Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute novel Chapter 92

Starry was in high heels, so Hamish's pull made her lose her balance and then uncontrollably fall into Hamish's arms.

She could smell the fresh scent on his clothes, which was different from the strong cologne on a thirty-year-old man's clothes.

Starry was startled by the hug. When she was just to push him away, a loud bang rang behind her.

It was such a sudden accident that everyone in presence was shocked and scared, the crowd transfixed, shouting and running away.

Edward was the composed and alert kind, so he rushed towards the stage as soon as he realized that the chandelier was falling down.

Yet, he could not fly as a superman, so he could not take Starry away as soon as he wanted. His heart almost stopped beating when he saw the light dashing towards Starry.

It was fortunate that Hamish saved Starry swiftly.

On the contrary, in order to pull Starry away from the falling chandelier, Hamish did not have enough time to dodge it himself, which made his right arm lacerated by the decoration on the chandelier.

The right sleeve of Hamish's suit was torn and a long scratch could be seen on his bleeding arm.

The scratch was deep and even longer than 10 centimeters. Blood soon wet his suit and kept on dripping to the ground.

Catherine noticed the blood first and she immediately asked someone to find a medical kit.

Starry quailed at the chandelier at her feet.

Had it not been for Hamish, she would have been hurt or even killed since she stood just under the chandelier at that moment. It would be unimaginably horrid.

"Starry, are you okay?"

Edward was the first on the stage. Starry slightly shook her head at him and then turned to look at Hamish's arm, "You're hurt."

The scratch on Hamish's arm claimed her attention immediately.

It looked scary, which paled Starry. With a quick mind, she commanded, "Edward, help Hamish."

Edward then also saw the scratch on Hamish's arm, so he did not object to Starry's request.

In the meantime, Izabella walked over to Starry and asked worriedly, "Are you okay, Little Starry?"

"I'm fine. But the chandelier hurt Hamish badly."

She turned to look at Declan and commanded, "Mr. Newman, please ask the captain to drive the yacht back to the port. Hamish's arm needs to be treated as soon as possible."

"Okay, Miss Bradley."

Declan also planned to find the captain before Starry asked.

After such an accident, the drop in the yacht atmosphere was almost tangible. No one wanted to play games anymore.

It was fortunate that the yacht was parked near a small island. According to the plan, they would settle down in a hotel on the island after the Lucky Draw.

The scratch looked indeed scary. Although there was a doctor on the yacht, the doctor could only do some simple treatment and Hamish's wound still needed to be stitched under local anesthetic.

It was already 9 pm when they went back to Araria City. Starry drove Hamish to hospital on her own.

Once in the hospital, doctors and nurses began their work. Until then did Starry and Izabella know that the scratch was 13-centimeter long and the upper part of it was very deep, so Hamish altogether needed 12 stitches and also to be vaccinated against tetanus. When everything was done, it was already midnight.

Starry asked Izabella and Catherine to go home first since it was too late.

Edward wanted to stay at first, but when Catherine dragged him away. She recalled that recently, the paparazzi, in order to reach their KPI, were following Edward everywhere he went to take photos of him, because there was a new show of Edward soon to be out.

With medication, Starry followed Hamish out of the hospital. He suddenly paused, turned around and said, "I'm a little hungry, Miss Bradley."

He looked her in her eyes smilingly.

Starry glanced at the bandage on his right arm and resigned, "Is there anything you want to eat?"

"Whatever you like. I don't have a picky stomach."

His words amused Starry and she grinned, "Then let's go to have some night dishes."

Was he really not picky on food?