"It's just superficial injuries, not as serious as you said," Kendrick said casually.But Annabelle could see his wounds, there were cuts on his abdomen and arms, the wounds looked long and deep, and they were still bleeding at the time, unsure if any internal organs were injured."I will stop the bleeding for you first."Annabelle used a small knife to damage the bedsheet, tearing it into wide strips of cloth. She quickly helped him wrap bandages around his shoulders and waist. With limited resources, this was the best they could do for now.When Annabelle was bandaging him, Kendrick asked, "Did your friend finish seeing the doctor? What happened to your foot again?"When Annabelle helped him to the bedside just now, Kendrick could feel that she seemed to have injured her foot.Annabelle then told Kendrick about her entire night's experience.After she finished speaking, Kendrick fell into deep thought.Annabelle obviously hadn't realized that all of this was orchestrated by the very
The two of them immediately held their breath. Annabelle could hear someone knocking on the doors of each room, saying it was room service and asking if they needed cleaning.Those who did not receive a response should have swiped their cards directly to enter.Because she heard the "beep" sound when a door was unlocked.It is now early morning, and it is impossible for the hotel staff to go to each room and ask if they need cleaning.Therefore, there was only one possibility, the person outside was Ryan's subordinate.As they approached the door, Annabelle's heart was in her throat.If they didn't answer when someone knocked on the door, those people might enter the house to check.What should I do if answering will give away the truth...She glanced at Kendrick, and the two of them locked eyes in the dim light. His eyes were dark and he flexed his finger joints."There should only be two people, I can still handle it, hiding in the wardrobe, don't come out," he said, as he was about
Annabelle felt like burying her face in the ground and running away, "I don't understand, please don't say things randomly.""It's okay if you don't understand, I will teach you slowly in the future."Annabelle sighed inwardly, knowing that this was exactly how it would turn out."But now we have to hurry," Kendrick said, opening the door and quickly glancing outside.He knew that the other party might soon realize something was wrong or notice other clues.So they had to take the opportunity to leave."Anna, help me out first. Let's go through the emergency exit."Annabelle nodded and asked worriedly, "What if they block the exit?""They probably didn't know about that exit, and it required a password. Let's go."Annabelle didn't have time to think carefully. She let Kendrick's arm rest on her shoulder and supported him as they walked towards the exit he had mentioned.Under Kendrick's guidance, Annabelle supported him and arrived at the small door.To be precise, it was a floor pain
Annabelle was a little excited and started coughing violently as soon as she finished speaking.Marvin quickly reassured her, saying, "Don't worry, he was just losing too much blood and was still unconscious."Looking at Annabelle like this, he knew that Annabelle probably had feelings for Kendrick."I went to see him."However, a sharp pain shot through her shoulder, causing Annabelle to immediately lie back down on the hospital bed. That was where she had been shot.Marvin then said that Kendrick was being taken care of now, so there was no need to worry. And even if Annabelle went there now, she wouldn't be able to help much.Annabelle was indeed feeling weak all over, and as soon as she sat up, her eyes went black. She had no choice but to listen to Marvin first.Afterwards, through Marvin's narration, Annabelle learned that she had been unconscious for a whole day and night. At that time, she had been shot with an anesthetic gun. Fortunately, she was taken to the hospital in time
After Jaime reported on the affairs of the group, he tentatively asked, "President, do you still want to remain unconscious?"Kendrick pondered for a moment and said, "Yes, during this time, pay close attention to the movements of the shareholders. I have also moved the bodyguards outside my ward to a hidden location. Without any instructions, do not take any unauthorized actions."With Marvin joining the group, Kendrick could feel that there were people within the group who had doubts about him. They had probably been looking for an opportunity to help Marvin rise to power.His coma was a good opportunity for Marvin, those people would definitely help Marvin.So, Kendrick decided to pretend to be in a coma, taking the opportunity to test and see who would betray him or even plot to harm him as soon as he became unconscious.So they simply opened the door wide and waited to see who would come."Yes, is that Mrs. Gregory speaking?"Kendrick rubbed his forehead; he actually didn't want
Kendrick couldn't help but feel a little surprised and a little delighted after hearing Annabelle's words.I used to be cold and indifferent towards him, always finding fault with him. But it turns out that I cared about him so much in my heart, and he was also quite clingy.The nurse sister said that she would go and ask the head nurse. Annabelle nodded, thinking that indeed the approval of the head nurse was necessary for this matter.After a while, the head nurse arrived.She was a woman in her thirties, showing respect towards Annabelle. However, as soon as she opened her mouth, she said, "Mrs. Gregory, this might not be very convenient."Lying in the hospital bed, Kendrick almost couldn't continue acting and was about to sit up directly.His wife was coming to accompany him in bed, why was it suddenly inconvenient?Is this really the hospital he funded? How can these people not even have the most basic human care for him?However, before Kendrick could make a move, Annabelle spok
