Chapter 87

Gwen's POV

I gradually opened my eyes, but my vision remained blurry. I gripped my head with one hand and groaned in pain.

“Gwen, are you alright?” I heard a familiar voice ask.

I noticed a masculine physique but could not tell who it was. My vision was still hazy.

I felt a strong grip on my arm and then I was carried and kept inside a car which drove off almost immediately.

“Rickard?” I called out. “Is that you?” I asked, relieved to have regained my clear vision. I sat up straight and held my head, which was still throbbing badly.

“Can I have water?” I asked slowly.

“Sure, here you go” Rickard said, handing me a bottle of water.

“What are you doing here?” I asked.

"I came for business, Gwen," Rickard explained, smiling broadly at me. "What a coincidence, of all the people my car had to hit, it was you," he said jokingly.

“What about you? What are you doing in LA?” He inquired, keeping his gaze fixed on the road.

“Well, Yes. I am also here on a business trip with…” I paused. I was h