Chapter 596: Promise Me You Won’t Take it to Your Heart


    If Timothy wanted to do something, the deputy mayor didn’t think he could stop him in any way.


    He only wished that he could survive.


    “You were fine at noon, but shortly after you came back to campus, your arm was disabled. What


    happened?” Timothy asked with obvious displeasure.


    Rylee corrected him in a low voice, “Mr. Wheeler, my arm isn’t disabled yet.”


    Timothy gritted his teeth in anger.


    He just wished Rylee, the silly girl, to shush.


    He turned to cast a helpless nce at Rylee.


    Thetter flinched and dared not utter a beep again.


    Timothy rubbed his eyebrows, in quite an elegant manner to be honest. He asked, “What happened to


    your arm? If none of them has witnessed what happened... It’s alright. I like to do things fairly. Since


    this girls’ arm has been injured, I would like every one of you to have a disabled arm, just like her.”


    Others inhaled.


    They couldn’t believe what they had heard.


    How could this gorgeous man speak such ruthless words with a smile?


    He asked them all to disable an arm.


    Timothy straightened his suit and stood upright. His slender shape looked so amazing. With an aloof


    look, he said in a heartless tone, “My men would start helping you disable your arms now. They might


    be a bit rude. Please don’t mind...”


    A girl rolled her eyes in fear.


    Another student cked out directly.


    “I know! I know what happened!” a boy answered while raising his hand, just like a student in ss


    about to answer a question.


    Timothy looked at him expressionlessly and said, “Go ahead.”


    “During the rehearsal, the sticmp fell on Rylee’s arm. That’s all.”


    The boy’s voice kept trembling. Evidently, he was so frightened.


    Timothy raised his brows and squinted, “Armand, find me the person who’s in charge of the props.”


    “Yes, Boss.”


    Armand waved at the bodyguards. More than a dozen muscr men trotted out.


    Daphne shivered in Caroline’s arms, her upper and lower teeth clicking.


    Seeing that Daphne paled and couldn’t breathe, Caroline whispered, “Daphne, what happened to you?


    Are you alright? Don’t scare me.”


    “I... I... I can’t breathe...” Daphne was like a fish without water.


    Brook checked on Daphne anxiously and begged Timothy, “President Wheeler... My daughter isn’t


    feeling well. Can we leave first? I want to send her to the hospital.”


    Timothy had keen eyes. With only a single glimpse of Daphne, he could see the trace of fear and guilt


    in her eyes.


    He sneered. “Not feeling well? Did she do anything wrong, so she is so scared?”


    Daphne’s eyes widened in fear.


    She trembled as if she had cramps.


    Brook begged again, “President Wheeler, please. Daphne seemed to be quite sick now...”


    “Isn’t the unlucky girl with the disabled arm your daughter?” Timothy asked straight to the point.


    Brook was taken aback. He nodded. “Yes. Rylee is also my daughter. She is.”


    “Your daughter’s arm is about to disable, but you don’t care about her at all, do you? Mr. Carroll, you’ll


    be punished by God if you don''t take the responsibility for your family. Understand?”


    Brook paled instantly. He looked at Rylee in panic, “Rylee, is your arm all right? I can take you to the


    hospital for a checkup...”


    Rylee stood up instantly, tears welling up in her eyes. “I’m fine. You’d better care about your darling


    Daphne.”


    Not until being reminded by others did Brook think of her, who was also his daughter. Rylee felt so


    upset about this.


    After that, Rylee ignored Timothy and Brook and rushed to the door.


    Timothy frowned at her.


    The muscr bodyguards immediately made their way for her, letting Rylee pass.


    Keh tiptoed and whispered in Timothy’s ear, “ording to my experience with women, although


    you wanted to save the girl, she was actually offended by it.”


    Timothy frowned at Keh.


    He cursed and pushed Keh away, striding out to catch up with Rylee.


    Keh snickered. Then he said ironically to others, “What’s wrong with you? I donated to this


    program. How can the performer be bullied? Do you want to insult me? Boss is anger now, Armand.


    We must look into this matter today.”


    Armand answered, “Yes, Mr. Keith.”


    Daphne let out a sad cry and fainted.


    Caroline eximed. Brook and his family sent Daphne to the hospital in a hurry.


    ***


    Rylee trotted out. Tears dropped instantly.


    She wanted to wipe off her tears with her left arm but frowned in pain. She inhaled.


