Caged By My Devil Uncle

Kenneth’s pov

Cliff said what was on my mind. Is all my unhappiness due to jealousy? Is that like someone?

“She’s still part of the Wilson family, isn’t she?” I asked.

“She should be.”

I pulled out my cell phone and dialed Chris’s number, but no one answered.

Dead girl, you’re not even answering my phone!

Chris’s Pov

I fainted in pain, but was awakened by the ringing of the phone. I took out my cell phone and found that the other party had hung up.

I don’t care who it’s now, I just want someone to help me.

The phone rang again, and I tried my best to get through.

“Who gave you the courage to not answer the phone?”

Hearing Kenneth’s voice, I felt inexplicably relieved at that moment.

“Uncle, save, save me ….”

“What’s wrong with you?”

His concerned voice came from the other side of the phone, and I closed my eyes feeling everything around was completely dark.

Kenneth’s view

Damn it. I don’t know what happened to her! I just feel like time is really too slow right now! I asked the driver to go at top speed. The drive from the company took 20 minutes, but after 10 minutes I finally arrived at the villa.

Just before the door was closed, I hurried inside.

There are still some uncleaned plates and chopsticks on the dining table, and the house is empty. As I look into the kitchen, a woman falls to the floor.

“Chris.” I took a few steps over to Chris, only to see that she was sweating profusely, had a pale color to her face, and was unconscious. There were scattered dishes next to her, but her body showed no injuries. How could she be unconscious?

I held Chris in bridal style and walked away, and the driver got a fright. “Sir, Miss Chris, what happened?”

“I don’t know, go to the hospital right away.”

Chris lay like a weak little rabbit in my arms, too smart to move.

“Chris, you’re going to be fine.”

Chris’s pov

I was jolted awake by a sharp turn, opened my dazed eyes, saw the familiar “hair color” and pupils, and I called out softly, “Uncle….”Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

“Chris. What’s wrong with you? What did Warren do to you?” His face was pale, and his eyes “showed” the look of concern.

I shook my head. “It’s not, it’s not Mr. Warren. It’s my own stomach pains.”

“Stomach pains? Are you on your period?” He asked, frowning.

“No, no, that’s it.” I covered my pain spot, not the usual stomach ache.

“That’s the appendix, maybe it’s acute” sexual “appendicitis.” He said with an exasperated expression.

“Appendicitis…. I don’t want to have surgery.” I’m scared at the thought of someone operating on me.

Kenneth’s pov

When I saw the little woman’s face looking so scared, I was desperate and impatient. “Let the doctor check first, maybe it’s not appendicitis.”

With a frightened look on her face, she grabbed my clothes. “Uncle, I don’t want surgery, I don’t want…. I’m scared….”

“Don’t worry, let’s check first….” I comforted him gently.

“Well, I’m not going to operate anyway.”

Then she softly murmured “lost” the past.

I touched her cheek, which felt pitiful and painful.

“Sir, it’s too late to go to a private hospital. Go to the nearest hospital first.” The driver blurted out.

“Bullshit.” I said coldly.

I urged the driver to steer the car to the hospital. From Chris’s symptoms, I concluded it was appendicitis.

The doctor’s diagnosis was as follows. “She’s suffering from acute appendicitis and needs immediate surgery.”

“Is there no other option but surgery?” I think the little girl was so scared before that trying meant not operating without surgery.

“No, if it’s chronic, it can be treated with” medication medicine “, and urgent isn’t the same case.”

“OK, prepare for surgery immediately.” Looking at Chris who’s unconscious, I know that surgery is the best solution now.

Chris woke up before she was wheeled into the ER. She looked at me and quickly said, “Uncle, what’s this for? I’m not having surgery, definitely not.”

“No, the doctor is just taking you for a checkup. Don’t worry about it.” I placated quietly.

“Then you can’t lie to me either.” Her eyes are full of confidence.

“OK, I won’t lie to you.” I stroked her face. “You’ll be fine.”

“Hmm.” With my reassurance, she calmly closed her eyes and was wheeled into the ER.

Half an hour later, Chris was wheeled out. The anesthesia didn’t wear off. The girl was sound asleep, unaware of what had happened.

The doctor said that these days she’ll have to stay in the hospital for observation, and I’m shocked when I see Chris in the hospital bed with a small face, pale as snow. It’s clear that she was fine before the breakup yesterday, and she got so beat up when she didn’t see her for a day. This girl just can’t take care of herself!

Chris’ Pov

I was awakened by pain and couldn’t help but grumble, “It hurts, it hurts….”

“You can’t move now or you’ll hurt the wound.” Kenneth’s voice came from the side.

I was about to touch the painful spot when Kenneth grabbed my hand.

“Wounds?” I thought of the doctors around me, and then I realized what had happened.

“You’re a big liar. You said you wouldn’t let me have surgery, but you’d my appendix cut out anyway.” I stared at him and said.

“Chris, you’ve acute appendicitis. There’s no other option but to cut it out. I’m doing it for your own good.” He said softly.

“Big liar!” I can’t help but cry because I feel pain when I breathe.

“Chris, the wound has been stitched and will stop hurting soon. When you’re ready, I’ll take you out for a delicious meal.” He wiped away my tears and said.

“When you persuade children? I’m not a kid.” My mouth dropped open.

“When you’re ready, I’ll tell you a secret.” He said with a smile.

“What secret?” I’m very curious.

“The reason secrets are called secrets, of course, is because you can’t easily know them. If you want to know, you’ll feel better soon.” He pressed my face and said.

“All right…. All right.” I compromised, but what’ll Kenneth’s secret be? I suddenly have a little expectation.