Watching her in pain and holding the spot on her chest where her tattoo was, Gem Atkinson's eyes showed regret. He could only help her up and gently pat her back.
"How are you?"
Forsythia Brown, feeling guilty, could only say, "It hurts, it hurts so much."
Gem grabbed a bottle of water, opened it, and handed it to her, "Drink some."
After Forsythia drank the water, she felt much better.
"Hiram Greenwood, change course, head to the hospital."
"No, don't go." Going to the hospital for a bit of tattoo pain would be a laughingstock.
"Then..."
"Sleeping it off should be fine."
"Hiram Greenwood, head to the West Suburb."
West Suburb Villa.
At their wedding, Mr. Atkinson specially gifted the West Suburb Villa to Gem Atkinson and Forsythia Brown, and the two of them made it their love nest. Whenever they had a vacation, the couple would come here to frolic.
The last time, when Forsythia was drugged by Yigol Foster, she had the antidote administered here.
