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“Patrick...”
Gwendolyn started sobbing hysterically, terrified that he would die.
If it weren't because he wanted to save me, he wouldn't have gotten hurt. It's my fault for being such an
idiot! I didn't move quickly enough because I got my leg injured.
After that, Patrick fell unconscious again. The ambulance soon arrived and brought him to the nearest
hospital, which happened to be one of the hospitals run by Kevin's family.
Once Patrick had been wheeled into the operating room, Kevin hurried over to Gwendolyn in a white
coat.
He saw that she was crying pitifully, then glanced at her leg.
Bending down, he picked her up in his arms and said, “Pat's operation will take more than two hours. I'll
carry you to get your leg bandaged first.”
Gwendolyn slowly raised her head when she heard his voice.
“Kevin, Patrick... He's not going to die, right? I don't want him to die!” she wailed in an almost frenzied
state, both hands clutching tightly at Kevin's collar.
Kevin furrowed his brows slightly. “He'll be fine. We have the best neurosurgeons here, so don't worry.
We need to tend to your leg before it gets worse.”
That brat is hardy, so I'm sure he'll pull through. But if something happens to his woman, he'll be out for
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtmy blood.
Gwendolyn calmed down a little after hearing his reassurances, but she quickly started fretting again.
“Is he really going to be all right? It's all my fault. I become such an idiot when I'm in a panic, so much
so that it didn't occur to me that I could protect myself! It's my fault!” she wailed, letting out heart-
wrenching sobs.
Kevin felt at a loss for what to do. It looks like I'll have to sedate her. If she goes on like this, she might
have a mental breakdown.
He carried her into a small operating room, then administered a sedative after laying her on the
operating table. Soon, she was out for the count.
Since he still had to remove the bullet, he decided it was better for her to be sedated.
By the time Gwendolyn woke up, three hours had already passed. She sat up abruptly, and Lucy
sprang to her feet.
“Are you okay, Gwen?”
Lucy looked like she had been crying nonstop with her reddened eyes. She had also been distressed
after seeing Gwendolyn in that state.
After her eyes had adjusted to the light, Gwendolyn looked around and realized she was in a hospital
ward. That was when she knew everything she remembered was real. We got ambushed, and Patrick's
head was wounded!
“Where's Patrick? Where is he?”
Seeing Gwendolyn so frantic, Lucy knew it was because she was sick with worry. Lucy had heard from
Lucas that Patrick had gotten hurt while protecting Gwendolyn.
“Gwen, everything's fine. He's resting in the ward next door. He won't be up for a while. He'll only wake
up tomorrow.”
Gwendolyn tried to get down from the bed, but she gasped at the sharp pain that shot through her leg
when she moved.
“Ouch...” she hissed.
Hurrying to help her, Lucy said, “Don't panic. You can go over in a wheelchair.”
Lucy went to get a nurse, and they both helped Gwendolyn into a wheelchair. Then, she pushed
Gwendolyn to the ward next door.
Kevin had not dared to inform Gwendolyn's family about what happened for fear of alarming the
triplets.
Of course, he had not dared to inform Patrick's family either.
John was standing guard inside the ward. He was the leader of Patrick's bodyguards and the most
loyal of Patrick's men.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhen he saw the two ladies enter the ward, he rose to his feet and nodded slightly at Gwendolyn.
“Ms. Ashton.”
Patrick's men all knew Gwendolyn. They were aware of how important she was to Patrick, and they
had to protect her as well.
But for New Year this year, all of us were on holiday, and there was no one with Mr. Lowen. Given Mr.
Lowen's capabilities, we were sure nothing untoward would happen. After all, there had been many
other assassination attempts previously. But even with dozens of men surrounding him and trying to
attack him, Mr. Lowen had always been able to escape unscathed. What happened this time was
unexpected indeed.
John was full of regret. I shouldn't have gone home. I should've stayed by Mr. Lowen's side to protect
him.
Gwendolyn gave a slight nod in response, then turned her swollen eyes impatiently toward the hospital
bed.
She was frightened by the sight that greeted her. There was an oxygen mask over Patrick's face and
various machines next to the bed. His head was bandaged in gauze, and his eyes were tightly closed.
She pressed the buttons on the wheelchair and maneuvered it over to the side of the hospital bed.
Reaching out to hold Patrick's hand, she saw a medical device clipped onto his finger.
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