Ex-husband's Sweet Trap novel Chapter 62

She cut open the expensive white shirt and revealed the bleeding wound beneath. Luz's heart tightened when she saw the wound. It was mere inches from the heart. If it had it the heart, Henry would have been dead.

"There's no anaesthesia here. This is going to hurt."

She sniffed. She wasn't sure if he heard her.

"I'm a man."

Henry's eyes were closed in exhaustion, but he still answered her. This pain was nothing compared to the pain he had been feeling these seven years.

He was about to lose consciousness due to the pain and loss of blood but still, he wanted to show her manly demeanour. She tried her best to put on a smile, but it looked more like a grimace. "Maybe I'll take my revenge here while I'm at it."

Whether it was seven years ago or a few days ago, he always made her feel uncomfortable.

Henry kept quiet. He raised his eyelids and glanced at her. His pale lips were still sexy. "Try it."

Luz pressed her lips together and looked at the sky to calm herself down so that her hands would stop trembling.

The sharp knife cut through his skin quickly and smoothly. She knew that this was the best course of action to minimize the pain and damage to his muscles.

Without a suction, the bright red blood flowed freely from the wound and dripped from the knife. Her hands and clothes were covered with the same warm substance, burning the ice wall she had put up around her heart.

The bullet's diameter was very small, but without professional equipment, it was much more difficult to cut open the wound. It was no different from the primitive medical practice of bloodletting.

In just two or three minutes, there was already a layer of sweat on her forehead. She had only worked as an intern in the hospital for half a year, and she didn't even have a doctor's license. Every time she pressed the knife into his skin, her heart trembled with fear, but her rationale was forcing her to stay calm.

The tip of the knife touched the bullet. She took a deep breath and said, "Henry, I'm going to take the bullet."

"Okay."

Henry's breathing was weak. He placed his hand on her trembling leg.

She twisted the tip of the knife with a sudden and powerful movement, and then took out the bullet with two fingers. She could feel his muscles contract when she reached into the open wound. She could imagine the pain he was in right now.

"Henry, are you okay?"

Throwing away the knife, she held Henry's face in her hands, trying to make sure that he was still conscious.

"Weren't you taught how to bandage a wound?"

His face was as pale as paper as if he could die at any time. Henry said this in a low voice, and then his head hit heavily on her shoulder.

"Henry!"

Luz shouted his name. She checked his pulse to make sure that his heart was still beating at a normal rate, then tore her skirt into strips to bandage his bleeding wound.

After she was done with her work, she was almost worn out with fear and exhaustion. She moved Henry into her arms carefully so that he was comfortable and watched as the sun went down.

The bullet had just been taken out. Without blood-clotting medicine, his wound would bleed out every time he moved. It would be troublesome if he lost too much blood. 

"We'll spend the night here."

If Lucas was not injured, he would definitely send a large number of people to look for them. The police would also search and rescue them. Perhaps they would meet some kind-hearted passers-by. They would definitely be fine.

As the night fell, the temperature dropped. Luz glanced at the trembling man in her arms and quietly took off her ripped jacket to cover his exposed skin.

Her thin dress with the sleeveless design made her slender arms instantly get goosebumps.