Chapter 329: Brother Will Hurt
Translator: Henyee Translations   Editor: Henyee Translations
Harper was speechless. His eyes were red. He didnât say a word, didnât resist, didnât say a word. He endured the pain of being hit by the wooden stick.
The others wanted to say something, but in the end, they closed their mouths.
Just hit him. Perhaps a beating would be enough. Only Ameliaâs eyes were red. She ran in and hugged Mrs. Walton. âGrandma, stop hitting himâŠâ She choked. âBrother will hurtâŠ
Mrs. Waltonâs heart trembled.
Harper stubbornly turned his face away. Perhaps it was because of the pain, but his voice was a little hoarse. âGet lost! I donât need your concern!â
Mrs. Walton put down the wooden stick dejectedly and returned to the wheelchair in a daze. For a moment, everyone did not know if they should pay attention to Harper, who had been beaten, or to Mrs. Walton, who could stand
upâŠ
In the end, it was George who broke the silence first. âMrs Taylor, go get the first aid kit. Second Brother, Fifth Brother, bring Mom back to her room.â George glanced at the stunned Mr. Walton. âFourth Brother, bring Old Master back. â
Mrs. Walton was pushed away. When she returned to her room, she lowered her head and did not speak. Harper was also her grandson. Her heart ached. In fact, she regretted it after hitting him. However, there was no turning back. She could not say anything or persuade him. What else could she do?
Mrs. Walton was disappointed. Suddenly, she thought of something and her expression froze.
Eric persuaded, âMom, itâs not your fault this time. Under such circumstances, no one can help but beat someone up.â
Dylan also nodded woodenly. âYes.â
At this moment, Mrs. Walton looked up in surprise. âSecond Brother, Fifth Brother, did I stand up just now?â
Eric and Dylan: ââŠâ Not only did you stand up, but you also beat someone up! Youâre so fierce!
Mrs Taylor brought the first aid kit over with a hesitant expression.
George: âGive it to me.â
Mrs Taylor sighed. âItâs useless. Young Master Harper wonât let anyone apply medicine unless they forcefully send him to the hospital like last timeâŠâ In the Walton family, Harper was a little ancestor that no one could handle, not even George.
Alex said, âLet me do it.â
Alex came in with the first aid kit in Harperâs room, Amelia behind him. Alex had sent George and the others away. At this moment, it was better for an outsider like him to come, At least he could steel his heart.
Harper leaned back on the sofa and raised his hand expressionlessly. âGet out. â
Amelia glanced at Alex. Alex wasnât listening to Harper at all. He sat down, opened the first aid kit, took out the potion, and moved directly.
Harper sat up abruptly in pain. âl told you to get lost, didnât you hear me? Who asked you to care!â With that, he stood up and started to leave, but Alex grabbed him and pressed him against the sofa.
Alex: âl donât need anyoneâs permission to do anything. I only care about whether 1 want to do it.â
Harper:
Amelia said, âWow!â Sheâd learned again!
Alexâs method of applying the ointment was very gentle. In addition, it was an ointment for injuries. It needed to be rubbed in hard to be most effective, so Harper was in so much pain that he was about to cry. He cried and shouted,
âWho asked you to help me apply the ointment! Who asked you to care! I,
Harper, donât need anyoneâs heartache. I can live well alone!â
Amelia watched from the side and felt depressed. Her grandmother had said that after beating Brother Harper until he was hospitalized, everyone regretted it. During that period of time, they had been concerned about Brother Harper and spoke to him softly. However, he was disgusted and resistant. Perhaps others could only see the arrogant side of Harper, but she always felt that Brother Harper needed someone to care about him.
Amelia took out a hidden candy from her pocket, peeled it off, and fed it to Harperâs mouth when she saw him grimace in pain and cry.
Harper: âGet lost! Iâm not eating!â
Amelia suddenly stuffed the candy into Harperâs mouth and imitated Alex. She said fiercely, âIâll give it to you. I donât need your permission. I only care about whether I want to give it or not!â
Alex: ââŠâ His daughter was really good at learning.
Harper was speechless. He was so angry that he wanted to spit out the candy, but Amelia covered his mouth. âYouâre not allowed to spit it out!â
Harper: ââŠâ Where did this bandit father and daughter come from!
Finally, Harper was pressed down and finished applying the medicine. He finished the candy in his mouth. He lay quietly on the bed and did not say a word.
Alex carried the first aid kit. âMia, letâs go.â
Amelia patted Harperâs head. âBrother, if you see anything dirty, remember to tell me..
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