Chapter 19 In the Intensive Care Unit.
Olivia was lying in bed quietly with the ventilator connected to her. Her hands were unable to take in any injections so the nurse could only place the needle on her arm.
Her thighs, knees, and abdomen were covered with bandages, if she had more injuries, she would have been wrapped fully like a mummy.
Her face was as pale as paper, if the ECG machine was not beeping, no one would know that this was a living person.
John stood by her bedside, frowning and he said with a hoarse voice, âOlivia Larson, donât die! I will never allow you to die!â
She would only be his woman, be it dead or alive.
As long as he was alive, he would never give her away to anyone else!
He held her chilly and skinny hand while sitting by the bedside, a trace of heartache flashed through his eyes.
Zac looked at his pretentious look and could not help but frown. âJohn Freeman, get out. I assume she wonât want to see you when she wakes.â
Hearing such, John raised his head and glared at him coldly. âYouâre hiding something, arenât you?â
It was obvious that the doctor wanted to say something earlier, but Zac interrupted him first.
âThe doctor said that Olivia has...â
However, he had no idea what kind of illness Olivia could have.
Her body had always been strong and healthy, unlike Dorothy who could fall sick from the slightest thing.
âYou donât need to know.â
Johnâs eyes were sharp, and his whole body exuded an icy cold aura, all of which showed his anger.
âZac Quinton, tell me.â
Zac took a glance at Olivia in bed and remembered that he. promised her to keep it a secret.
However, he knew Johnâs temper and that he would never give up until he got his answer.
âOlivia has pneumonia and she will get a fever easily if she gets caught in the rain which will lead her to face breathing difficulties.â
John was stunned. âI didnât know that she has pneumonia?â
Zac added, âThe doctor mentioned it the previous time, you can ask for the report if you donât believe it.â
He had already approached the doctor in private, so even if John insisted on getting proof, it would not be a problem.
âThe previous time?â
John was annoyed and he asked, âWhy didnât you tell me?â
If he knew that she had pneumonia, he would never have kept her in the rain for such a long time.
âWhat difference does it make? Do you care?â
âYou were all over Dorothy the previous time and even gave her the last pack of Rh-negative blood, have you ever wanted Olivia to stay alive?â
His words pierced Johnâs heart and he could actually feel the pain in his chest.
At the same time, he wanted to punch Zac back. âHow can he know more about her than myself?â
Even if he did not love Olivia anymore, hi. strong possessiveness would not allow any other men to dream about her, not even Zac Quinton!
âIf you are not Zac Quinton, you wouldâve been dead by now!â
He said with a threatening tone.
Yet, Zac did not care and sneered. âIf it wasnât for me, Olivia would have been dead already.â
Fact indeed.
If Wes did not call him over, Olivia would have died from blood loss, how could she still be alive by now?
Then again...
He looked at Olivia and smiled bitterly in his heart. âDoes she seem alive now?â
After all, if she could not make it through the next 24 hours, this would be the end of her.
Zac felt pitiful for her whenever he thought about her future.
Even if she made it through this time, how about the next?
âHow about lung cancer? Can she survive that?â
âShe was a prideful beauty of Ocean City, how did she end up in such a state?â
âWomen should fear marrying the wrong man, I guess she just loved the wrong man.â
Zac went out of the ward after making sure that John would not harm her and sat in the corridor.
He knew that he was still an outsider by the end of the day.
John was holding Oliviaâs hand in the ward and he sounded surprisingly gentle.
âOlivia Larson, if you make it through this time, letâs make up for each other, shall we?â
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