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.

was so thorough, covering every

protected yourself, but for me…” She couldn’t

love was torture, but he also selflessly gave himself away.

blood-soaked cotton balls thrown into the trash. What

doctors and nurses rushed Elgin straight to the operating room.

shut with a clang.

legs and

unfolding, signaling

okay, your hand

She kept praying.

a nurse passing by helped Letitia up, then noticed the blood on her and gasped, “Are

it’s… Letitia paused, “It’s my

blood on her clothes

person

too,” the nurse observed. Your face,

remembered the knife’s

touched her face, it’s a scratch, no big deal.”

a girl who does not care about her face. The nurse took her by the arm. “Girls freak out over a pimple,

“But I…”

you patched up first!”

nurse insisting, Letitia sat in the ER while the doctor carefully dressed her

fine, but your face… The doctor looked concerned. “It might scar.”

I’ve got stuff to

face…

to be by the surgery

staff wouldn’t let

“Letitia! Are you okay? What’s with all

how’s Elgin?”

visibly worried. “I came as soon as I heard. How could this dangerous situation have

down, “It’s a long story.”

“Your face…”

disfigured. That’s the least of my worries.” Letitia replied, “Elgin…

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

her face

face when she pushed his hand away, “That’s good

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