Love Unspoken

Chapter 1551

Chapter 1551

Out of nowhere, a car came barreling towards the three attackers.

The blinding headlights made them freeze. In that split second, the car slammed into them, sending them flying into a nearby trash can with a loud crash. Calvin spun around in shock as the car screeched to a halt in front of him.

"Get in," a voice called out.

Calvin hesitated for a moment but then bolted to the car, yanked the door open, and jumped in.

The car took off, and he collapsed in the back seat, letting out a long sigh of relief.

"Mr. Lynch, there's some tissue in the back. Use it," Sean said.

Calvin grabbed the tissue, pulled some out, and pressed it against his abdomen and thighs to stop the bleeding.

Sean navigated through one alley after another, finally stopping in front of a run-down building.

He got out, opened the back door, and asked, "Mr. Lynch, you okay?"

Calvin opened his eyes slightly, then closed them weakly. "Not dead yet."

After resting for a moment, he sat up, pressing the tissues against his abdomen. The large wad of tissues was completely soaked in blood.

The wound wasn't deep, but after fighting with those guys for so long, he had lost a lot of blood, and the wound was probably infected. Sean helped him out of the car.

Calvin was already out of strength, leaning entirely on Sean. He weakly asked, "How did you know I was here?"

"Aren't you here every day?" Sean replied.

Calvin chuckled bitterly. "Looks like they've been scouting too. I'll have to change places next time."

late at night.

I do? Go

careful here, but

is safe. They have their ways," Calvin agreed. He knew from his own experience that if they wanted to kill someone, they could track

difference. Capturing someone alive is even

look for him. Taking

He couldn't help

It's

living

At least I can get a

climbing six flights of stairs, he

and helped him

staggered into the room and looked up to see

eyes. "Am I

gaze. "Nope. Mr. Kennedy's

away and limped towards

stood up from the couch, looking him up and down. Calvin looked pretty rough, covered in blood

grabbed Alexander's arm, squeezing it. "You're really

dirty hand. "Calvin, you're hurt. Take care

and plopped down on the couch,

wounds. Calvin leaned back on the couch, muttering, "Damn it, if this were my turf, would I let those bastards hurt me so easily?" Alexander didn't respond, just quietly watched Sean

fatal. Calvin was just weakened

about to pass out, but the pain from the

the wounds were treated, Calvin was drenched in

like a rag doll

didn't come, you'd

drank too much. I've been fine

about tonight. Do you know why they attacked you tonight?" Alexander

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