Chapter: 962

Rachel hurriedly turned on the light, picked up broken glass from the floor, and looked intently at the person following her.

It was a man.

Dazzled by the light, the man raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Rachel saw the man's arm was bleeding. He must have used his arm to block the vase thrown at him.

Rachel recognized the man.

"Victor? Why are you here?"

Victor put down his arm, and Rachel could now fully see his face.

Rachel thought she had underestimated Susan. She thought all along that Susan would send someone else to rape her. So, she threw the vase at the man. She never thought it would be Victor.

"What are you doing here?" Rachel pursed her lips when she saw blood flowing down Victor's wounded arm. Still, she was holding a fragment of vase in her hand.

Even if it was Victor and his arm was wounded, Rachel felt she should be on her guard. In her eyes, Victor was more dangerous than the others.

Victor frowned when he noticed the fragment in Rachel's hand. He wanted her to let go of the fragment, lest she hurt herself. But when he saw the vigilant look in her eyes, his expression turned stony.

He was utterly dumbfounded. He didn't know how to answer Rachel.

Carson told him that she was in this villa. Without thinking, Victor came.

It had been half a month since they last saw each other. Victor had been missing Rachel like crazy. He had been suppressing his feelings for her. He so wanted to see her.

Looking at Victor, Rachel grimaced at seeing blood oozing out from his arm. She knew that he had just been discharged from the hospital, and now he got hurt because of her.

She felt guilty. And seeing blood, she felt dizzy.

"Look, I'll call a doctor to treat your wounded arm." Rachel momentarily set aside her wanting to know why Victor came. She felt it was more important to call a doctor, and then, she would leave.

"Don't," Victor said in a low voice.

Beep! Beep!

Two short alarm sounds came from Rachel's phone. That meant that her phone battery was going down.

And in a little while, her phone went dead.

Rachel couldn't believe it.

How could she now make a phone call?

How could she forget to charge her phone before she went out?

“My phone died. I'll have to go out and find a doctor for you,"