Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

q“Then, what else can be done?” asked Sean anxiously.

“I can clean her wounds now to stabilize her condition. There's no problem with that.” Helen said grimly, “However, that won't be able to buy you a lot of time. The priority is still to get Francesco. It's better for you to work on that right away.”

“Okay.” Sean nodded. “Please help to treat Ms. Felch's wounds first.”

With that, Helen attended to Francesca at once.

Danrique exited the ward and gave a command to his subordinates. “Go all out and look for the best doctors in the world. I don't believe that there's only one miracle doctor.”

“Yes, Mr. Lindberg!” Gordon hurried off to carry out his task.

Danrique's phone had since rang multiple times, but he could not be bothered to pick up any calls. He was too distracted by that one thought that kept on playing in his mind - how could he save Francesca?

In the evening, Francesca woke up with a terrible headache. Her whole body was aching too. When she opened her bleary eyes, a familiar handsome face appeared in front of her.

Surprised, she shut her eyes close.

Darn it! Is there no way for me to escape him?

“You're awake!”

so, Danrique pressed the emergency bell

like some water?” he

did not want to engage in a conversation with

everything that happened inside the cave. Thus, she was filled with deep hatred toward him and wished for nothing more than to strangle

injured that her exhausted body could not move a

to

aren't you saying anything?”

at all. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of her rolling eyeballs and knew that she was pretending to sleep. At that instant, he forcefully

b*stard!

had finished reprimanding him, the flaring pain from the wound behind her head throbbed intensely

energy to take care of yourself first instead of scolding people.” Danrique's forehead creased. “Can't you just behave?” He was angry and heartbroken at the same

Francesca got all worked up, but she was too weak to lash out on

team of doctors strode

and don't hurt her,” reminded Danrique while observing from

“Sure thing, Mr. Lindberg.”

Hiss!

you all

“Yes, Mr. Lindberg.”

stop shouting each time I draw a sharp breath? His rage is making them trembling

and appeased the situation. Otherwise, it would have been unbearable for the