Mrs Hale, I Surrender
Chapter 342: Indebted for saving his life, he promised his younger uncle to her.

Chapter 342: Indebted for saving his life, he promised his younger uncle to her.

"Finn Hale!" Tim Payne instinctively called out to him.

This jerk...

Why push me?

Finn Hale was frantically concerned, not caring about concealing their relationship anymore, and William Hale also timely grabbed his uncle’s arm, "Uncle, calm down!"

My uncle,

if you rush forward any further, both of us are done for tonight.

Restraint, stay calm!

Their gazes met for an instant, and William’s eyes conveyed a hint:

You wouldn’t want us to...

"die" here tonight, right?

Sussie Lopez had an accident, and as her eldest cousin, I’m fuming. If he finds out about you two, even I will suffer the consequences.

"Sorry, I hurried too much." Finn Hale glanced at Tim Payne, "Are you okay?"

"I’m fine."

Tim Payne was nearly knocked flying by him.

Ever since he heard his junior sister and uncle were injured, this kid seemed to be in an exceptional hurry.

Sussie Lopez was also drenched in cold sweat, noticing her senior brother keeping an eye on Finn Hale. Suddenly, she let out a groan. Tim Payne, anxious about his junior sister’s injury, quickly stepped forward, "Sussie, how are you feeling?"

"I’m fine, just some minor injuries."

As she spoke, she glanced at Finn Hale. Their eyes met and then hastily shifted away, as if she were a thief.

He almost got her killed.

"So many stitches and you say it’s a minor injury." Tim Payne had not expected Liam Hugh’s incident to affect his junior sister.

"I also owe Miss Lopez my thanks for saving my wife," William Hale said with earnestness.

"Mr. Hale, you are too kind. If I were in the same situation, I believe Boss Payne would do the same. Besides, she is my senior brother’s little sister, which makes her my little sister as well."

Wyatt Hale sat on the side, enjoying the drama:

Little sister?

My dear uncle, you want to marry her, but it seems she only wants to be your grand-niece.

He was enjoying himself when Finn Hale shot him a look, and he leapt from his chair, "Uncle, please have a seat!"

Finn Hale remained silent, his eyes fixed on the arm where Sussie Lopez had been stitched up, an indistinct tenderness in his gaze.

William continued, "We owe you a favor for saving her life. If there’s anything you need help with in the future, just say the word."

Sussie Lopez had just finished getting stitches.

She was in severe pain, barely managing a smile through the corner of her mouth.

William glanced at his uncle.

There’s an old saying:

For a drop of grace, repay with a spring.

For saving a life, repay with a pledge of one’s own.

That was something he and Zoe couldn’t do.

Otherwise, why not offer his uncle to her, let him pledge himself to repay the debt?

"Where did Liam Hugh come from, and how dare he!" Tim Payne was so shocked by the news he couldn’t speak; it happened in broad daylight, "An absolute madman."

Finn Hale just regretted listening to his brother’s advice back then...

Not to have killed him on the spot!

Had he ended Liam’s life back then, they wouldn’t be dealing with all this trouble today.

Sussie Lopez needed an IV to administer antibiotics, so William promptly arranged a hospital room for her, and had Zac Cruz buy some food since it was getting late and nobody had eaten.

Zoe Payne really had no appetite and was called away by the police for questioning.

Sussie Lopez, injured, definitely needed to eat to recover.

Her one hand was injured, the other receiving IV therapy, making it difficult to eat, and with Zoe not around...

In the hospital room, apart from Sussie, there were only men—William Hale, Finn Hale, Wyatt Hale—all glancing at each other.

Wyatt Hale pursed his lips and signaled his uncle with his eyes:

Uncle!

Go for it!

It’s your chance to shine.

But Finn Hale knew his place. With Tim Payne there, it wasn’t his turn to act.

As expected, Tim Payne opened the food container, "Sussie, I’ll feed you."

"Senior brother, I’m not hungry."

"Eat a little at least."

"..."

Her senior brother was personally feeding her, so no matter what, Sussie had to show some face.

From the corner of her eye, she saw Finn Hale staring intently at her. Enduring someone’s fervent gaze, she took bites of the food.

Why keep staring at her like that? It was awkward.

Her senior brother was no fool. Finn Hale’s reaction earlier would likely arouse his suspicion.

But right now, his full attention was on her, not sparing a thought for anything else. Once he calmed down, he would surely replay all that had happened today.

