Contract Marriage: The Replacement Groom
Chapter 422

422 Saving an enemy

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After Jeslyn left Brian's room, she was supposed to head out of the mansion but heard a loud noise coming from the room a few steps away. Curious, she went in that direction and met the door slightly opened. Inside, someone was coughing and whimpering very badly. From the voice, it was Nancy! $1

Jeslyn pushed the door open and barged in. The room was nice but not as good as Brian's. The bed had a white screen that separated it from view.

"Death... Crawler- ahem! ahem!!" she coughed a few more times.

The humanity in Jeslyn didn't allow her to ignore the desperate situation so she hurried forward and pulled the screen apart.

Jeslyn was taken aback by what she saw. Lying before her on the white bed, was a pale looking Nancy in a white white nightdress. Her trembling hand was holding a white handkerchief to her blood stained lips. The white handkerchief was red with blood stains.

Her eyes roamed the room for a moment and saw shards of glasses scattered around the corners of the room and her cell phone was also on the floor.

From what she was seeing, she could tell that the woman's phone fell and she broke the glasses to get someone's attention.

"Y-you... wha... ahem!"

"You- what is- you are unwell?" Jeslyn's brain couldn't function for a moment, prompting her to ask a stupid question.

"You shouldn't be here. Brian is in the room before this... leave!"

Jeslyn's mind snapped. People like Nancy hate to be seen in their weak state and it gets worse if they are shown pity.

Jeslyn cleared her throat and her face turned serious. "I'm sure God sent me here, you can't die until I take my revenge on you."

Although she said that, her heart was aching. She moved closer to the woman and took the handkerchief from her, then went into the bathroom and returned with a bowl of warm water and disinfectant, with a white towel. Although the woman was forcing herself to stop coughing, she couldn't help it.

Because Jeslyn took away her bloody handkerchief, she covered her mouth with her hands to avoid getting blood on the bed.

Jeslyn hurried over and cleaned Nancy up and asked, "Is there something that stops the coughing and bleeding?"

Nancy pointed at her dressing table, "The drawer..."

Jeslyn didn't let her finish before rushing over, opened the drawer and brought out the pack, containing a syringe that came with a needle, and a thumb-sized vial with clear liquid in it.

"Give me a shot." Nancy said. Her forehead was filled with beads of sweat and she looked tired with

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her eyes finding it difficult to stay open.

"I don't know how to," Jeslyn hurried to the bed with the things in hand. She didn't know what to do.

"There's a thin wire..." she stretched her trembling finger to the drawer again.

"Oh, I saw it." Jeslyn rushed to get the transparent wire and with Nancy's direction, she tied it around her upper arm, then opened the sealed pack and drew the liquid into the syringe before disinfection where she saw a vein in her arm and gave her a shot.

After Jeslyn successfully concluded the process of injecting her, it took about five more minutes before Nancy stopped coughing blood and fell asleep.

Jeslyn helped the woman get under the sheets before she went to get the cleaning tools and swept the glasses off the floor. By the time she was done washing the blood away from the handkerchief and cleaning any traces of blood from the room, one hour had sped past.

Soon, Nightcrawler came into the room and was alarmed to see Jeslyn sitting on a couch and pressing her phone. The guy immediately rushed to the bed and parted the screen to see his Boss sleeping soundly. To be sure, he felt for her breath. Not until he felt the calmness in her pulse did he relax, He went to Jeslyn who was watching him like an alien and asked in a deep and unfriendly tone. "What are you doing here?!"

"How do you take care of your Boss? Had God not thrown me here and something happened to her, I'm sure you guys would have blamed my brother and I for her misfortune." she snorted and continued pressing her phone.

The big guy shifted his gaze from Jeslyn to the white screen before he went to check the drawer. Seeing that the medication there was missing, he checked the waste bin in the room and saw the used things in there, including the tissues she used to clean blood. The guy raised some of the tissues and saw the large amount of blood that had left his boss' body and his eyes teared up. Without a word said, he went to Jeslyn and knelt on one knee with his hand cupped in a fist.

"Thank you, Miss!"

Jeslyn, who wasn't expecting that, got a fright when he approached her without making a sound. Slowly, her racing heart relaxed.

"Don't thank me, I didn't do it for nothing."

"Whatever your reason, I will be sure to fulfill it. Even though you ask for my life."

"Hey, don't be so dramatic. I'm not your Boss who derives joy in killing people," she rolled her eyes.

Nightwalker glanced at her but said nothing else.

After a long while of silence, Jeslyn looked at the man who was still kneeling and asked, "I heard my mother was tortured and forced to jump down an eight-story building. who among you did that?" c "We tortured your mother but didn't start the fire that made her jump."

Jeslyn didn't doubt him because he looked very honest.

"So you are one of those who tortured her..." she nodded, then asked again. "How do you intend to compensate me?"

The big guy remained silent with his head down. He wasn't the one who tortured her, but wouldn't betray his brothers.

"You don't want to speak? Fine. when your Boss wakes up, I'll ask her for a hand." With that said, Jeslyn ignored the guy and continued with what she was doing.

Nancy stirred awake after five hours. From behind the screen, she could see Nightcrawler kneeling. She couldn't see what was in front of him because he had a big build that blocked her view. She parted the screen and called, "Crawler?" Her voice came out low and dry.

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