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Baffled, she observed Kyson being assisted by two servants as they guided him from the garden into the villa.

Kyson! He was injured!

The garden was cloaked in darkness, and the feeble glow of the streetlamp offered little illumination.

Unable to discern the extent of Kyson’s injuries, she was left in the dark.

Given that he required assistance, she speculated that his legs might be injured.

Hurriedly, she swung open the bedroom door and descended the stairs to help him.

Upon reaching the living room, she caught sight of Kyson being brought inside.

The brightness of the living room allowed her to finally assess his condition.

His right hand and left leg were encased in plaster, indicating fractures.

His face bore numerous bruises and significant swelling.

“What happened? You were perfectly fine earlier today.

Who could have done this to you?”

Kyson offered a faint smile.

“I’m alright.

”

Dulcie assisted him to the bedroom and ensured he was comfortable.

Kyson shooed away the sorrowful servants as though he were on the verge of death, retaining only two doctors to conduct a series of check-ups before he went to bed.

“Mr.

Shaw, aside from the fractures in your right hand and left leg, the other injuries are superficial and not severe.

However, you still need adequate rest.

It’s important to avoid getting out of bed and walking for a few days.

With proper rest, you’ll recover swiftly.

”

“Okay,” Kyson replied dismissively, engrossed in his phone with his left hand.

In contrast, Dulcie attentively absorbed the doctors’ instructions.

They left the medication and reminded Kyson to take it later, mentioning they would return in the morning to administer an IV drip.

Throughout the exchange, Kyson remained preoccupied with his phone.

After seeing off the doctors, Dulcie returned with a glass of water.

“Please take your pills.

”

Fixated on his phone screen, Kyson instinctively extended his right hand, momentarily forgetting about the cast.

It wasn’t until he attempted to grasp the pills that he remembered his injury.

Dulcie said “Why don’t you… put your phone down and take the pills first?”

Ignoring her, Kyson reclined against the headboard lazily.

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