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The car fell silent.

Fletcher quickly attended to Morwenna's injuries.

Stuart held her tight, motionless.

Drops of blood fell in the car, mingling together as if becoming one.

Instead of heading back to the city center, they drove to the nearest hospital.

Fletcher pulled some strings to secure an entire floor of the hospital.

Morwenna needed a thorough examination right away to check for possible internal bleeding or organ damage. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Keegan, Stuart's right-hand man, couldn't help but say, "Mr. Hetfield, you're injured too. You should get treated first. There's radiation in the X-ray room. I'll stay with Morwenna. Dr. Vaughn will take good care of her, nothing will go wrong."

Fletcher rolled his eyes at the futile persuasion.

"If that could work, don't you think I would have already convinced him?" he thought.

"No need." Stuart walked straight into the X-ray room.

Keegan tried to protest.

"Keegan, the only way you'll get Mr. Hetfield to see

hurried in after them and closed the door of the

the examination, Morwenna was

Fletcher's directions,

Stuart felt

were commonplace for

as long as you weren't dead, anything else

worried, afraid of what they might find wrong with

she had suffered

running with a look of surprise, "Stuart, Morwenna is fine. The worst is a fracture. The rest are just superficial injuries. She'll need a few stitches

finally relaxed

was carried back

clean up Morwenna's severely

cut, and the index finger

heart, remembering how the dagger had been aimed at him and how Morwenna had caught it with her

wound was deep and

gang leader, the assailant had mercilessly broken her

the wound, administered anesthesia, and stitched up

Morwenna