Chapter 5
Seeing my calm expression, Anne felt inexplicably panicked, as if she was about to lose something. She pretended to be calm and laughed sarcastically. “Everyone in this city knows that you are my bootlicker, Charles, I might as well tell you straight, I like Stanley, if I hadn’t been angry with him, you wouldn’t even have a chance to save me!” I wasn’t angry, I just nodded, “Then I wish Miss Cooper and Mr. Gordon happiness and a baby soon! Besides, my amulet has been broken by Mr. Gordon, I’m afraid I won’t live long, you don’t have to worry about me bothering you anymore.” Anne stood up with a pale face, “How is it possible? I just, just borrowed it to wear, I didn’t expect it to break.” “It doesn’t matter.” I looked at her calmly, “Just think of it as me returning this life to the Cooper Family.” She stood up in a panic, the fear of losing something made her dare not look directly at me. She could only suppress her anxiety and sneered, “So what? You are a dog of our Cooper Family. We feed you and your son. Which of you is not from our Cooper Family? Even your life is mine!” At this time, the voice of the nurse came from outside the door, “Miss Cooper, Mr. Gordon said that his wound hurts and he wants you to come over to take a look.” Anne glanced at me nervously. But I just lowered my head and my eyes, which were once full of love, were now only cold. The panic surged in her heart again. But in a flash, she remembered that no matter how she treated me in the last life, I loved her without complaint. As everyone knew, I, Charles, was her licking dog. As long as she gave me a little sweetness, let alone legs, I was willing to give her my life. She was relieved, “I’ll go see Stanley, I have to take good care of him. I will come to see you, don’t be stubborn.” I was guarded and only occasionally heard the nurse’s gossip. Anne washed Stanley’s feet. Anne helped Stanley to ask for a lucky charm and her knees were bruised. Anne personally made breakfast for Stanley every day… She returned all the things I did for her in the past to Stanley in this life. I got up from the bed and heard vaguely I didn’t know what they were talking about, patellar transplantation. It turned out that Anne trapped me because she wanted to use my patella to save Stanley. Sure enough, that night, Anne came to my ward. She was unusually considerate and enthusiastic and even took the initiative to help me check the wound and apply medicine. I pushed her away coldly, “Miss Cooper, are you okay?” My indifference made her a little flustered. But she still shook her head, after all, I loved her so much in my last life. Besides, it was just a leg. “Charles, I promise you that the Cooper Family will take care of you for the rest of your life. Don’t you like me? I can be your girlfriend as long as you transplant the patella to Stanley.” I laughed until tears came out, “Anne, have you ever thought about how difficult my life would be if I became a cripple?”