Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 933

Inside the factory, paramedics had just hastily patched up Keith's wounds, preparing to rush him to the hospital for emergency care.

But he refused.

"Stop, it's pointless. I'm done for."

After saying this, Keith's gaze found Tarquin and he muttered,

"In this little time I have left, I’d rather spend it quietly talking with him."

The medical team fell silent, while a nearby police officer looked like he wanted to say something but then thought better of it.

Tarquin stepped closer and asked the doctor, "Is there any hope?"

The doctor shook his head firmly.

With injuries this severe, it was a miracle he was still breathing.

Tarquin frowned, "Then let's not put him through more. I'll talk to him alone."

The medical team nodded and left.

The two police officers hesitated for a moment but didn't say anything and walked away.

Lowell, sensing the mood, decided to look for Elliot instead.

In the cluttered, abandoned factory, chaos reigned.

Several people had died, and the authorities were busy taking photographs for evidence and dealing with the bodies. No one was idle.

But around Keith, there was no one else.

Tarquin had made it clear he wanted some time alone with him, and no one dared interrupt and risk his ire.

Perhaps it was a final burst of energy, but Keith looked better than before.

His complexion had returned to normal, flushing with color, making him look almost healthy.

His spirit also seemed improved.

Keith, with a touch of self-mockery, said, "Do you know what the police wanted to tell me?"

Tarquin knew, and it irked him.

He didn't like Keith, that was true, but he also felt sympathy and gratitude towards him.

In short, he didn't want Keith to die.

But reality was something no one could change.

Tarquin, feeling restless, wanted a cigarette but found none in his pockets, leaving him with a dark expression and silent.