
A baritone voice now seized their attention. Hansen twisted his body to see the origin of the voice, he saw a middle-aged man who was still dashing and handsome standing firmly before him.
"What are you doing?" mr. Mahendra asked after seeing pieces of glass scattered everywhere. He also heard his son's screams.
Jennifer also rushed in when she heard Hansen's screams after calling her father. The girl sobbed when she heard the brother's words.
He did not expect that the two of them were only half-brothers. The girl's body staggered with a great cry. His chest felt tight, he held on to the wall and his body fell to the floor. He hugged both knees.
"Dad! I'm so scared. Look at Hansen turning creepy. I'm sure it must have influenced the girl," she muttered immediately stepped on her husband and tightly hugged Mr. Mahendra's arm.
"Shut up!" hansen shouted and this time he slid his fist at the large figura on the wall.
"Hansen! Calm yourself!" joked Mr. Mahendra.
Destroyed was already a picture of their family ten years ago. Emily was shocked as she closed her mouth, her two beads widened. He never saw Hansen that angry.
Agnes was closing her body to her husband. She hid her face on the husband's arm. Alexa is moving away from them all. He chose to find a safe way. Really, this incident really made him shocked as well as afraid of Hansen.
Everyone in the room was shaking with their hearts beating.
"Speaking one more time vilifying Emily, I'm gonna tear your trash mouth out!" hansen's cry pointed at Agnes with obstructed eyes.
Emily immediately took off Bara's hand, grabbed Hansen's arm and lowered it. While the other hand, he circled around Hansen's waist, hugging the man, hoping to dampen his anger.
"Hansen, calm down" whispered Emily looking at him. His trembling hands covered the back of Hansen's hands which began to drain fresh blood.
"I won't calm down as long as the woman isn't self-conscious!" he firmly did not turn his eagle gaze on the mother.
The man kissed Emily's forehead in front of everyone. While Emily closed her eyes, still hugging the man tightly. Leaning his head against the chest of Hansen's field.
Alexa turned her face away, unable to see the couple's affection. His hands were busy squeezing his chest which felt tight, then wiping his tears violently.
Hansen said, He took Emily to his room. Then take the P3K box neatly tucked away in the nightstand drawer hand it to Emily.
He sat on the edge of the bed. His breath was still roaring violently. Emily's hands were trembling, her throat was dry. His saliva seemed to have been devoured by panic, so it could not wet his throat.
"Don't cry" said Hansen, patting Emily on the top of her head.
"Why are you putting yourself at risk? Look, your blood doesn't stop coming out" he said in a trembling voice. Emily painstakingly treated him, occasionally blowing it.
"You're asking me to be calm, but you can't be calm yourself" Hansen said, wiping Emily's tears with one hand.
"Because I'm worried about you. I don't want your family to be divided just because of me. If I knew it was like this, I'd better just go home!"
Emily's words were like picking fire in Hansen's heart. The man immediately pushed down Emily's body and overpowered her. The cotton and red medicine in Emily's hands even slipped to the point of spilling on Hansen's big bed.
Emily's eyes were perfectly rounded. His chest pricked as Hansen cupped Emily's wrist and raised it overhead.
"Han ... sober up!" muttered Emily was terrified.
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