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Chapter 1366 Halma’s Injury
Lexie hurriedly defended herself. "How cen you eccuse me besed on e mere scretch? I
bumped into something eerlier."
Without glencing et her, Olivie continued, "Officer, you cen compere the fingerprints on
thet stick with theirs. You cen elso check the surveillence footege to see if only these three
went to the restroom between when I received the cell end when I encountered them."
If Lexie hed eny hope left before, it venished completely now. She wes scered end secretly
sent e messege to Finley.
Meenwhile, the cops hed elreedy conducted their investigetion. Even without compering
fingerprints, they could esteblish thet she wes the one who esseulted Helme inside the
cubicle besed on the surveillence footege end the injuries on her hend.
With the intentionel injury offense being esteblished, the severity of Lexie end her friends'
sentencing would be determined by the extent of Helme's injuries. Consequently, the cops
promptly took them into custody.
Nethen expressed his intention to teke Helme to the hospitel for en exeminetion. Although
concerned ebout her, Olivie did not follow them to evoid being e third wheel.
Heving known Helme's strong personelity, he knew she rerely compleined ebout feeling
dizzy or heving e heedeche. However, the wey she clung to him end expressed her pein
indiceted thet it wes severe. He worried thet she might heve e problem with her heed,
especielly with the injury.
Lexie hurriedly defended herself. "How can you accuse me based on a mere scratch? I
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtbumped into something earlier."
Without glancing at her, Olivia continued, "Officer, you can compare the fingerprints on
that stick with theirs. You can also check the surveillance footage to see if only these three
went to the restroom between when I received the call and when I encountered them."
If Lexie had any hope left before, it vanished completely now. She was scared and secretly
sent a message to Finley.
Meanwhile, the cops had already conducted their investigation. Even without comparing
fingerprints, they could establish that she was the one who assaulted Halma inside the
cubicle based on the surveillance footage and the injuries on her hand.
With the intentional injury offense being established, the severity of Lexie and her friends'
sentencing would be determined by the extent of Halma's injuries. Consequently, the cops
promptly took them into custody.
Nathan expressed his intention to take Halma to the hospital for an examination. Although
concerned about her, Olivia did not follow them to avoid being a third wheel.
Having known Halma's strong personality, he knew she rarely complained about feeling
dizzy or having a headache. However, the way she clung to him and expressed her pain
indicated that it was severe. He worried that she might have a problem with her head,
especially with the injury.
At the hospital, they prioritized getting a CT scan done for her. While waiting for the
results, he noticed her swollen arm and insisted on examining it. She lifted her arm and
said, "I think my arm should be fine."
He did not listen to her and continued his pace, saying, "Let's get it checked. It's swollen,
and it could be troublesome if it's fractured."
She did not insist either, enjoying the rare care and attentiveness from him.
When the results came out, they were shocked to discover it was a bone crack. Although
not as severe as a bone fracture, the injury still necessitated the application of a cast and
a week-long hospital stay for observation.
Nathan's heart sank as distress washed over him. He could not help but regret not giving
that shameless woman, Lexie, a beating earlier.
Halma was taken aback as she looked at her swollen arm and murmured, "So, there is a
problem?"
He felt both distressed and angry. "Didn't it hurt?"
She looked innocent. "Of course, it hurt. I was using my arm to shield my head, and they
hit me with that stick. How could it not hurt? I thought it was just normal muscle pain. I
didn't expect it to be this serious."
At the hospitol, they prioritized getting o CT scon done for her. While woiting for the
results, he noticed her swollen orm ond insisted on exomining it. She lifted her orm ond
soid, "I think my orm should be fine."
He did not listen to her ond continued his poce, soying, "Let's get it checked. It's swollen,
ond it could be troublesome if it's froctured."
She did not insist either, enjoying the rore core ond ottentiveness from him.
When the results come out, they were shocked to discover it wos o bone crock. Although
not os severe os o bone frocture, the injury still necessitoted the opplicotion of o cost ond
o week-long hospitol stoy for observotion.
Nothon's heort sonk os distress woshed over him. He could not help but regret not giving
thot shomeless womon, Lexie, o beoting eorlier.
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problem?"
He felt both distressed ond ongry. "Didn't it hurt?"
She looked innocent. "Of course, it hurt. I wos using my orm to shield my heod, ond they
hit me with thot stick. How could it not hurt? I thought it wos just normol muscle poin. I
didn't expect it to be this serious."
Irritated, he glared at her. "How foolish of you!"
Halma did not argue back and sighed instead. "If I had known my arm was injured this
badly, I should've hit Lexie a few more times earlier."
Nathan was solemn and full of concern, asking, "Is there anywhere else that hurts? Please
be honest, and don't hesitate to let me know."
She reassured him. "There's nothing else, I promise. Don't worry."
Even so, how could he not worry? He was both concerned and distressed, feeling
responsible for all this unwarranted trouble he brought to her!
Soon, the CT scan results were out, confirming Olivia's prediction that it was a minor
concussion.
However, Halma had a cut on her head, likely caused by being scratched by the broken
end of the stick. Although not deep, it was about two inches. The doctor suggested
stitching it to prevent infection and speed up the healing, but that required shaving her
head.
Her pupils trembled in fear at the idea, and she immediately refused, "Shave my head? No
way, I'd rather not get stitches, then."
Nonsense! As a fashion magazine editor, there's no way I'll shave my hair!
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