The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Just then, Foreman suddenly stepped in front of Stella.

The blade drove straight into his chest.

Stella gasped in horror. "Foreman!"

Seizing the moment, one of the bodyguards pinned the assassin to the ground.

Foreman, as if numb to the pain, turned his head and looked at Stella.

"Star, are you alright?"

Stella stared at the knife jutting from his chest, her voice trembling uncontrollably.

"I'm fine, but you..."

Foreman's face had drained of all color, yet he still tried to reassure her.

"As long as you're safe, that's all that matters. I'll be okay..."

The would-be killers were quickly subdued by both Foreman's and Neville's security teams.

Only when the danger had finally passed did Foreman's strength seem to leave him-he collapsed, unconscious.

glow above the operating room door burned into Stella's vision as she waited outside, her face

her-insisting Foreman was tough and would pull through-Stella's nerves were wound tight as a

hoarse. "He's already been hurt once for me. His last wounds aren't even healed, and now

Foreman's chest, right before her eyes, haunted

her mouth, as if to say something, but in

in front of Stella, without a second

hesitation, Abby said quietly, "Maybe we should call Neville. Let him come

been far too

both she and Stella might have died right there. Leonard's people were ruthless-first Haynes, now Stella. Did they really think

said softly, "And what if Neville ends up like Haynes...

already owe both of them so much. I can't drag

"If Leonard really wants me dead, then

let out a

even Foreman's men hadn't been able

might just

minute, until finally the light above the operating room

Richards didn't suffer any critical injuries," he reported. "There's no immediate threat to his life. He lost a

and Abby allow themselves to breathe

me move my things to

I'm going to take care of