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Triplets on Secret Mission

Chapter 605
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Chapter 605

"Master, let's clean your hands first."

A bodyguard handed Sean a packet of tissues, which he took expressionlessly and used to wipe the blood from his

hands repeatedly. The bright red of the blood hurt him dearly, and he wiped them off even more vigorously. After

he had cleaned the blood off his hands, the bodyguard took the bloodstained tissues away, leaving Sean to wait in

silence.

The treatment was so torturous that Sean, who was always calm and collected, could not sit still any longer. He held

his head with one hand. He was on pins and needles as every second felt like forever. The scene of Molly rushing up

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to him earlier kept flashing back and forth in his mind. The icy sharp weapon mercilessly slashed against her body,

the stinging red blood appearing on her body, and blood oozing in a large swathe in a matter of seconds. The warm

and sticky blood stained his hands.

He felt emotions he had not felt before, at that moment. He was scared—terrified. Molly fell into his arms like a kite

with a broken string and a bloodied wound. There was also a clear pain in his heart, and his body screamed as if

only a rage of anger could relieve it for a bit. He finally lost control of himself after years of being aloof and level-

headed. Now, it was the same.

He stayed in the hospital, feeling sick all over his body, and the only person who could suppress this monstrous

anger had been admitted to the emergency room. He had to make sure that Molly was safe. So much so that with

what was left of his sanity, he contained that fury. But, he was still filled with so much anxiety and unease that they

continued to eat away at his will.

Sean suddenly felt that it was as though this waiting was a punishment. It was to punish him for his incompetence.

All this would not have happened had he stood up earlier, and Molly would not have had her life threatened

repeatedly because of him. She was a doctor, and her hands were important to her. If, because of him, Molly was

left with a medical skill that could no longer be used to heal people, he would spend the rest of his life with remorse

and guilt; a fault that no amount of the Anderson family's money could ever make up for.

At that thought, he slowly looked up at the closed doors. All he wanted was for Molly to be safe and sound no

matter the cost, even if he could never stand up for the rest of his life. He stared intently at the doors of the

emergency room. His gaze deepened with exhaustion and self-recrimination. More than that, there was also a deep

love for her. He grew to understand just how much he loved her. All at once, Sean's fingers twitched, and it became

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equally clear that he was not as powerful as he thought he was.

The emergency room door opened.

The doctor lowered his rolled-up sleeves and came over, upon seeing the man in the doorway. "Fortunately, she

was brought in relatively quickly, and she didn't lose too much blood. Also, no vital parts and organs are affected, so

the patient will recover after a period of recuperation," the doctor said.

"Any injuries elsewhere?" Sean asked.

"No."

Sean finally felt relief. It was fortunate that she was okay. He was a little exhilarated inside, as he was filled with the

joy of cheating death. But, he did not want this feeling—he wanted nothing more to happen to Molly.

After thanking the doctor, Sean followed the nurse and transferred Molly to the ward, where he then watched over

her in silence.