Don't Escape, My Beloved Girl
Chapter 156

Olivia looked over and wanted to get it.

Brayden said, "Don't move."

He put the spoon in the bowl, took the phone, and looked at the screen.

Seeing the name on the screen, he handed the phone to Olivia.

"It's Mr.Johnson."

Olivia took the phone and said with a smile, "Are you going to check my phone now?"

Brayden looked at her.

"Do you mind?"

His eyes were with deep emotion. Olivia shook her head.

"I don't mind"

Because she knew he was afraid that Everett would hurt her.

Olivia answered the phone.

"Master."

"Olivia, I finally get through to you."

Donald's voice came with vicissitudes, powerlessness, and apology.

Olivia said, "Master, I'm sorry:"

Brayden had already told her that Bill had been sent to the police station, and Donald had gone to the police station to assist in the investigation.

In other words, the crimes that Bill might face would be another blow to Donald.

She didn't want to hurt the old man.

But what Bill did had violated the bottom line of a human being.

He needed to be punished.

"I'm the one who should be sorry.I'm sorry for you.I didn't expect that bastard to do such a thing!"

Olivia clenched her phone.

If it weren't for Everett today, her life would have been ruined.

She was still afraid when thinking of it.

"Olivia, I'm sorry.I was the one who failed to teach the son."

"It's okay. You're a good person.I know."

"And some things are Visit https://novelebook.com to read the newest content, everyone! you to learn the green embroider, I won't face such a thing today. Technically speaking, It's part of my own fault.I don't blame Visit https://novelebook.com to read the newest content, everyone! source, it was actually her fault.

But now it was no use blaming anyone for what happened.

"Well, I..."

Donald suddenly hesitated. Olivia listened to his hesitant voice, her fingers curled up.

"You can just say what you want."

"I... Do you have time tomorrow? I want to see you."

Olivia looked out the window at the night.

Her eyelashes moved.

Then, she said, "Yes, I am in the hospital now.I can't leave the hospital for the time being."

"Hospital?"

"Yes, don't worry, it's nothing serious."

"Which hospital?"

"Bridge Hospital."

"I'll see you tomorrow morning!"

"Okay."

ter hanging up the phone, Oli slightly

Brayden saw her expression.

wned.

He took her phone and put it on the bedside table, looking at her, "What's wrong?"

Olivia raised her head and looked ahead.

Her clear eyes were tinted with darkness.

"The Old Master is coming to see me tomorrow. But I think he sees me because he wants me to let off Bill."

Brayden knew that Bill was Donald's son.

He put the bowl on the bedside table and looked serious.

"No!"

This kind of person had no bottom line.

Forgiving him would only make him worse! Olivia smiled bitterly.

"I don't want to either, but the Old Master taught me green embroidery and gave me the secret of green embroidery. He's my master."

The apprentice sent the master's son to the police station, which would even lock him up for the rest of his life.

Which master could stand it? Brayden took her hand and said, "Return the book to Mr.Johnson.

You can't back down on this thing about Bill"

He wasn't trying to help Olivia vent her anger, but he thought she couldn't back down on something like this. Olivia lowered her eyes.

"Let me think."

The next morning, Donald came to the ward with fruit and nourishment.

Olivia got out of bed when seeing him.

"Master." Donald hurried over and held her down.

"Don't move.Lie down on the bed!"

Olivia said with a smile, "It's all right. It's just a minor injury"

"Then why do you look so pale as it is just a minor injury?"

Olivia really looked pale., She obviously lost weight. Donald felt guilty.

Brayden took a stool and put it behind him.

"Sit down, the Old Master." Donald nodded.

"Thank you."

He sat down.

Brayden went to make tea for him again.

Donald took it and held it in his hand.

Looking at the tea leaves floating in the cup, his face gradually became apologetic.

"Olivia, Mr.James, I'm really sorry this time.' Brayden said, "the Old Master, it's not your fault.' Olivia nodded.

“Master, it has nothing to do with you.I don't blame you.”

Donald looked up at Olivia and clenched the teacup. His fingers trembled.

"You don't blame me. But I want you to help me."

Olivia looked at Donald, "Are you asking me to withdraw the accusation against Bill?”

"No, he should be punished for the wrong thing he did.But he's still my son.I am not that stone-hearted.I don't want him to spend the rest of his life in prison. Can you be lenient on this thing? Just throw him there for a few years to have a good reflection."