Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Chapter 641

“But Mrs. Hamerton…” Robert pursed his lips. “Ms. Zennie has to be a witness. It’s the police’s request.”

“It’s okay.” Seth’s gaze was determined. “I’ll keep her company when she goes to court.”

Cordelia and Zephyr exchanged a look with a smile when they heard that.

Seth coughed and blushed slightly.

“Uh… I’m a little tired. I’ll be going back for some rest.”

“Sure, have a good rest!” Cordelia chuckled. “Zennie’s still waiting for you to go to court with her!”

Seth flashed them a smile and turned to leave.

A few days later, Phil was transferred to the regular ward. He was bandaged up, and his originally pale face looked

even weaker. The sharp edge in his eyes seemed to have diminished significantly, but it was like he was a revived

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bug the moment he saw Zephyr as he strained his neck and glared at him.

It was just that a bug was just a bug.

Zephyr’s gaze was cold without an expression. He frowned lightly after looking at Phil for a while.

“The medical care you’ve received is the best,” he said coldly. “Don’t worry, you’re safe here. No one will kill you.”

Not only would no one kill him, but it was impossible even for him to kill himself.

Other than doctors on duty all 24 hours, there were various ways to stop him from trying to commit suicide.

Phil glared at him. “Hah, you keep me alive to let me die in the end anyway!”

“You’re right.” Zephyr scoffed. “But I can’t decide your death on behalf of the law. Your death will be sentenced

through the proper legal procedure!”

Phil cackled. The laugh was chilling. There was grief and despair in his gaze. Unlike his usual savageness, there was

something sorrowful about him today.

Perhaps a person at the brink of their death would no longer put up an act over their emotions.

Zephyr asked, “Phil nelson, you spent all these years in the Hamertons, using Yale and my uncle, approaching and

using Marcus when he appeared… All these things you’ve done aren’t just for drug dealing, are they?”

“Hah, why not?” Phil arched his brow. “You’ve got the goods, and Lukas has confessed… Kill me or whatever. Up to

you!”

“This is not what I want to hear.” Zephyr scowled. “Everything you’ve done targets the Hamertons. To be precise, it

targets me!

“Why are you doing this!?”

Phil only smiled without answering. He thought that this would anger Zephyr, and people would always lose their

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heads when they were angry, doing things that they did not usually do.

However, he was wrong. Not only was Zephyr not angered, but he even sat on the chair and crossed his legs

leisurely.

Whatever he was feeling did not show on his face at all.

“It’s fine. We can drag this out if you don’t want to say anything,” Zephyr said faintly.

Phil snickered and turned away.

A nurse came in to change his dressing a while later. The wound on his shoulder must be redressed and medicated

frequently, or there would be risks of infection.

Despite that, Zephyr spoke when the nurse was about to remove the dressing.

“Stop.” He smiled. “Mr. Nelson’s dressing won’t be needing a change anymore.”

The nurse paused and stood there at a loss.