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.

closely to his chest as though she was

of the room and headed

had passed

this hour, just a sleepy receptionist at the front

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

snarled, “She

to call for the doctors. A

set Janet down on the bed. His hands were shaking

“…Save her.”

stared at the nurses with bloodshot eyes,

try our

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

at his furious growl, “U–Understood,

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

staggered backward in

was very charming. He was even friendly to

seen their

of control.

at Westin’s sleeve, “My king, they get

and took a

rolled the bed into the emergency

slumped onto the

his back and buried his

body was shaking…Even his soul

that Janet meant this much to him until he saw her lying on

in blood, her

was

was so strong that it almost

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

worst thing he was capable of was locking her in a dark room and that was

be happy–if not happy then at least safe

of his life and almost burned her right under

nose.

hands together,

eyes blazed with

this…He would make that

“My King.”

to his side and handed him

he had put some of Janet’s

he didn’t take the towel from

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