Love Has Its Will

Chapter 472 

“Kaff, kaff, kaff…’ 

The shackles on her throat suddenly loosened, and fresh air poured into her throat. Savanna choked and coughed. 

She was pressed against the dining table, her back and hair covered in soup, sticky and uncomfortable. 

Savanna wanted to get up, but because she had just been choked to death, her muscles. were now cramping, and she did not

have the strength to move. 

“Ms. Thompson! Ms. Thompson, are you alright?” 

Lizeth quickly ran over and anxiously helped 

Savanna up from the mess. 

At that time, Brandon stood firmly in front of the dining table. 

The hand that was stuck on Savanna’s neck was stiffly suspended in the air. Brandon slowly raised his hand, his dark eyes full

of disbelief. 

What did Brandon do? 

He almost killed Savanna! 

The most terrifying thing was that when his hand was stuck on Savanna’s neck and pinched hard, Brandon was

completely unconscious. 

It was as if someone had invaded his consciousness and controlled him. 

What exactly was wrong with Brandon? His back was covered in a cold sweat. 

“Ms. Thompson, are you alright? I’ll go upstairs with you to wash up,” said Lizeth as she looked at Savanna’s sorry state. 

Savanna nodded, her throat was now tight, and she felt that she was still being strangled. Her lips were numb, and she could not

speak at all. 

“Slow down.” Lizeth supported Savanna, trying to bypass Brandon standing in the way. 

At that time, Brandon, who was standing in front of the table, had a gloomy expression on his face, and his entire body emitted a

rustling cold air as if he was a terrifying monster. 

Just as Lizeth and Savanna walked to the side, Brandon stepped forward and blocked their way once again. 

Savanna saw him come closer. Her back tightened. She retreated two steps in fear. 

“Don’t come over!” Savanna’s dry throat made a hoarse sound. 

Brandon saw Savanna’s reaction and felt helpless like a child who had made a mistake, saying, “Savanna, I lost

control. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” 

Savanna retreated to a position 3 feet away from him. Like a deer, her eyes were particularly vigilant. 

“You…” As soon as she spoke, her throat began to hurt again. She swallowed hard. 

“Don’t touch me.” 

“I’ll take you to the hospital. Let’s go to the hospital and check if there are any serious. problems.” Brandon tried to

set things right. 

Savanna ignored him and tugged Lizeth’s arm, saying, “Help me go upstairs to wash up.” 

Savanna’s long hair was stained with vegetable leaves and her clothes were soaked with soup. It was very

uncomfortable for her. 

Lizeth understood and quickly helped 

Savanna to go upstairs. As Lizeth walked, she instructed, “Ms. Thompson, be careful.” 

Brandon stood downstairs and felt a wave of regret when he saw the weak figure of Savanna climbing the stairs

with difficulty. 

Whether or not it was really out of control, this could not be the reason for Brandon to hurt Savanna. 

In the middle of the stairs, Brandon made up his mind to fix this. He then grabbed 

Savanna with both hands and lifted her. 

“Ah!” Savanna exclaimed and curled up like a frightened rabbit. 

“Put me down.” The voice was still hoarse, and there was a tremor in it. 

Brandon had no intention of letting Savanna 

“I’ll carry you up,” said Brandon. 

Afraid of angering him again and afraid of something more serious than pinching his neck might happen to her,

Savanna did not dare to struggle anymore and had to resign herself to fate and shrink into Brandon’s arms. 

Brandon tightened his arms and carried 

Savanna upstairs. He clearly felt Savanna in his arms trembling. 

She was afraid. 

Brandon carried Savanna into the bathroom and filled the bathtub with hot water before turning to leave. 

“Go ahead and wash up. I’ll be waiting outside the door. Call me if you need anything,” said Brandon. 

Savanna sat at the edge of the bathtub, not moving at all. Her pair of deer eyes stared at him warily. 

It was not until Brandon closed the bathroom door that Savanna untied her dirty clothes and lay naked in the

bathtub. 

There was the smell of vegetable soup on her hair, and there was a faint smell of blood in her throat. Her body was

cold, and her whole body was surrounded by the fear that could not be washed clean by hot water. Knock, knock,

knock. 

There was a knock on the bathroom door. 

Savanna shuddered in fear, and her face turned pale. “Who is this?” Ask Savanna. 

Brandon’s voice sounded from the door. 

“Savanna, your clothes are dirty. I brought you a clean set of clothes and placed them at the door. When you come

out after taking a shower, we will go to the hospital.” 

Savanna kept silent until the sound of footsteps gradually faded away from the outside. Only then did she let out a

sigh of relief and soak her body back in the hot water. 

Brandon knocked on the door and came in after Savanna took a shower and put on her clothes. He reached out

and said, “Savanna, I’ll take you to the hospital for a checkup.” 

Brandon was really afraid something might happen to Savanna. So he had to take her to the hospital to check it

out. 

Savanna took two steps back and shrank nervously in the corner, saying, “No, I’m fine.” 

What Savanna needed to go to now was not the hospital, but a place without him. 

Otherwise, as soon as Savanna saw him, she would think of the suffocation from being choked on the throat and on

the verge of death. 

“Savanna, you have to go to the hospital now.” Brandon’s attitude was firm, and hist eyes darkened. 

Seeing the man’s face become more serious, Savanna immediately became uneasy, her fingers twisting the corner of her clothes. 

Brandon walked forward and held her hand, saying, “Trust me, I will not hurt you again.” 

Savanna did not make a sound, but her face suddenly turned ashen, and her hand that was being held could not stop trembling. 

Brandon naturally felt her resistance, but he still personally drove her to the hospital for a comprehensive examination. 

Fortunately, nothing severe happened to Savanna. Only her throat was a little compressed, causing a slight inflammation. 

The doctor’s suggestion was to talk less and rest more to calm down. 

Brandon let out a sigh of relief. He said, 

“Savanna. Fortunately, you’re fine.” 

Savanna took the initiative to distance herself from him and discussed with the doctor, “I feel uncomfortable and breathless. 

Can I be hospitalized?” 

The doctor looked at them and guessed they were a husband and wife who had just had a fight. The doctor looked at Brandon as if

he was silently asking for advice. 

“If she wants to stay in the hospital, she can stay. If anything happens in the hospital, it will be easy to deal with.” Brandon nodded

in agreement. 

Savanna, under the arrangement of the doctor, moved into the ward as she wished. 

The VIP ward was not much like a hospital. Instead, it was like a hotel suite. 

The bed was soft, and there were flowers on the bed. 

Savanna did not want to talk to the man standing in the ward, so she deliberately lay in bed and closed her eyes to pretend

to sleep. 

“Savanna, are you tired?” Brandon asked softly. 

Savanna did not pay attention to him, but quietly lay down, hands folded on her stomach as if she had fallen asleep. 

“Go to sleep.” Brandon opened the door and gently pushed out. 

The moment the door closed, Savanna opened her eyes again. Even if she changed the place, she could not sleep at all now. 

As soon as Savanna closed her eyes, her mind was filled with the scene of Brandon reaching out to choke her. 

Brandon’s face was gloomy, his eyes red. 

It was as if he was there to claim her life. 

How terrifying. 

Savanna shrank under the quilt, and her body could not help but tremble.