Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 853

Anderson would send her to the hospital, and whatever happened later, he would take responsibility for it himself.

Jamie had everything planned out before swiftly departing the scene.

Anderson returned to Luna's side and found her looking pale and drifting in and out of consciousness from the loss of blood.

He took a moment to assess her condition before gently lifting her hand and ostensibly examining her injury while discreetly scribbling a message in her palm.

Luna felt a faint scratching sensation. She struggled to open her eyes but was unable to muster the strength to speak, so she silently savored the sensation in her palm.

Before long, Jamie reappeared, prompting Anderson to stand by silently.

As Luna closed her eyes once more, Jamie leaned in close to Anderson and whispered, "Mr. Davison advised caution and mentioned he won't be able to provide you with any bodyguards."

Anderson nodded. "Got it. I'll do my best. If it gets too risky, I'll bring her back. I won't risk my life for a stranger."

Jamie couldn't be happier hearing his determination.

Anderson left Jonell's place with Luna on his back. They walked quite a distance before he spoke softly, "You're gonna stay put in the hospital for now. There are people there who'll lend a hand. I'll swing back here soon, sort some stuff out, then we'll head home."

Luna blinked groggily as she slowly opened her eyes.

It dawned on her... He had penned down the name "Sean Graham."

"You're not dead..." she murmured.

"If I were dead, how would I be here to rescue you?" Anderson replied.

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a while before she could manage to compose herself. "Can we

legs, so we'll be

arms tightly around his neck. "Thank

who was disguised as a

exited the room where Luna was undergoing surgery, and immediately, Xavien arranged for her to

shadows, pulled out his phone, sent a message, and swiftly

in his room when a deafening explosion jolted him awake

The house shook violently.

the room and shouted urgently, "Mr. Davison,

a bullet flew

no mind to his undressed state, and

figure armed with a silenced gun and wearing a terrorist mask

the curtains, his

was shot

a move until he saw

him, his expression filled with concern.

supposed to take to the hospital?" Jonell asked

face tightened with displeasure. "It's late, and you're still worrying about a woman

Jonell's tone grew more

moment, Anderson relented. "She's at the hospital. I was worried about

leave her alone at the

would take care of her. There are thugs everywhere. Whether you leave or stay, your

his things

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