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.

burned into Stella's vision as she waited outside, her

tried to comfort her-insisting Foreman was tough and would pull through-Stella's nerves

aren't even healed, and now

chest, right before her eyes, haunted

mouth, as if to say something, but in the end, she

in front of Stella, without a

moment's hesitation, Abby said quietly, "Maybe we

far too many

there. Leonard's people were ruthless-first Haynes, now Stella. Did

said softly, "And what if Neville ends

her eyes. "I already owe both of them so much. I can't drag anyone else into

me dead, then let

let out a long,

had a point. This was Sandford, and even Foreman's men

Neville came, he might just be throwing

by, minute after excruciating minute, until finally the light above the operating room flicked

critical injuries," he reported. "There's no immediate threat to his life. He

Abby allow

"Abby, help me move my

I'm going to take care of him for