Threatened
Robert's POV

"Ouch!"

My shrill voice boomed throughout the clinic. The face of the guard who was treating my wound looked sour because I was the one who kept screaming.

How can I be silent? It is so hurt and painful. It felt like a very thick and robust acid had dripped the wound.

"Could you lower your voice a little?!" cried Monti.

"Yeah, what your friend said is true, my head is already spinning hearing your screams that were heard earlier. Even though I haven't completely cleaned your blood," said the guard.

"But it hurts so much, and I can't hold back the pain. So I'm sorry, sir..."

I put on a sad face, hoping that Monti and this handsome-looking guard would understand the screams coming from my mouth.

They both sighed in unison as if they were tired of my excuses.

"You have to help me to cover his mouth because I will press the source of his wound," said the guard to Monti.

I widened my eyes, and it felt too much for me to be treated like that. However, before I could argue, Monti
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