The Revenge of My Alluring Wife by Raven

Chapter 117 Lungs Were Almost Shattered

Meanwhile, Henry slowly retracted his hand from the car door, his brows furrowed. Alexander

excitedly chuckled, “Henry, it seems like your plan to jump off the car failed.”

“This bus driver is a good person.” Alexander looked at the bus logo through the rearview mirror, finding it familiar, “Isn’t this the hotel’s bus?”

Henry suddenly turned around, saw Evelyn’s exhausted body lying in front of the windshield, and he felt his heart being squeezed tightly.

“Turn around and go back.”

Alexander was bewildered; they had just escaped danger, and going back now would be

suicidal, wouldn’t it?

Noah’s face darkened slightly. Looking at Henry’s reaction, he seemed to have guessed something but he was unwilling to believe it. How could that woman, who was afraid of death, do something like this? It’s impossible.

Alexander wanted to emphasize again that their car was still in forced autopilot mode when suddenly a foot swiped across his face, landing harshly on the control panel.

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Chapter 117 Lungs Were Almost Shattered

“F uck… Henry… My face!” Alexander roared, narrowly avoiding disfigurement.

“I said, go back.”

This command, laced with a chilling hostility, instantly swept through the entire car. Alexander, subconsciously turning the direction and stepping on the gas, didn’t dare to make a sound.

In a daze, Evelyn felt like she had fallen into a firm embrace…

Inside the hospital.

guarded a hospital

stood at

and Alexander silently watched Henry, not daring to

lips, her face as pale as paper. If it weren’t for the faint breath, no

enveloped

sharp gaze swept across

the impact was too strong, and Madam’s lungs were almost shattered.

Foley trembled. Actually, he wanted to tell the boss

have the courage.

for a moment and spoke

On the way to Frank, he kept his fingers crossed that Evelyn

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top speed. After carefully examining Evelyn, he glared at

prank on me?” Frank pushed Henry, “What have I offend you,

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head, “What do you mean?

Why are you all talking about her as if she’s about to

Minor injuries?

that be

half an hour ago, and the cra

were clearly visible.

you… have you checked it

sneered, “What do you mean? Dean Foley, do you

I wouldn’t dare…” Dean Foley shook his head and handed over the

a

glanced casually, and then his brows furrowed tightly. He asked Dean Foley in a low

the boss’s private and exclusive equipment for Madam; there was no way

and said, “Take

sent back to the