Ranaway From Wedding, Fell into Tycoon's Love Trap-Chapter 872: Why Don’t You Know How to Take Care of Yourself?

Benjamin Shaw looked up at the traffic light straight ahead, turned on the right indicator, released the brake, and steered right, turning onto the side road.

Since that woman didn’t do it on purpose, he decided to be lenient and not fuss over it.

After getting on the side road, Benjamin pressed the accelerator, turned around, and returned to the Civil Affairs Bureau. However, he didn’t see Alice Turner’s figure at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau. He had just left for a moment; she couldn’t have left so quickly, right?

He turned his head to look around. In the parking spot to the right of the Civil Affairs Bureau entrance, he saw her with a man, and their gestures seemed very intimate.

Although he could only see the back of the man, Benjamin immediately recognized him as his good brother, Thomas Fisher. Instantly, his face fell.

That woman really hasn’t changed her ways. She promised to stay away from his good brother yesterday, yet today they are all over each other, and she’s brazen enough to bring his good brother to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

This woman truly has no shame. She wants a divorce? Let her wait!

Benjamin turned the car around and left the Civil Affairs Bureau swiftly, this time leaving decisively, without the slightest hesitation.

Neither Alice Turner nor Thomas Fisher noticed Benjamin’s swift return and departure. Neither of them could possibly know that Benjamin had already made the decision to delay their divorce on his own.

"Why don’t you take better care of yourself? Look what you’ve done to this wound." Thomas Fisher reprimanded Alice Turner with concern as he used a clean cotton swab to wipe the blood seeping from her palm.

Alice Turner was in a state of extreme depression after failing to get the divorce. She had no mind to care about whether her palm was bleeding or not. "Why are you nagging like a monk? You just keep going on and on about me."

She brushed away his hand wiping the blood and went around to the car, getting in from the passenger side door.

He’s like a monk?!

How is he like a monk? He doesn’t want to be like that monk, who only wants to journey to the West for scriptures. All he wants is her, to be with her forever.

Thomas Fisher glanced at Alice, already seated in the car, and also got in with the cotton swab. He didn’t leave immediately but turned to treat her wound.

"I’ll treat it myself; you hurry and drive."

Alice Turner firmly snatched the cotton swab from Thomas’s hand, and while snatching, she didn’t forget to urge him to start the car.

The divorce didn’t go through; she couldn’t let her injured hand suffer any more mishaps.

"As you command!"

Seeing Alice Turner’s firm attitude, Thomas Fisher didn’t insist on tending her wound and sat properly in his seat, starting the engine to drive away from the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Half an hour later, the car sped back to the hospital they had just left, finding the previous doctor to stitch up Alice Turner’s wound.

This time, without any other interruptions, the doctor stitched up the wound smoothly. After the stitching, they left the hospital together.

"Where are you taking me?"

Alice Turner noticed they weren’t heading towards home and turned her head to ask the man driving.

Hearing the woman beside him speak, Thomas Fisher instinctively turned to glance at her, "To eat. I’ll take you home after we eat."

The breakfast he bought was all ruined by her; there’s nothing to eat now if they go back.

"After eating, call a driving service to take me home. You go do whatever you need to do." Alice Turner directly refused Thomas Fisher’s offer to take her home. If not for him taking her to the hospital, she wouldn’t even want to eat with him.