You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1789: It's Not Over

Luther lifted Anderson upright, holding the small body closely to his chest, tightening his embrace as he felt a surge of fear.

“Is Anderson injured?” Felix stepped forward, concerned. He touched Anderson's forehead. "He's unconscious. With the living room in that state, I'm not sure if his eardrums will be affected. It's also possible that he has a concussion. You should take him to the hospital as soon as possible.”

Luther nodded. “Felix, I'm really sorry about Vicki." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Felix patted Luther's shoulder. "Don't say those useless words. I'll find a way to handle it. The situation outside is chaotic, so I'll withdraw my men. If you need any further assistance, just let me know."

Luther then instructed the leader of the mercenaries, "This is Mr. Saunders. You'll follow him and obey his orders. Your task now is to protect Mr. Saunders."

"Yes," the leader of the mercenaries replied.

Felix nodded. "Alright. I won't stand on ceremony. Some of my men were injured tonight, and we're short on manpower. Take care of yourself."

After saying that, Felix turned and left.

He walked faster and faster, pretending to be carefree, but his heart was heavy with worry. Vicki had been taken away by Cloud, and he hated himself for it. He couldn't predict how Cloud would treat Vicki. He was both afraid and concerned.

the SUVs brought by Cloud had blocked the avenue. Luther left the special forces to handle the situation while he carried Anderson and rushed toward the entrance,

Alisha were still at the hospital, and he couldn't bear to stay away from them

come with them drove another car, taking Mr. Arnold and the other injured

phone and arranged for medical carts and a medical team. He also

soon as they arrived, the medical personnel swiftly took

waited outside the CT

leave enough manpower to guard the Warner family. Anderson is so clever,

matters. And don't blame yourself. No matter how many

quick thinking, he knew to hide in the safe room. Otherwise, the consequences

filled with lingering fear. Sweat had soaked through his

his anxiety, the door of

radiologist inside called

cerebral edema. The shockwave from the explosion can cause blast-related brain injury, resulting in headaches, confusion, difficulty concentrating, and unusual emotions. However, these symptoms usually improve

sigh of relief. "Okay,

to the doctor, Darrin carried

Darrin said, glancing at himself and Luther. They were covered in thick dust from the explosion. They couldn't enter the hospital rooms like that. If they brought the heavy dust into Alisha's room, it might cause infection. "Yes, alright,"

Luther changed his clothes. He first visited Alisha, who was still in a deep sleep, and then