Lydia on the other end of the phone hesitated for a moment, "I can't wait anymore, let's do it tonight, you help me coordinate.""Did you want to come in person?""Well, all you need to do is follow my instructions and help me keep everyone who is taking care of Kendrick away. Can you do that?""Sure, recently all the bodyguards outside the ward were withdrawn. I will help you distract the staff."The diligent head nurse, who always knew the consequences of doing so and the risks she had to take, decided to go above and beyond for Lydia, her old friend who had once saved her child's life. She was determined to repay this kindness, no matter the cost."Okay. After the lights were turned off, I went upstairs and walked up the stairs of the emergency exit, directly to the ward."After hanging up the phone, Lydia was still feeling a bit excited.She was the mistress turned wife, never welcomed in the Gregory family, and her son was also looked down upon. She endured for so many years, nev
Although Annabelle had prepared herself mentally, she couldn't help but blush and feel extremely embarrassed when she took the initiative to hug him."Don't misunderstand, I was just too cold. And I came to find you mainly to protect you, after all, the person who harmed you hasn't been caught yet..."Kendrick listened to her murmuring in the darkness, and a smile crept onto his lips as he longed to reach out and embrace her in his arms.Later, Annabelle remembered what Jaime had said, that if she talked more, it might help him wake up.What should I say then?What can I say to stimulate him?Annabelle was still not used to Kendrick being so talkative, but since he was unconscious, she figured he wouldn't hear anything she said. And even if he did hear, as long as she didn't admit it when he woke up, it would be fine.So Annabelle cleared her throat and said, "Today Marvin came to see me. I used to think he was arrogant and rude, quite annoying, but recently I've realized he's not tha
Annabelle struggled to maintain her balance, stumbling forward a couple of steps before finally leaning against the wall.The man had likely intended to knock her out, but his technique was off, and he hadn't been able to make her lose consciousness. This indicated that he wasn't a professional assassin.He stepped in front of her and suddenly grabbed her by the throat.Annabelle got a clear look at his face.It was an unfamiliar face, pale with delicate features, looking like a frail young man. But his eyes were bloodshot, as if he'd gone nights without sleep, and his swollen eyelids suggested he'd probably been crying recently.The intense pain and hatred reflected in his eyes led Annabelle to conclude that he might not be a professional hitman but definitely someone with a personal vendetta."Who are you... what do you want?" Annabelle managed to choke out, struggling to speak."I was planning to kill you, but since my enemy is you
Annabelle and Julissa had shopped in several stores, but they hadn't bought much.It was typical for women to go shopping like this—going around and around, even entering some stores multiple times.The assassin was already sweating bullets. If it weren’t for the knife tucked into his waistband, he would have been tempted to take off his down jacket.And he had never spent so much time following a woman around a shopping mall. He hated shopping in general, and now he was forced to do it while unable to act on his mission. It made him feel incredibly frustrated.The two of them were getting hungry after hours of shopping, so they stopped to drink some bubble tea and snack on oden and takoyaki.The assassin watched them from afar, his stomach growling loudly in response.He clenched his fists in anger, muttering to himself, How much longer is she going to keep shopping?At that moment, he saw a little boy running toward Anna
After the earlier incident at the café, where the assassin had cut his finger, he no longer hid his knife in his sleeve. Instead, it was now tucked into his waistband, his right hand ready to pull the knife from his back at any moment.Just as he was preparing to strike, two little children suddenly ran into the store, clearly playing and causing a ruckus. They chased each other around the shoe bench, almost as if they were little guardians protecting Annabelle.Soon, the store attendant returned, followed by Julissa. The parents of the two children also entered, immediately reprimanding their mischievous kids.The man in black missed his chance. He clenched his teeth in frustration and withdrew his hand, quietly turning to leave the store while Annabelle wasn’t paying attention.Because Annabelle had her back to the door, she didn’t notice the odd behavior earlier.The store attendant said, "We only have one pair left in your si
