“Who is this man? I’ve never seen you like this before.”
It was just a simple sentence, but Beatrice was stunned on the spot after hearing it.
Of course, she understood what he meant, her face turned red and she retorted softly.
“Brother, I’m just here to be a tutor. Mr. Matthews and I are good friends, right?”
Will didn’t care about the conversation between the two people at all.
Looking at the blood stains on Beatrice’s legs, his brows frowned even more tightly. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket, bent down and blew on it while helping her treat the wound.
“Do you need my help? I can help you leave if necessary.”
Beatrice sniffed and a warm feeling flowed through her heart.
But she knew Harold’s personality. If she left now, not only would she have a hard time in the future, but it would also be very likely that Will would suffer.
So even though she knew that Harold’s words were meant to humiliate her, she naturally could not implicate Will at this time.
Beatrice gave him an apologetic smile. “I’m fine, thank you for the coat.”
Just as she put her hand on the suit jacket and was about to hand it back, she was held down by Will.
“Give it back to me next time.”