Olivia kept shouting, “Eugene, wake up! I’ll never care about you again if you die. I’ll leave with our son. Don’t you want us? Wake up right this instant! Wake up! Eugene Nolan, wake up!”
She choked on her words, but her hands never stopped moving. Azalea’s eyes were slightly vacant. She was wearing a bodyguard’s clothes and huddled in a disheveled state, appearing to look at both Olivia and Eugene. However, her eyes lacked focus.
She began to recall what happened just moments ago. If it weren’t for Eugene, she would have been dead. A sudden coughing fit pulled her back to reality. Eugene had woken up..
Olivia finally ceased her actions and joyfully helped him up. “Eugene! How are you feeling?!” Looking at how disarrayed Olivia was with her red eyes, messy hair, and her face covered in sweat, possibly tears, Eugene immediately felt his heart breaking. Olivia must have been. frightened.
An instant pang of heartache made his throat. tighten and he couldn’t utter a word. He simply pulled her into his embrace.
Olivia’s eyes immediately turned red. The earlier anxiety, worry, and fear all turned into a surge of grievance that poured out from her eyes. She didn’t hold back as she pounded the back of his torso. “You idiot!”
Her blow on his back stung Eugene’s injured lower back, but the man only smiled as he tightened his hold around her and leaned his head against her neck, leaving a gentle kiss. All the words he wanted to tell her ended up being a simple “I’m sorry!”
Infuriated, Olivia punched him again, but this time noticeably gentler. She was only venting the fright she had experienced.
Her tone carried an unprecedented fragility and helplessness. “What good is an apology? Did you not think about me and our son before jumping off?”
At that, Eugene gently reassured her, ‘I did think. about you and our son the whole time. I even heard you saying you would leave with our son without me. That’s why I was in such a hurry to wake up.”
Too upset to further argue with him, she glared at him before looking at the bodyguard beside her. ‘Has the ambulance arrived?” she asked. “Yes, Miss Maxwell. It’s waiting right there.”
“Let’s hurry to the hospital, then.”
At that point, Eugene commented, “I’m alright.”
Olivia couldn’t hold back her anger when she heard that, and she yelled at him, “What do you mean you’re alright?! Do you know how close you were to death?”
What a scary girlfriend… Eugene quietly thought to himself. As the crowd hurriedly carried Eugene to the ambulance, Olivia quickly followed them.
No one seemed to care about Azalea. It was the Nolans’ bodyguards who dragged her to the hospital later. Once inside the hospital, Eugene was immediately taken into the operating room.
Olivia had seen the wound inflicted by a dagger on his abdomen. The wound wasn’t big, but it was deep. It looked like he hadn’t even dodged, and he had been stabbed before he was given a chance to react.
Just what the hell happened? Wasn’t this Azalea’s plan? How did something like this happen? Seeing Eugene being taken into the operating room, Olivia sat there for a while before she decided she couldn’t stay still. She wasn’t someone who could keep her emotions at bay. Angrily, she stormed off to look for Azalea.
Meanwhile, Azalea had just arrived at the doctor’s office when Olivia barged in. Without saying a word, Olivia dragged her out of the. room. Azalea, too, didn’t fight back as she obediently followed Olivia outside.
It was only at the exit of the staircase that Olivia stopped. Her face was impassive when she looked at Azalea, but she had a bloodthirsty gaze. She then raised her hand and slapped Azalea across the face.
“Do you think you can do whatever you want just because I spared you for saving Eugene?”
