Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker! Chapter 329: Brother Will Hurt

Chapter 329: Brother Will Hurt

Translator: Henyee Translations    Editor: Henyee Translations

Harper was speechless. His eyes were red. He didn’t say a word, didn’t resist, didn’t say a word. He endured the pain of being hit by the wooden stick.

The others wanted to say something, but in the end, they closed their mouths.

Just hit him. Perhaps a beating would be enough. Only Amelia’s eyes were red. She ran in and hugged Mrs. Walton. “Grandma, stop hitting him…” She choked. “Brother will hurt…

Mrs. Walton’s heart trembled.

Harper stubbornly turned his face away. Perhaps it was because of the pain, but his voice was a little hoa.r.s.e. ‘Get lost! I don’t need your concern!”

Mrs. Walton put down the wooden stick dejectedly and returned to the wheelchair in a daze. For a moment, everyone did not know if they should pay attention to Harper, who had been beaten, or to Mrs. Walton, who could stand

up…

In the end, it was George who broke the silence first. “Mrs Taylor, go get the first aid kit. Second Brother, Fifth Brother, bring Mom back to her room.” George glanced at the stunned Mr. Walton. “Fourth Brother, bring Old Master back. ”

Mrs. Walton was pushed away. When she returned to her room, she lowered her head and did not speak. Harper was also her grandson. Her heart ached. In fact, she regretted it after hitting him. However, there was no turning back. She could not say anything or persuade him. What else could she do?

Mrs. Walton was disappointed. Suddenly, she thought of something and her expression froze.

Eric persuaded, “Mom, it’s not your fault this time. Under such circ.u.mstances, no one can help but beat someone up.”

Dylan also nodded woodenly. “Yes.”

At this moment, Mrs. Walton looked up in surprise. “Second Brother, Fifth Brother, did I stand up just now?”

Eric and Dylan: “…” Not only did you stand up, but you also beat someone up! You’re so fierce!

Mrs Taylor brought the first aid kit over with a hesitant expression.

George: “Give it to me.”

Mrs Taylor sighed. “It’s useless. Young Master Harper won’t let anyone apply medicine unless they forcefully send him to the hospital like last time…” In the Walton family, Harper was a little ancestor that no one could handle, not even George.

Alex said, “Let me do it.’

Alex came in with the first aid kit in Harper’s room, Amelia behind him. Alex had sent George and the others away. At this moment, it was better for an outsider like him to come, At least he could steel his heart.

Harper leaned back on the sofa and raised his hand expressionlessly. “Get out. ”

Amelia glanced at Alex. Alex wasn’t listening to Harper at all. He sat down, opened the first aid kit, took out the potion, and moved directly.

Harper sat up abruptly in pain. “l told you to get lost, didn’t you hear me? Who asked you to care!” With that, he stood up and started to leave, but Alex grabbed him and pressed him against the sofa.

Alex: “l don’t need anyone’s permission to do anything. I only care about whether 1 want to do it.’

Harper:

Amelia said, “Wow!” She’d learned again!

Alex’s method of applying the ointment was very gentle. In addition, it was an ointment for injuries. It needed to be rubbed in hard to be most effective, so Harper was in so much pain that he was about to cry. He cried and shouted,

“Who asked you to help me apply the ointment! Who asked you to care! I,

Harper, don’t need anyone’s heartache. I can live well alone!”

Amelia watched from the side and felt depressed. Her grandmother had said that after beating Brother Harper until he was hospitalized, everyone regretted it. During that period of time, they had been concerned about Brother Harper and spoke to him softly. However, he was disgusted and resistant. Perhaps others could only see the arrogant side of Harper, but she always felt that Brother Harper needed someone to care about him.

Amelia took out a hidden candy from her pocket, peeled it off, and fed it to Harper’s mouth when she saw him grimace in pain and cry.

Harper: “Get lost! I’m not eating!’

Amelia suddenly stuffed the candy into Harper’s mouth and imitated Alex. She said fiercely, “I’ll give it to you. I don’t need your permission. I only care about whether I want to give it or not!”

Alex: “…” His daughter was really good at learning.

Harper was speechless. He was so angry that he wanted to spit out the candy, but Amelia covered his mouth. “You’re not allowed to spit it out!”

Harper: “…” Where did this bandit father and daughter come from!

Finally, Harper was pressed down and finished applying the medicine. He finished the candy in his mouth. He lay quietly on the bed and did not say a word.

Alex carried the first aid kit. “Mia, let’s go.”

Amelia patted Harper’s head. “Brother, if you see anything dirty, remember to tell me..