I couldn’t believe John had the guts to defy Wesley’s instructions. When he fired a shot in Christopher’s direction, I rushed over to his side, shrieking at the top of my lungs, “Chris, watch out!”
My mind went completely blank as blood was all over my face the moment I heard the thunderous crack filling the desolate desert.
A few seconds later, Lyle ended up in my arms with blood gushing out of his injured chest. When he tried to say something, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth.
The barely conscious man responded with a satisfied beam, snapping me out of bewilderment. “Stay with me, Lyle! You’re going to be fine! We’ll make it to the hospital soon! I’ll rush you to the hospital at once!”
His vital organs had sustained irrevocable injuries. There was no way he could make it out alive since we were in the middle of nowhere. Although I was certain he couldn’t get the medical attention he required, I dragged him along with me.
“We won’t make it in time!” Lyle remained stagnant in my arms and tried to caress my cheek, but he couldn’t even move his hands anymore.
In the end, I grasped his hand and placed it on my cheek, assuring him as torrents of grief streamed down my cheeks, “Stay with me! You’re going to be fine! Grandma is still anticipating our return! Just pull yourself together and stay with me!”
“I-I’m just glad you’re fine—” Lyle finished his sentence with a gentle grin just like the time he rushed to my rescue when I was on the verge of drowning at the age of eight.
He gasped out the things he had in mind with a smile the moment I regained consciousness shortly after he brought me back to the shore, “Thankfully, you’re fine!”
“Why? Why have you rushed to my rescue again?” I thought it was over for us since he was head over heels in love with Crystal. He wouldn’t even think of me if she continued keeping him in the dark. Nonetheless, he rushed to my rescue in the nick of time.
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