Female Novel
Chapter 713
Karl got up from the bed and scanned through the room. The sterile kits and fever patches were on the
bedside table.
It seemed that Juanita had taken care of him all night last night and helped him reduce his fever.
To have access to his apartment, it must have been Franklin who called out to Juanita.
He looked down and saw the gunshot wound in the abdomen. She had treated it so well that he did not
have to do anything for the time being.
He picked up the used gauze from the floor and threw it into the trash bin.
Then, he removed the blood-stained sheets, put them aside and replaced them with new ones.
Since the wound had not yet recovered, after cleaning his room up, there had been a thin layer of
sweat on his forehead.
After washing up, he opened the door to his room and went to the living room.
Michal had just returned and placed the breakfast she had bought on the table.
There was milk, various kinds of buns, cakes, sandwiches, and everything.
Michal complained as she rummaged through the fridge, "Karl, what’s wrong with you! There's nothing
in the fridge! What do you even eat every day? I can't believe there is not even one egg in the fridge!”
“And not even a bottle of mineral water!"
She turned around and pointed her finger at Karl who had just walked out of the room, "Do you really
know how old you are? You can't even take care of yourself."
After saying that, she looked at Juanita with worries, "It's time to find myself a daughter-in-law. Look!
What a life you've had."
Juanita smiled awkwardly and hurried to help Michal with the dishes.
"What's this?" Michal glanced at the thermos sitting on a low table.
"Ah, this is ..." Juanita stepped forward and held up the thermos.
Michal grabbed it and opened the lid, "It's a nutritious porridge, and it's still a little hot.”
“The bottle is full. How come he didn't eat any of it? It smells so good, and it looks great."
"No, you can't have it. It was from last night, and it's been too long."
Juanita hurriedly took the thermos back, "I'll go get rid of it."
"Look at you. What a waste!"
Michal gave Karl a hard look showing her discontent.
Karl didn't answer her. He held on to the back of his chair and struggled to sit down.
The wound, which would not hurt when he was standing, hurt the most when he was sitting down or
standing up from the stair.
"Does it hurt? Is it going to be okay?" Michal saw that his face was a little pale and asked with concern.
But on second thought, he had the energy to do what he did last night, so she thought it would not be a
big deal.
"It doesn't matter. It’s much better now."
Karl replied with an expressionless face.
Juanita wanted to take a seat opposite Karl, but Michal beat her to it, taking up two seats by herself.
Juanita had to take a seat next to Karl.
She poured herself a glass of milk, and by the way, poured one for Karl, and then peeled a poached
egg for him.
After doing all this, she realized that she seemed ...
When she looked up, sure enough, Michal was looking at her with a smile on her face, "What a good
daughter-in-law you must be!"
"No, I just, I ...," Juanita said, embarrassed and unsure of what to say.
Originally, she wanted to explain, but at the moment she did not have any opportunity and she was
afraid she would only make things even more serious.
She really had no idea how to make it clear in the future.
She stole a glance at Karl, whose face was not very good, dull and gloomy.novelbin
She knew in her heart that they had not found Joyce yet, and Karl must be so depressed.
It's too cruel for them to talk about marriage now.