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.

off the ground and held her closely to

of the room and headed straight

passed

hospital at this hour, just a

the wall with a

snarled, “She needs

inside to call for the doctors. A couple of nurses rushed out with a

bed. His hands were shaking

“…Save her.”

the nurses with bloodshot

our

face consorted with rage, “I want you to do whatever it takes to save

at his furious growl, “U–Understood, my

she leaves the emergency room with a single scar on her body, you will all be

staggered backward

was very charming. He was

had they seen their King this furious, this worried,

of control.

at Westin’s sleeve, “My king, they get it…Let

breathed heavily and

rolled the bed into the emergency room and shut

onto the bench

arched his back and buried his face into

body was shaking…Even his

didn’t even know that Janet meant this much to him until he saw

blood, her eyes

fear was

was so strong

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

locking her in

be happy–if not happy then at least safe under his

his life and almost

nose.

hands together, his

blazed

did this…He would make that person regret

“My King.”

came back to his side and handed him

he had put some of Janet’s blood onto his

take the towel

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