"This... the situation back then... I’ll tell you about it later when the opportunity arises. Please believe me, Boss is a good man," Jax said, carefully choosing his words.Annabelle couldn’t help but feel puzzled. Why did Jax emphasize that Kendrick was a good man but still refuse to explain what had happened? Did it mean that when Kendrick had been involved in something bad, he had coincidentally met Jax?She made a mental note to ask Kendrick about it at some point.Just then, Jax raised his head, his eyes still slightly red."Thank you for listening to me," he said.Annabelle shook her head. "No need to thank me. If you ever want to have desserts again, we can come back here. Next time, you can treat me."Jax smiled in relief. "Alright, Madam. As long as Boss doesn’t mind, I’m happy to treat you."In fact, Jax was six years older than her, but he always spoke to her with such respect.Annabelle was
Jax paused, sinking into silence for a moment.Annabelle understood that he was feeling uneasy and quietly waited for him to continue.She also reflected on the days she had spent interacting with Jax. She had long realized that Jax was skilled in many areas—he wasn’t just good at fighting, but also at rowing, swimming, fishing, and even repairing boats and doing needlework.Now that she thought about it, he must have learned boat repairs because he was the son of a fisherman, and needlework likely came from taking care of his sister. He must have been a really good brother."Did you learn to fight back then?" she asked softly.Jax nodded. He explained that when he first entered the underground boxing ring, he was a beginner, but the boxing ring’s owner saw potential in him.Before he fought in his first official match, he was given rigorous and intense training, with a salary and a place to stay. Jax had once considered th
Perhaps it was a little awkward, Annabelle thought.After all, Jax was a straight-laced man, and he might think that eating dessert was a bit too "girly"?"Don’t be so polite. It’s me who should be thanking you for coming out with me today," Annabelle smiled.A short while later, the waiter brought over the desserts.Jax took the delicate plate with his rough hands and then used his calloused fingers to pick up the small spoon, starting to eat the cake.At a distant table, a man dressed in black ordered a second cup of coffee and glanced over at Annabelle from afar.That woman actually invited a bodyguard to eat with her.A hypocritical woman, just like her husband, Kendrick!If he went over now and slashed her throat as he passed her... Hmph, would she still be able to eat?But he forced himself to be patient, reminding himself that after waiting all these days, he couldn’t afford to waste it all.Over at Annabelle's table, she watched Jax carefully enjoying the cake, and an idea sud
Inside the café.Annabelle watched Marvin and Linda leave before turning her attention back to her surroundings.The petite girl was trailing behind Marvin, chatting away. Marvin had a cold, indifferent expression while Linda playfully made faces at his back, even shaking her fist at him—completely unaware.For a moment, Annabelle couldn’t help but think that they made quite the pair. But when she remembered the girl's illness, she couldn’t help but let out a sigh.She was such a cheerful girl, just a couple of years younger than Annabelle, and yet her life, at the prime of her youth, was already on the brink of ending.Annabelle felt sympathy for her and truly hoped that Linda would come back to her soon. The longer she waited, the more likely her mild condition would worsen, and once that happened, the chances of a full recovery would be drastically different.But whether Linda could come to terms with her illness and decide to fight for her life was ultimately up to her."Madam, do
Annabelle ultimately accepted the consultation fee.Marvin, sitting across from her, was in a good mood when he saw her take the money. After all, that was his money, and by accepting it, Annabelle was indirectly spending it.He believed that Annabelle had never really relied on Kendrick’s money. Given her personality, she clearly liked being self-sufficient. If that weren’t the case, she wouldn't have accepted his business offer in the first place, earning extra by seeing patients.Marvin felt a bit more at ease now. Since Annabelle accepted the money, it meant she hadn’t seen through his little scheme—that Linda was just a pawn he had planted.Speaking of which, that woman did look a little too thin, almost malnourished. Could she really be sick? She had probably gained a little advantage—acting as a decoy while also getting treated.While Marvin was lost in thought, Annabelle turned her gaze toward him, and Linda called out, "Marvin, we’re done, you guys can come over now!"Marvin
The man crossed the street and walked into the café, finding an empty table to sit at. He appeared like any ordinary customer.As he sat down, the tip of a knife accidentally poked out from his sleeve, but he quickly concealed it. In his haste, he accidentally cut his finger. The wound wasn’t deep or long, and he paid it no mind.It was his first time killing someone, and he had indeed been nervous. But now, he clenched his fist firmly.All he had to do now was wait for Annabelle to be alone. Once she was by herself, he would strike without mercy. He would not hesitate.…On Annabelle's side, Linda took an envelope containing ten thousand in cash from her bag and pushed it across the table toward Annabelle."Thank you for helping me with my health, Miss Sanchez. This is the consultation fee."This was what Marvin had arranged with her beforehand—ten thousand for today’s visit, and twenty thousand for the next.But Linda had no intention of coming back for a follow-up visit, nor did