Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom novel Chapter 1158

My heart was lodged in my throat. I had a feeling that when Oliver shielded Lauren from the knife attack, stepping in front of her in a split second, he had actually taken the blow meant for me. I sensed it the moment Lauren pushed me away, her swift gesture revealing that the assailant was targeting me.

I realized that if she had reacted a second later, I would have been injured.

The car arrived at the hospital, and the ambulance stopped at the entrance. The doctors who had been waiting swiftly transferred Oliver on a mobile bed to head to the emergency room.

Oliver was rushed into the emergency room, and Lauren sat on the floor, staring at her blood-stained hands and muttering, "Why is there so much blood? He'll be fine, won't he?"

I hurried over and grabbed her. "Don't worry, Lauren. He'll be okay."

She looked at me in disbelief, gripping my hand tightly. "He's lost so much blood, Chlo. What do we do? I can’t let anything happen to him!”

At that moment, more doctors hurried over, and I saw the hospital director among them. Atlas gave them some brief instructions and commanded, "Make sure you bring him back to me."

That phrase sent shivers down my spine. Atlas never spoke like that. What did "bring him back to me" mean?

The doctors quickly entered the emergency room.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing and looked at Atlas. His expression was serious.

He exchanged a glance with Jared, who said, “There’s no escape.”

Then, everyone fell silent. I helped Lauren up from the ground, settling her in a chair. Her face was deathly pale, and her hand that gripped mine was ice-cold.

As time ticked away, our anxiety grew.

Atlas stood silently by the emergency room door. Ivanna sat beside Lauren.

My phone began ringing sharply, breaking the silence. Startled, I quickly pulled out my phone and saw that it was a call from home.

I answered, and my mom said, "Why aren’t you back yet, Chlo?"

"You should just go to sleep, Mom. Something happened, and Oliver’s been injured. We're all at the hospital, and we might not be back tonight. You go ahead and sleep; I'll have Carol book a flight for Dad tomorrow morning." I had forgotten about this.

My mom asked a few more questions, and I reassured her before promptly calling Carol to arrange the flight.