oversized cotton shirt from the

closet. "Wear this instead; itll be better than wearing slim-fit shirts.”

Franklin nodded slightly before raising one arm up.

But he accidentally brushed against where he got burned earlier, which

caused him some pain again.

Sylvia's heart skip a beat as she quickly said, "Don't move around too

much; let me help you put your shirt on.”

She walked behind Franklin carefully, putting on each button for him

while completely unaware of how handsome he looked right now, since

he had been smiling mischievously all along.

She turned around, only then realizing what just happened after seeing

Franklin's smirk plastered across his face.

“You touched me intentionally,” said Franklin teasingly in an alluring

voice.

Sylvia glared at him fiercely, "You overthink it!"

"Come on," urged Sylvia impatiently after finishing dressing up Franklyn

properly, “Let's go eat dinner before Adriel gets angry waiting for us."

When the two of them walked hand in hand into the restaurant, the

manager was trembling inside the private room.

"Oh my! Master Franklin has been burned. It was Isla who did it. And

Isla was assigned to assist him as a server." the manager thought.