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

he went dashing out of the room and

passed midnight

in the hospital at this hour, just a sleepy receptionist

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

He snarled, “She needs a

inside to call for the doctors. A

set Janet down on the bed. His

“…Save her.”

with bloodshot

try our best, my

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

winced at his furious growl,

leaves the emergency room with a single scar on

nurse staggered backward in

was very charming. He was even friendly

seen their King

of control.

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

heavily and

the bed

slumped onto the

back and buried his face

was shaking…Even his soul was

much to him until

covered in blood,

was

fear was so strong that

tried to run away

was capable of was locking her in a dark room and that

then

the love of his life and almost

nose.

hands together, his

eyes blazed

this…He would make that person regret ever

“My King.”

came back to his side and handed him a clean

put

didn’t take the

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