"Young Master, when you saved Miss Campbell just now, your movement was too intense; your arm must have been injured. Let me get some medicine to apply to it," said the servant.
"Must have been," yet in fact, the butler saw it all with his own eyes.
At that moment, although his legs went weak with fright, his sight was not impaired. The Young Master threw caution to the wind and leaped out the window.
His arm struck against the wall beside the window; the impact was so strong that it must have swollen.
But at that time, the Young Master had only Miss Campbell on his mind, and he probably did not notice the injury at all—he might not have even felt the pain.
Ethan White moved his arm, only then feeling a severe pain in his elbow.
The butler stepped forward and, looking at Ethan's swollen elbow, sighed helplessly.
