I hurriedly alighted and ran over to his car. “What happened?” I asked.

Ashton turned around upon hearing my voice. “I have encountered a trouble maker. Why are you here?” He was surprised to see me.

“Uncle Louis is back, so John invited us over for dinner.” I had a better look at the girl he was supporting. She was Stella, the reception at Fuller Corporation. Ashton helped her into the car and remarked, “Okay, but we have to send her to the hospital first.”

I nodded in agreement. From a distance, a man came running. It was the guy who proposed to Stella in the lobby.

“Let me go with you, Mr. Fuller,” he requested. His worried gaze never left Stella, who was lying unconscious in the backseat.

Ashton nodded and signaled him to get into the car.

 

I noticed Ashton was injured, so I stopped him from getting into the driver’s seat. He looked at me, baffled.

“You are injured. Let me drive.” I got into the driver’s seat and started the car, not giving him any chance to object.

 

Ashton sat in the passenger seat and kept silent throughout the journey. I had many questions in mind but keep quiet as well since he was not ready to talk about it. Much to the distress of her friend, Stella remained unconscious.

her in. Ashton and I were standing in

arranged for him to get his wounds cleaned up. Next, I went to a nearby mall to get

called out to me in the

Stella’s injury, as he looked disheveled and his face beaded with sweat. “Don’t

queried, “Can you tell

Mr. Fuller, but Stella blocked him. He behaved like a crazy man. Mr. Fuller was worried Sasha’s brother

imagine the scene. What puzzled me was that Shane had always been

Stella instead,” I nodded

we ended our conversation, I went up to the ward, shopping bag in hand. Ashton’s wounds were dressed. The doctor had attended to Stella and found she had suffered head trauma. There were various abrasion wounds on her

on the head, and was also traumatized, so it may take a few hours before she regains consciousness.” The doctor advised as he gave instructions for her to

from any long-term side

rule

looked sullen. “Can we still make it to meet Uncle Louis tonight? If not, I will

me. He took the jacket from me and put it on. “It’s alright. We can head over in a while,” he

he turned to Stella’s friend and asked, “You are Justin,

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