Chapter 133

"Dinner's ready. I'll go get Cam and Nora," Sara said before quickly fleeing the room. Before this, Spencer had held it together until he got home. As soon as he returned to his room and took off his clothes, he saw that the white bandages were already soaked through with blood. Some of it had even seeped through his shirt. Luckily, he had worn a black shirt under a suit jacket, so it wasn't visible. He found the first-aid kit and carried it into the bathroom. Slowly, he began unwrapping the bandages. Once they were fully removed, the stitched wound from the gunshot was exposed, and it had already torn open. He grabbed some hemostatic powder from the kit and poured it directly onto the wound. A sharp, searing pain shot through him, so intense it brought beads of sweat dripping onto the floor. Despite this, his brows only knitted slightly. He then reapplied fresh gauze and wrapped it tightly with a new bandage. After cleaning up, he stepped out of the bathroom, only to see Sara sta