My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand) novel Chapter 298

“Johanna!” Genevieve paled and rushed toward her.

It was then she saw the short arrow that was stabbed into Johanna’s chest.

It was a deep wound, and the end of the arrow was almost buried under her skin.

By then, the colors were draining out of Johanna’s face from the loss of blood. She muttered, “I’m fine. It’s just that my chest hurts a lot…”

“You’ve been shot by an arrow,” Genevieve told her as she used her handkerchief to wrap the wound up. At the same time, she cried out for help.

There was a proper infirmary in Central Group, but it was after working hours.

Cassie, who had yet to leave, hurried in. When she saw Johanna in a pool of blood, her face turned ashen. She then helped Genevieve bring Johanna up into the car to send her to the hospital.

While Johanna was sent into the operating room, Genevieve and Cassie waited outside.

“Ms. Rachford,” Cassie started, her voice still soft from the fear. She then took two pieces of wet tissues and handed them to Genevieve. “How did Jo get hurt?”

As Genevieve wiped the blood from her hands, she narrowed her eyes and mulled over it. “I think there’s something wrong with the package Specter Corporation sent.

She had heard a thump when Johanna was opening the package on the other side of the table.

After that, Johanna was injured.

When Genevieve realized that there were few people in the office by the time they left for the hospital, she asked Cassie to head back and lock up the office. Genevieve was planning to deal with it in the office the next day before making a copy of the lobby’s surveillance footage.

As she leaned against the wall and waited for the doctor, a thought popped into her head. She then fished out her phone and sent a message to Timothy.

Johanna would certainly have to be hospitalized after a grave injury like that.

The two chatted for a short while on WhatsApp. Less than three minutes later, Timothy arrived outside of the emergency room.

He was in casual clothes, and Genevieve guessed that his working hours must be over.

The moment she saw him, she grumpily muttered, “You could have just made arrangements for a bed for me. I didn’t ask you to come.”