Chapter 575 Rich Hot And Infertile Husband (Or Maybe Not)

• Mason slowly withdrew his hand, “If Dawson was still here, you would have gone all out to help him achieve his wish, right?” Shanna Fletcher’s face turned pale instantly. Her lips trembled, whispering. That’s not the case…” “Mom” Mason interrupted her, speaking indifferently, “I’m tired. Can you leave?” Shanna Fletcher stood still.
• Mason added, “I’ll meet the girls you mentioned. I’ll do my duty. But I need to rest now, okay, Mom?” “I didn’t mean that…” Shanna Fletcher’s eyes turned red, but Mason closed his eyes and refused to speak further. Shanna Fletcher had no choice but to quietly clean up the mess on the floor, place a cup of water by Mason’s bed, and then quietly leave the ward. After there was no more noise, Mason opened his eyes He turned his head to look at the pitch–black sky outside the window. His stitched fingers moved slightly, and the blood seeping from the wound stained the gauze. He glanced at it and looked away as if he felt nothing. “I jumped up and smashed a glass on the bad guy’s head.
• He screamed in pain but the guy was strong. He didn’t faint and turned around with a knife to slash me, then I kicked him in the nuts. He was in so much pain that he passed out” Trisha bragged, then took the water handed to her by Nicolas and took a sip. “If not for the police arriving quickly, I would have made him pay!” Instead, Nicolas asked, “What do you mean by ‘his nuts“?” Trisha pointed to his crotch. Nicolas’s eyelid twitched severely, and he said in a deep voice, “You saw him with a knife, and instead of running, you went up to fight him. What were you thinking?” Trisha huffed.