When Aryan returned home, Edward was lying on the bed, and Cindy was busy taking care of him. Aryan looked at them coldly.
"Where have you been? Your father is sick. And you keep upsetting him. He misses you. You have time to date Kaylah, but you can't pay more attention to your father?"
"Shut up!"
Cindy sighed and stood at the side.
Aryan glanced at Edward and sneered.
"You're still alive? I thought you died."
Hearing this, Edward was burning with anger. He pointed at Aryan with one hand and picked up the fruit knife Cindy had placed beside him with another hand. Then he threw it at Aryan.
Aryan reached out to stop him. The fruit knife fell to the ground with a clang.
Aryan glanced at the knife on the ground and smiled coldly.
"You didn't hit me. Are you disappointed?"
However, Aryan's wrist was cut by the knife, and blood dripped down.