"Uncle, how’s your hand? Do you need an IV?" William tried to divert everyone’s attention.

"I’m used to getting hurt; it’s not necessary."

Martin Yates had trained in horseback riding, his palms were calloused; even when cut, the wounds weren’t deep, "I had never expected your uncle to be such a person."

"People change," William sighed helplessly.

"How is he doing right now?"

"He’s not dead, but half of his tongue is severed. He’ll never be able to speak again."

William Hale didn’t go to see him.

Because...

His cousin had already arrived.

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Hannah Johnson, accompanied by Isaac Shea, had already reached the hospital room. Liam Hugh had been anesthetized with a local anesthetic, and though not fully sedated, he was now awake, yet unable to move.

Staring at her...

His eyes were fierce, his expression twisted and menacing.

As if he wanted to flay her alive.

"Knowing you had run away, I had been waiting for you to come find me," Hannah walked to the side of the bed, "I didn’t expect you to go after Zoe. Liam Hugh, you really are shameless."

"Ugh—"

Hannah closed in.

She raised her hand and delivered a harsh slap to his face.

A harsh slap, right after the surgery to stitch his tongue.

Suddenly,

The stitches burst open.

Blood seeped from the corners of his mouth.

"Miss, you..." A nurse in the room, seeing this, tried to intervene.

But unexpectedly, Hannah backhanded his face with another slap.

The severed tongue was too painful.

Before this, Liam Hugh had passed out from the sheer agony.

Now, with the stitches coming apart, he was in so much pain that his whole body broke out in cold sweat.

"Miss, this is..." The nurse was stunned.

"His wound has burst open, stitch it up again."

"He just had an anesthetic. To suture it again, we’d need to administer more, but our anesthetist has already left for the day."

"Then don’t administer it."

Liam Hugh’s pupils dilated abruptly.

This ungrateful wretch, she wants to make him die from the pain.

"The blood vessels under the tongue are large. If we don’t suture it quickly, it could easily lead to excessive blood loss. And with his current condition, blood streaming into the throat could also lead to suffocation."

"I’ll prepare right away," said the nurse, frowning deeply.

This is insane.

Liam Hugh’s eyes glowed furiously, wishing he could have strangled her the moment she was born.

"Don’t worry, the less you want us to be happy, the happier we will be." Hannah extended her hand, latching onto Isaac Shea’s arm, "Let me introduce you, this is my husband."

Husband...?

Husband?!

Liam Hugh had only heard that Hannah was involved with the Shea family’s son but had never seen him in person. He had thought it might be some sort of business marriage, but seeing Isaac Shea’s look of affection for his daughter, it struck him like lightning.

Just the word husband,

And this kid looked so pleased with himself.

As if it held no value.

Liam Hugh’s gaze kept drifting past her, looking towards the door. Hannah seemed to see right through his thoughts, only smiling and saying, "Don’t bother looking, neither grandmother nor mother will come."

"Grandmother said..."

"When you die, let her know. Out of motherly affection, she’ll burn some paper money for you."

"Ahhh—" Liam Hugh trembled with the revelation.

Soon, a nurse brought the suturing kit. As Hannah left the hospital room, she could hear the excruciating screams from inside, which drew onlookers from the surrounding rooms.

The sound was chilling to the bone.

Hannah looked at Isaac and said, "Do you think I was too harsh on him?"

No matter what, the ties of blood were not easily severed.

"I didn’t want things to come to this. He indirectly caused my aunt’s death, and even to this day, he persists in his obstinacy. He used to care for me, but as he grew older, he increasingly craved a son, believing a daughter to be useless."

She spoke at length,

But...

Isaac appeared to be lost in thought, so she nudged his arm, "I’m talking to you, what are you thinking about?"

Hannah was originally worried that Isaac might think she was heartless and wanted to explain her family situation, but it turned out he was daydreaming.

"You just called me your husband, could you say it again?"

"..."

Isaac moved closer, his eyes brimming with mirth, yet his voice seemed almost plaintive, "Say it again, I want to hear it."

Hannah gritted her teeth:

This green tea dog, at it again.

Because Hannah was a direct relative of Liam Hugh, there were some things that required her signature. Once she had finished her business there, she went to visit Sussie Lopez.

At this time,

The entire hospital room, aside from Martin Yates and Tim Payne, uncle and nephew, was filled with people in the know.

Sussie Lopez was completely panicked.

Mom, save me, I want to go home.