"Speaking of which, who the hell dared to hurt you? Doesn't he know you're Knox Simmons's sister? If I catch him, I'll skin him alive."
He cunningly changed the subject, speaking with gritted teeth as if he hated that person deeply.
Talking about the injury on her head, Scarlett felt the pain starting again.
She frowned slightly in discomfort and said irritably, "It hurts, it really hurts, it hurts like hell."
"Hurts that much?" Knox's face immediately showed an expression of deep pain, his teeth clenched tighter as he said angrily, "Don't worry, I'll definitely find that guy and catch him to vent for you. Even with Knox Simmons's protection, he dares to touch you - he must be tired of living."
After vehemently putting down a few harsh words, he glanced down at Scarlett slumped weakly over the table, her small face pale and thin, originally the size of a palm, now seemingly even slimmer, making her appear even more pitiful.
