Chapter 617


    Her shinbone was hit so hard and it hurt so much that she was on the verge of passing out.


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    I fell to the ground in a disheveled manner, holding onto her leg and tears uncontrobly streaming


    down her face.


    Aviana felt very sorry when she saw this. She quickly came to I and said, "I, 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?" I 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 I too much, which had led to I''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."


    I 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, I. 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 I 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 arge 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 re.


    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 difort 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 I 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; it''ll be


    better than wearing slim-fit shirts."


    Franklin nodded slightly before raising one arm up.


    But he identally 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 whilepletely 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 stered


    across his face.


    "You touched me intentionally," said Franklin teasingly in an alluring voice.


    Sylvia red 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 I who did it. And I was assigned to assist him


    as a server." the manager thought.