"Mr. Vincent, your leg was already in bad shape on a rainy day, and now you’re hurt this badly."
Rex didn't understand how the retarded Emily could stab Mr. Vincent and even in his chest.
He would never know that his dignified and indifferent Mr. Vincent didn't even dodge. He just stood there and let the little girl trapped in a nightmare vent her anger.
The wound was finally bandaged. Rex couldn't help but risk his life to persuade Vincent. "Miss Emily will be fine even if she is here alone. Have you forgotten how strong she was when she held the brick?"
He was trying to remind Vincent that Emily was not as weak and pitiful as he thought. She was actually the little Hulk! But after Vincent heard this, his gaze softened a little, and he even showed a slight smile.
Rex only had one thing in his mind.
Fine.
Mr. Vincent had fallen into the trap of love.
Vincent put on a new black shirt with a straight collar, which made his eyes even colder. "What have you found?"