    “Shit! Bad arm! I should cut it off.”


    Rylee tried to hold back her tears by looking up at the sky.


    Upon hearing the footsteps behind her, she didn’t turn around. Instead, she roared, “Joseph Hans,


    damn you! Are you my tail? Stop stalking me. Don’t you know how annoying you are?”


    A cold voice rang out, “I’m not Joseph Hans.”


    “Huh?”


    Rylee was taken aback a bit and turned around immediately.


    Timothy, the tall and sturdy man, was standing six feet away from her.


    “Howe it’s you?”


    Rylee frowned, pouting.


    “Why? Are you so upset to see me?”


    Rylee lowered her head, kicked a stone, and answered in azy tone, “Sort of.”


    Timothy frowned, taking a few deep breaths. He asked in confusion, “Did I annoy you?”


    Rylee cast a nce at him in anger. “Isn’t it evident?”


    Timothy was unhappy.


    He blew up for her and avenged her, but she said he had annoyed her.


    Timothy had never tried to please a woman, so he didn’t know what to do.


    “What on earth have I done to annoy you? I treat you so well, girl!”


    Timothy rested his hands on the waist, strode to her, and stopped right in front of her.


    Looking at Timothy’s chest, Rylee frowned more and more. Then she didn’t care about anything but


    threw a punch on Timothy’s chest.


    Timothy just let her do it. Anyway, he was strong, so her hit meant nothing to him. Instead, he stared at


    her face to check if she had vented all her anger.


    This was the first time in his life that he only cared about another person’s feelings instead of his.


    ''Rylee, you have higher priority over me myself now. Do you know it?'' his inner voice said.


    “Can you tell me directly? What have I done to annoy you and offend you?”


    Rylee red at him with tearful eyes and said, “Look what you’ve done? What you’ve done after


    entering backstage?”


    “I saw you were injured, so I wanted to avenge you.”


    “Did I ask you to? You wanted to avenge me, but why did you scold Brook Carroll like that in public?


    You wanted the whole world to know I was an illegitimate child, didn’t you? You wanted the whole world


    to know nobody cared about me, right? It’s all your fault. If you said those words, I wouldn’t feel how


    pitiful I was. We are all his daughters, but he only cared about Daphne instead of me. I was already


    quite upset. Why did you point it out specifically? You deliberately upset me, didn’t you? I hate you. I


    hate you. I hate you.”


    As she spoke, Rylee burst into tears.


    Timothy was taken aback.


    He honestly hadn’t thought of those matters earlier.


    He was angry because Rylee was injured, and he felt sorry for her. He wanted to find the person who


    did it and teach the person a lesson so that Rylee would feel better.


    However, his good intentions were not rewarded.


    Timothy exhaled, dragged Rylee into his arms, and stroked her back. He heaved a sigh. “It’s my bad,


    all right?”


    Rylee raised her head while shedding tears. She yelled, “What do you mean? Of course, it’s your fault.


    Don’t sound as if I had forced you to admit it.”


    Timothypromised and nodded. “Okay. Okay. It’s my bad. Can you forgive me, my queen?”


    Rylee pouted and hmphed.


    Timothy smiled faintly. He bent over, looked into Rylee’s eyes, and poked at her nose tip. He coaxed,


    “Stop crying. Haven’t you forgiven me already? I did apologize.”


    Rylee patted his hand away. Rolling her eyes, she said in anger, “You must give me a promise, so I will


    forgive you.”


    “Sure. Tell me. What promise?”


    Rylee bit her bottom lip and nced at Timothy’s handsome face several times. She whispered, “I hit


    you just now. You must promise me you won’t take it to your heart, nor will you avenge.”


    Timothy almost scolded her.


    What a silly girl? Did she think he would do that to her?


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    He wondered what was in her mind. Sometimes, he really wanted to open her skull and take a look,


    and, make some fixes too.


    Rylee bulged her cheeks and red at him, “Why? Aren’t you willing to make a promise?”


    Timothy yielded to her. “Yes. I promise you. I promise I won’t take it to my heart, and I won’t avenge.


    Okay?”


    Rylee still stared at him evilly. “If you broke your promise, you would be an old turtle.”


    Timothy heaved a sigh helplessly. “All right. Whatever you said. As long as you are not angry.”


    Rylee smiled faintly.


    In fact, she regretted it right after she had hit Timothy. She was surprised at how bold she was. How


    dare she hit the gang leader?