Chapter 231

Westin dashed into the room.

He held Janet in his arms, his hands shaking.

“No…NO!!!”

He pressed his hand to her wound and tried to stop the bleeding. But it didn’t work.

Her breathing was shallow. Her face was pale.

It almost felt as though she was dying.

“Janet… Janet please…” he pressed his forehead against hers, choking in panic, “Come back to me…God please…”

Tears welled up in his eyes.

He hadn’t shed a single tear since he buried his parents at 7 years old.

A mixture of strong emotions overwhelmed him at this very moment, fear, sorrow, and rage…

WHO DID THIS TO HER!

“My King!” Clemente rushed into the room with a bucket of water.

He poured the water on the roaring fire. But it didn’t kill the fire.

“King! We should get out of here!” Clemente grabbed Westin’s shoulder, crying hastily. “The fire is getting stronger. And Princess Janet needs treatment!”

Westin was snapped back to reality from his sorrow.

He reached his hands out to pick Janet up from the ground.

Janet struggled her eyes open a slit.

“…Cle…Clemente…” she murmured weakly, stretching out her hand to Clemente.

Westin’s face changed abruptly.

Why did she want Clemente instead?

Did she trust Clemente now more than she trust him?!

“My King,” Clemente bent his back. “Do you want me to-”

“NO!” Westin snapped.

the ground and held her closely to his chest as

the room and

had passed

were no patients in the hospital at this hour, just

the wall with a loud bang and saw Westin dashed in carrying a woman covered

snarled, “She needs a

doctors. A couple of nurses rushed out with

Janet down on the bed. His hands

“…Save her.”

stared at the nurses with bloodshot

our best,

try!” his gorgeous face consorted with rage, “I want you to do whatever it

at his furious

QUEEN! If she leaves the emergency room with a single

staggered backward

was very charming. He

had they seen their King this furious, this worried, this

of control.

sleeve, “My king, they

heavily and took

the bed

onto the bench

back and buried his face into his

shaking…Even his soul was

much to him until

covered in blood, her eyes

fear was losing

was so strong that it almost consumed

was furious to find that she tried to run away from him, he couldn’t do any

he was capable of was locking her in a dark room

happy–if not happy then at

love of his life and almost burned her

nose.

his hands together, his knuckles turning

blazed with

did this…He would make that person regret ever being

“My King.”

side and handed him a clean

put some of Janet’s

take the towel from

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