Sentenced to Marriage by MadlainQ

Chapter 121

Saved

I opened my eyes and laced the bright sun rays creeping through the window of a familiar hospital room in Aren’s clinic. It took me a while before my brain fully acknowledged that I was sate. Once I did, I let out a soft exhale along with a few tears. I was lying still as the memories flashed back before my eyes, making me wonder what had happened and how I had found myself in the clinic. I thought of sitting up. I lifted my head and instantly welcomed an overwhelming headache.

“Miranda said that you shouldn’t move.” I heard Chris’s voice and saw him leaning over me a second later. “I can pull up the bed if you want to sit.” His lips curled into a faint smile.

I nodded, looking at him numbly and processing why he was in my room. As he pulled my bed up so I could sit, I took a closer look at him. He was wearing a black T-shirt and a pair of combat pants, but even the dark fabric couldn’t hide the dried bloodstains-proof of the fight. Only then did I realize that it was his voice I heard just before I passed out. “Thank you,” I mumbled, tugging at the hem of his shirt.

He stretched his lips into a grin, but his eyes reflected nothing aside from concern. He grabbed my hand, took it away from his shirt, and put it on the bed. “Don’t mention it,” he said softly.

My mouth was dry like a desert. I reached my hand to get a glass of water that stood on the bedside cabinet, but Chris was first.

“I’ll do it. You shouldn’t move your hands too much.”

I raised my eyebrows, wondering why he mentioned my hands until I looked at my wrists covered by bandages that already had stains soaked with blood.

Chris followed my gaze and put the glass back on the bedside cabinet. “Stay still! I’ll get Miranda!” He rushed to the door.

hurt,” I

while opening

but that smile disappeared as I recalled Ian Haskett’s words. Was there any truth in what he’d said? I didn’t want to believe it. I had known for a long time that Aren was a player. He could have been cruel and

had a mild concussion. There are some bruises on your back, chest, and legs, but your wrists… I don’t know what that

I knew they were sharp-edged but…” I

my wounds looked like they

of it was that these cuts didn’t seem

tore or cut your skin, it infected your wounds. But don’t worry, Aren is getting special ointments to help

he?” “He is coming today. He should land in New York in about two

are you

a bad feeling and he ordered me to come back from Paris yesterday to

know.”What about Benjamin?” I asked anxiously. “Oh, he’ll be fine,” Miranda

in another drip of painkillers. They made me bemused, but my other choice was to feel the skin on my wrist as if it was constantly burning. Obviously, I would rather lose my focus than writhe in pain… Once Miranda finished treating my wounds, she left my room, telling me that I should get some rest. Chris followed her, but

are you absolutely sure that you are ready to hear it?” I fisted my hand and gave him a

Diamond Tower. As soon as I informed Neil and the security, they started checking the footage.

top of his. “But you saved me, Chris… You saved my life…” I muttered. I was surprised by the way his emotions surfaced. It was the kind of reaction I would expect from someone who had feelings for

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