I Became His Sweetheart

Chapter 381 Faceless Drawing “Let me see his injuries.” Melanie pulled the woman up and approached the boy.

She carefully examined the boy’s injuries. While they were all external injuries, they hadn’t been disinfected, so by now all his wounds were already infected and swollen. When she was little and went foraging for herbs with her grandfather, she’d also helped to bandage wounds for the hunters in the mountains. She could

roughly remember how to deal with these wounds.

Removing the bandages from the wounds was like reopening the wounds after the skin and flesh had regrown; it was extremely painful, but the boy simply endured it all as he clenched his fists. His tears wet his eyes, but

he said nothing at all.

“Does it hurt?” Melanie couldn't help but ask.

The boy shook his head. “No.”

Melanie felt even more pity for him and immediately asked the woman that was taking care of him, “Why wouldn't Harlow ask for a doctor to treat his injuries?”

“Ah, miss... Please... Don’t say that...”

The woman seemed to be extremely afraid of Harlow as she wiped her tears away. “We're of a lower status than him, so whatever he says, goes.”This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

“What kind of era are we living in right now? How can you be any lower than him?!”

Melanie was furious as Harlow’s arrogant face appeared in her mind. “I'll go find a doctor for him.”

“Please don’t, miss! Thank you for wanting to help, but you can’t fetch a doctor... You can’t...” The woman got to her knees immediately, begging her.

If Melanie were to ask for a doctor, would Harlow use even more despicable methods to deal with them? “Does Joseph know about this?” Melanie asked the most important question.

The woman controlled her sobbing and said, “Everyone in this courtyard is under Master Harlow’s control. No one will interfere with his decision.”

Melanie understood what was happening: it meant that no one in this courtyard would give a damn about what was happening with Harlow’s private matters, even if they were a matter of life and death.

Her eyes slightly narrowed. “Wait for me. I'll get some medicine for the inflammation.”

With that, Melanie stood up and left. The woman paused for a little and asked, “What’s your name, miss?” “It's not important.”

Melanie smiled and looked at her, asking, “Is he your son?”

She felt that this woman cared about the injured boy, but in her love for him, there was also a sense of distance toward him. It didn't feel like a mother’s love for her son.

The woman's eyes slightly lost focus, and she nodded as she stammered. Melanie pursed her lips and said nothing, immediately leaving the room.

Then, she heard the woman say to the boy, “Don’t be scared, we've finally met someone important to us! | told you, you have a great destiny in front of you. You will definitely be helped by people in this world.”

“Beautiful lady!” “Beautiful! Lady!“the boy said with a nod.

“That’s right. That beautiful lady just now will come and save you later, but this is our secret, alright? Don't tell anyone,” the woman said again.

“Alright! Secret!”

“Secret!”

Melanie slightly frowned. The boy was almost ten, but that was how he spoke?

She once again returned to the place the servant had escorted her to and waited there.

After a while, the servant came over with a glass of water and gave it to Melanie before leading her away again.

It was only after passing Harlow’s residence did she finally reach Leo’s residence.

Leo’s room was lively.

Several people whom Melanie didn’t know were concerned about Leo, but she didn’t expect Harlow to be here

as well.

When Leo saw Melanie coming by, Leo quickly greeted her. “You can stay for a while in my study. Please give me a little time.”

“Are your injuries alright?” she asked.

As she said that, she glanced at the tray on Leo’s bedside table. There was equipment used for cleaning wounds there, such as cotton swabs, bandages, iodine, and even a few boxes of anti-inflammatory drugs.

“It’s fine. It’s just a small wound,” Leo smiled as he shook his head and moved his arm that had been bandaged earlier, signaling to her that he was fine.

Seeing that they still hadn't finished their conversation, Melanie then turned around and entered the study that was connected to the room. The study was very neat and organized, just like Leo himself.

There were quite a few drawings that attracted Melanie’s attention, and they were all of the same man; the man in the drawings had short hair, was slightly skinny, and had a strong and defined face.

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The person who had made the drawings was quite skilled. They used multiple colors to draw the man’s figure and hair, and the lines were all quite spirited. But strangely, none of the men in the drawings had any facial

features.