Chapter 375
Kevan’s ward was surrounded by muscular bodyguards dressed in black suits. Larissa immediately
sensed that something was wrong
upon seeing the presence of these bodyguards.
Kevan’s assistant, who was waiting at the door, seemed confused when he exchanged greetings with
Dylan. He looked at Larissa and
asked, “Who is this?”
Larissa felt a sense of awkwardness, uncertain whether she should leave or stay. Dylan fell the same.
However, he couldn’t afford to worry
about such things at the moment and gave a brief introduction, saying. “This is Larissa, Kevan’s wife.”
The assistant’s eyes widened in astonishment, as if he had never heard of her before.
Dylan then pointed toward the room and Inquired. “How is he doing?”
The assistant’s expression immediately turned grave, and the atmosphere grew heavy.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe replied, “He just underwent surgery, and the bullet has been successfully removed from his body,
but he hasn’t regained.
consciousness yet.”
Larissa exclaimed upon hearing this, “Bullet? What exactly happened?” It was just a wedding. How
could it tum so dangerous?
The assistant led them to an empty ward next door, and after ensuring there was no one
eavesdropping, he explained, “An old enemy of Cody’s did this. He intended to kill Cody, but instead,
Mr. Rogers got injured.”
Dylan furrowed his brow and questioned. “Are you certain it was an accident?”
The assistant pursed his lips and replied. “The assassin has been captured, and he claims it was an
accident. However, the authenticity of his statement remains doubtful.”
Dylan further inquired, “Were there any other injuries besides Kevan?”
The assistant responded, “Cody sustained minor injuries but didn’t require hospitalization. Apart from
that no one else was injured.”
“Where are the others?”
The assistant replied. “They are all staying at the hotel waiting to fly back home.”
“And Ruby?”
“She’s also at the hotel.”
Dylan sneered and remarked, “Kevan is in critical condition, yet Ruby hasn’t even come to see him
once.”
The assistant did not comment and remained silent.
“Let’s go and see Kevan,” Dylan said, signaling Larissa to follow him.
Kevan was staying in the best single-patient room in the entire hospital although the conditions were
worse than in an ordinary ward in their home country. The room was devoid of any furnishings except
for a bed.
Kevan was surrounded by numerous tubes, as he was lying on the bed with closed eyes. His
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmcomplexion was pale, and even his thin, red lips had lost their color. He appeared lifeless.
Larissa’s body swayed when she saw Kevan’s state, but she managed to steady herself by holding
onto the wall. Step by step, she approached him and looked down at him.
At that moment, a feeling of déjà vu washed over her. She had seen a similar scene somewhere
before-many years ago, a young man she had found by the roadside had also lain quietly on a hospital
bed. Only the fluctuating lines on the bedside vital signs monitor indicated that he was still alive.
Dylan turned to the assistant and asked, “Did the doctor mention when he’d wake up?”
The assistant gave an ambiguous response, saying, “It could be the next second, or it could take
several days. The doctor is uncertain. After all the medical capabilities here are limited…”
Dylan was eager to bring Kevan back to their home country for treatment, so he inquired, “When can
he be transferred to another hospital?”
1/2
days. Il everything goes well they will arrange for the transfer.”
Dylan and the assistant left together, mentioning that they were going to meet with the local police to
learn more about the incident Larissa was left alone in Kevan’s ward. Before departing, the assistant
brought her a reclining chair from somewhere so she could rest on
It considering she hadn’t slept all night. However, sleep eluded her.