Taming The CEO The Escaping Wife

Chapter 170

“Hang in there, Elgin, the ambulance is on its way, any minute now…” Letitia muttered, “Do it for me, will you? Don’t doze off, hang tough…”

She was scared to death.

Elgin wanted to clean her tears, but he just didn’t have the strength. If he could even save his hand, that’d be a miracle…

Letitia held him, her head against his cheek, just wanting to hold on to him tightly.

“Why’d you have to go and play the fool… why? Shela tells you to hurt yourself and you just do it! And then your went and pulled out the knife. Weren’t you scared of bleeding out? Do you even care about your hand? Listen up, Elgin, if you end up disabled, don’t think I won’t hold it against you! You hear me?! You’ve gotta pull through, you just have to…”

Elgin mustered a weak smile, slowly closing his eyes again.

“Letty…” he spoke with great effort slowly, “Just keep on, keep living…”

With that, Elgin closed his eyes, his hand falling to his side.

“Elgin!” Letitia’s voice pierced the night.

The ambulance arrived with a wail.

The medics loaded Elgin onto the ambulance, and Letitia followed, “I’m his wife, I’m family! Let me come with

him!

Just as the doors closed, she saw Shela lying on the ground.

Samson had rushed over.

Letitia breathed a sigh of relief. Let Samson handle the scene and he’d sort it all out.

She thought about it and tears fell once again.

All this must have been arranged by Elgin before he came to her rescue.

He met with Shela alone, playing down her guard while secretly arranging for bodyguards, which was why so many of them stormed in at the last minute.

Inside, Elgin faced danger while Samson coordinated from outside.

They worked like a well-oiled machine.

thorough, covering every

yourself, but for me…” She couldn’t finish her sentence.

love was torture, but he also

quickly disinfected Elgin’s wounds and stopped the bleeding, with blood-soaked cotton balls

the hospital, the doctors and nurses rushed Elgin straight to the operating room.

shut with a clang.

her legs and

of dawn was gradually unfolding, signaling

got to be okay, your hand has got to be

She kept praying.

Letitia up, then noticed the blood on her and gasped, “Are

not mine, it’s… Letitia paused, “It’s my husband’s.”

her clothes was from

one person

nurse observed. Your face, your

remembered the

face, it’s a

about her face. The nurse took her by the arm. “Girls freak out over a pimple, and here you are with a gash and you’re not rushing to get stitches? You’ll scar!”

“But I…”

patched

sat in the ER while

The doctor looked concerned. “It might

doctor, I’ve got

your face… wait, you need stitches.”

wanting to be by the surgery door to wait for news about

the medical staff wouldn’t let

and shouted, “Letitia! Are you okay? What’s with

how’s

don’t freak out.” Vidonia was visibly worried. “I came as soon as I heard. How could

looked down, “It’s

“Your face…”

the least of my worries.” Letitia

her hand tightly, “Everything’s gonna be okay and you won’t be disfigured.”

care less about her face at this

doctor had just placed the gauze on her face when she pushed his hand away, “That’s good enough, I need to go.”

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