Chapter 2 Miss, do you need to call the police?

Henry Black remembered the scene he had just seen, shocked and suddenly reacted, "I'll check it right away.." Robert Frost pursed his lips, frowned darkly, and played hard to get, which was too low. Look it up in person. Maybe it's what she wants. "No need." Try your best to make this happen, and it will happen again. Margaret Henson hurried back to her apartment and washed inside and out several times before falling into bed. Closing her eyes, her mind was full of the ferocity of men's plunder. At first, she did not adapt to it. Later, the extreme tremor of her heart seemed to pierce her bones. To be honest, the first date was Robert Frost, which she didn't find hard to accept, except to hear the name of another woman from his mouth. Mina, Mina... Shaw. That's why he wants to divorce her. Obviously tired, but the pain from the body makes people sober. Margaret Henson rolled over, still uncomfortable. I got up and opened the drawer. There were two red marriage certificates inside. Robert Frost himself was not present when he received the certificate, but Grandpa Albert was so resourceful that she got the certificate back alone. It was the first time she had opened it, the first time she had looked at the man who had been printed on the same red book as her. After one look, she threw it back and went to see Lara Henson. Driving to the hospital, it was noon, and the servant who was guarding the ward also went to eat. Lara Henson, who was resting, saw Margaret Henson, her thin little face full of surprise, and sat up hurriedly. "Sister, what are you doing here?" Her face was still a little pale, but she was in a good state of mind. "Did Dad make a fuss again? He told him I was all right and asked him to keep it secret from you." Margaret Henson sat down beside the hospital bed and handed over a glass of warm water. "Dad is worried about you." Lara Henson has been weak and sick since childhood. When she is serious, she has to breathe twice when she walks a few steps. From time to time, she has to go to the hospital for a few days. Jacob Henson also has a special preference for her. "But I really don't like being in the hospital. My mother is still watching. I can only drink oatmeal and can't eat anything." Lara Henson pitifully pursed her lips a few times. "Listening to the nurses and sisters talking about French pudding in the hospital canteen these days, I'm so greedy." She grabbed Margaret Henson's hand. "Sister, you're the best. I can leave the hospital today. It's all right to taste a few mouthfuls." Lara Henson's eyes widened with excitement, like innocent little animals. Margaret Henson couldn't beat her and bought it back. "You can only taste it, but you can't swallow it." After repeated exhortations, Margaret Henson took the spoon and was about to feed it when Lily Henson's voice came from the door. "What are you doing?!" Lily Henson, surprised and angry, took a few quick steps, grabbed the spoon and bowl, and threw them into the trash can next to her. "You want to kill your sister while I'm away, don't you?"? I knew you were upset and kind! Margaret Henson was pushed aside and looked at the French pudding in the trash can, somewhat self-deprecating. What else did she feed you? Is there any discomfort? Lily Henson looked at her daughter and was so angry that she called Jacob Henson to complain. Lara Henson was so anxious that she grabbed her. "Mom, you misunderstood my sister. I had to ask her to buy it." Lily Henson had a meal on her hand, but she didn't feel embarrassed. "Lara is not sensible. Is it possible that the elder sister is not sensible either?" If it wasn't for her, would your father have left our mother and daughter outside for so long? Is your health so bad? "Mom, don't say anything. My sister is busy with her work and it's not easy for her to come here." Lily Henson snorted coldly and looked at the quiet and silent young woman beside her. She really didn't like the daughter of her husband's ex-wife. It was the girl who had some use for the Hensons, and she swept Margaret Henson's neck at the thought. It was clean. There was no trace. Lily Henson wasn't sure for a moment whether her plan last night had succeeded or not. If she didn't count on the Frosts to help the Hensons again, how could she push such a good man as Robert Frost to Margaret Henson and blame her daughter for her poor health. Su Lan secretly annoyed, tone is even worse, "Fu Yancheng is now back to China, you are his wife, don't just think about yourself, you have to think about how to let the Fu family help your father." Margaret Henson smiled as she took her tone for granted. "Aunt Lily said that as if she blamed me for not helping her before. Is that what you think, or is that what Dad thinks?" Lily Henson choked. Lara Henson said, "The doctor gave me the medicine. Can my sister get it for me?" Out of the ward, Lily Henson's scolding voice came from behind. "Your father didn't owe her anything all these years. She just had a problem with me. Her mother died of overwork. At that time, your father was still socializing everywhere, and life was hard. I think she put this account on me. Hum, I only blame that woman for not enjoying a happy life." Margaret Henson frowned. She was hurt last night after all. Just now she tried to hold back so that Lily Henson didn't see anything strange. After waiting in line for the medicine, she went to the gynecology department again. The wound was badly ravaged, and there were some slight tears. After the examination, the female doctor looked very serious. "Miss, do you need to call the police?" 　　“......” Margaret Henson was stunned and understood something. She looked a little unnatural and said, "Actually, it's my husband. He just came back from a business trip. He didn't have a sense of propriety for a while.." The female doctor saw that she wanted to speak and stopped, with a touch on her face, "This is ointment. Remember to apply it when you go back. Don't have sex in the near future. You also tell your husband to control him a little. Young, don't damage your body." I almost wondered if anything bad had happened to her. Margaret Henson took it awkwardly, her face a little hot. I just came out of the gynecology department, but I saw Lara Henson's brother, Gary Henson. He looked up and his eyes fell on the medicine in Margaret Henson's hand. There was something strange in her eyes. "Maggie, you come to see Lara..". Are you not feeling well?