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The air in the operating room was still filled with the smell of blood from the surgery.
The medical staff were cleaning up the instruments. Suddenly, someone barged in, startling them.
âSir, you canât come in hereâ¦â
âGet lost! â
With just one word, the whole room went quiet.
Baron Lawrence rushed to the side of the operating table where the little woman with snow-white cheeks was lying, her eyes closed as if asleep.
On that delicate and beautiful face, the scars on her forehead were shocking!
Baron Lawrenceâs eyes flashed with pain, and his fist tightened, his veins bulging on the back of his hand.
He shouldnât have left that night.
Even if he heard her tell Wyndham Howell she didnât like him and was only reluctantly with him for Bobbyâs sake, so what?
At least they were together.
Legitimate, legal, and together.
He would have had plenty of time to make her gradually like him; hasnât he already been patient for so long? Why did he have to turn and leave at that time? Why was he afraid to hear her say she didnât like him? If only he had known what would happen to her alone in the hospitalâ¦
Baron Lawrenceâs eyes turned bloodshot!
Every time he thought back to the way Enna Clark looked at the abandoned factory, he couldnât help but feel the urge to kill!
Damn it!
Baron Lawrence slammed his fist onto the operating table, and the wound on the back of his hand tore open again.
The nurse in the operating room gasped in surprise, covering her mouth with her hand.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
How could such a handsome man be so violent?
Tobiasâ big eyes were still red, like a little rabbitâs. He had clearly been crying recently. He put his hands on the operating table, his teary eyes and baby-like voice hoarse from crying. He called, âMom.â
âMom, wake up.â
âMom, donât scare me.â
He was so pretty that when he cried, he looked like an angel, evoking a maternal instinct in any woman. A female doctor, taking pity on him, squatted down beside him and reminded him kindly, âChild, your mommy is fine.â âBut⦠she hasnât opened her eyes. Before, when the rabbit didnât open its eyes, it never opened them ever again.â
He was talking about a time overseas when Grandma Panda had bought him a pet rabbit that had been bitten by the neighborâs dog and lay bloody and motionless on the lawn. Grandma Panda had told him that the rabbit was just tired and needed to sleep before taking it away. But after that, he never saw the rabbit again.
The female doctor gently stroked his hair to comfort him. âThat was a rabbit. Your mommy is fine. She just needs to rest. Sheâll wake up once sheâs had enough rest. Shall we take your mommy to the ward together?â
Tobias grasped Ennaâs fingertip tightly on the operating table, nodding his head sensibly, âOkay.â
The female doctor stood up and, with a stiff upper lip, said to the gloomy man,
âSir, we need to take the patient to the ward now. Please make way.â
She was particularly afraid of another âget lost.â
Unexpectedly, the cold man pursed his lips and ignored her. Instead, he suddenly picked up the woman from the operating table and gently placed her on a nearby medical cart. He personally grasped the handle of the cart. Turning his face, his cold, hawk-like eyes narrowed, a suppressed gaze fell on her, and his lips brushed together. âWhere is the ward?â
The female doctor stared at him before regaining her senses, pointing outside the operating room and stammering, âItâs in the VIP 1 Area, Room 006..â