The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 153

Lucian scooped her up and strode forward. When he reached the entrance, he told James, “Take care of these folks for me, will ya?”

“Got it”

James glanced at Randal sprawled out on the ground, his pain so severe he’d passed out like a fat pig. He gave him a kick and muttered, “What on earth possessed

you to cross Lucian?”

At the hospital, the doctor urgently treated Allison’s forehead wound, then turned to the grim man and said, “She’s not too badly hurt. Her wound has been stitched up and she needs to rest. She should wake up by tomorrow.”

“Sir, your back wound…” The nurse was cleaning her suturing tools when she noticed the blood seeping through Lucian’s silver–grey shirt.

Lucian seemed unfazed by the pain.

“Let me treat that for you. The nurse offered.

was deep. The nurse suggested an antibiotic shot. All the while,

pale. Her small face was obscured by a large bandage

sure what he was feeling. Was he angry? Hell yes. The sight of that jerk trying to hurt Allison made him want to kill the guy

he so mad? Lucian clenched his lips, his emotions becoming clearer. He was

“No.. no…”

closed his eyes to rest, only to be awakened by a woman’s whisper. It was the middle of

a dream; her face was pale and sweaty

up, Allison. Open

voice shattered her dream, like a path appearing

her eyes. Her gaze fell on the man’s face. “Lucian…”

quivered. “It’s really you…”

at the end of it, she saw a bright light and

smirked. “Who else did you expect? Your old flame,

up on the bed, trying to

leaned back against the headboard. “How did you

you call