Chapter 238

When she went upstairs, Paul Johnson put almost all his weight on her shoulders, and even then he stumbled and nearly fell several times.

"Just lie down while I get the medicine cabinet!"

Marisa Darcyscrambled out the door and rummaged through the boxes to find a medicine cabinet, only to find Paul Johnson unconscious when she returned to his room.

The white sheets were stained red, his eyes were closed, and if it weren't for his ragged nostrils from the pain, he would have looked dead.

Marisa Darcycalled the family doctor with a shaking hand, her voice choked with emotion.

The good news is that Paul Johnson's wounds were external and, although gruesome, not life-threatening. The family doctor dressed the wound, and the maid quickly brought a basin and towels to clean up his blood.

Reason told her that Paul Johnson is just a servant, bleeding and injured is normal, she must not be soft. But her body was not in control at all.

She took the towel, instructed the maid to lea