Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 958

Helen started to think she might be overreacting. As she stepped back, the knocking grew louder and more insistent.

What on earth? Who could be making such a racket at this hour?

Annoyed, Helen checked the peephole once more, but the hallway remained empty—no one was in sight, not even a shadow.

She frowned, considering the possibility that it might be a mischievous child. It made sense—children were shorter and might not be visible through the peephole.

Just then, a heavy thud resonated from the bottom of the door.

Helen was sure it was a child.

"Alright, you little troublemaker. What are you doing out here at this hour causing a commotion? Just wait until I give you a piece of my mind," she thought, taking a deep breath.

With a stern expression, Helen yanked the door open with a firm tug. Before she could react, a man staggered through the door and fell to the floor, his head landing right at her feet.

Helen immediately recognized him as Otto.

His forehead was slick with cold sweat, and his clothes were stained with blood. A steady stream of blood was seeping from his abdomen—clearly the cause of his unconsciousness.

Seeing his familiar face, Helen was overwhelmed by a rush of emotions. Despite the shock, her medical training kicked in.

She dragged him inside and gently placed him on the couch. Without wasting any time, she began attending to his injuries.

"You're lucky the hotel's first aid kit is still here," Helen said, retrieving the medical kit.

She carefully unbuttoned Otto's clothing and started to assess his condition.

His injuries were more severe than she had expected, and it was evident that he would need stitches. Unfortunately, the kit only contained basic supplies.

Helen rolled her eyes and pressed the cotton ball down more firmly.

"Ouch—" Otto winced in pain.

Helen's lips curled into a mischievous grin.

Seeing her amused expression, Otto sighed in resignation. It appeared Helen could be quite harsh as well.

Yet, there was a bittersweet realization—she always had a unique way of caring for him.

As Chandler, he had known her for her exceptional gentleness and patience. Now, as Otto, he was faced with her fiery and intense demeanor.

He had seen many facets of her personality. Even though the pain made him break out in a cold sweat, he felt a sense of contentment.