Chapter 496

The police even threatened him, saying that if he didn’t let go, they would chop off his hand. But he remained indifferent.

This time, he looked at me with eyes that were no longer fierce or distorted, but instead filled with sorrow and desolation.

He said to me, “You make him come to see me, let him see me. I beg you, let him come to see me. I just want to see him once; just see him once is enough.”

I opened my mouth, wanting to say something.

The police had already pried open his hand and pulled him back. The moment the elevator doors closed, I only saw his sad eyes and his abdomen stained red with blood.

I stood still in place, my heart unable to calm down for a long time.

I knew that Winston almost killed Reynaldo and almost insulted me; he is not worthy of pity. I don’t know why, but in my mind, his last sad look keeps flashing.

The ‘he’ in Winston’s mouth refers to Anton, right? I never expected that someone as cunning as him could be so sentimental.

With a heavy heart, I returned to the ward and wanted to call Anton, but I didn’t have a phone.

I lay on the bed, wondering how Winston could have been taken away by the police all of a sudden. Reynaldo and I didn’t report the case. I suddenly remembered what Anton said to me last night. He said he was going to make sure that Ronan and the entire Humphrey family wouldn’t have it easy.

So, was it Anton who reported the case? The more I thought about it, the more my heart trembled. If Winston knew it was Anton who reported him to the police, he would definitely collapse.

I didn’t sleep much in the early hours of last night, and now lying in bed, I soon fell asleep. When I was half asleep, I felt a nurse come in. She took my blood pressure, then gave me an injection to prevent a miscarriage, and told me to stay in bed and rest. I nodded in agreement, and after she left, I fell asleep again in a daze.

I felt the surroundings were very noisy, and I really wanted to open my eyes, but my eyelids just wouldn’t open. I felt like I was trapped in a nightmare, struggling to wake up, but it was all in vain.

Suddenly, I felt someone helping me cover the blanket. I saw a figure in a daze. I opened my mouth and shouted non-stop, but I felt like my throat was about to burst, yet the person seemed to be completely oblivious.

Finally, I don’t know how much force I used, and suddenly opened my eyes. I sat up in a panic, gasping for breath and my heart beating rapidly.

The cool breeze blew in from outside, and I suddenly shivered, only to realize that my clothes were all soaked with sweat.

A figure suddenly walked over and said, “You’re awake.”

The sudden sound startled me and made me shiver. I turned my head and saw Anton.

He looked at me, furrowing his brows harshly, “What’s wrong? Why do you look so pale? Are you feeling unwell? I’ll call the doctor.”

I grabbed him and shook my head at him, saying, “It’s okay, I was just haunted by a nightmare, but I woke up.” I pulled up the quilt, held it in front of my chest, still feeling lingering fear.