There was a palpable shift in Timothy's expression when he heard that.
He had indeed overlooked the fact that not only was Genevieve's blood type unique, but her constitution was poor as well.
“With the two bags of blood the hospital had in storage, it should be enough to see her through the operation.” The thought of that prompted Timothy to instruct the nurse to retrieve the blood from the blood bank while he himself changed into a surgical gown.
Shortly after, the massive doors to the operating room were closed once more.
Upon hearing the exchange between the doctor and Timothy, Johanna almost crumbled and needed to hold her own quivering hands to the wall for support.
Doing his best to stay even-keeled, Armand made a call to Steven to have Marilyn captured and brought to the hospital.
In a few minutes, Steven called back to report that he had found Marilyn at the pier with a knife held toward her own throat.
With the understanding that Genevieve's life was at stake, Marilyn knew that only she who shared the same blood type as the former would be able to facilitate a transfusion.
Thus, Marilyn demanded an immediate injection of three billion worth of funds into Wood Group at the threat of ending herself and taking Genevieve down with her.
Owing to Marilyn's strategic advantage, Steven was apprehensive about forcing the issue. Neither did he dare to have the sniper line up a shot for fear of losing Marilyn to the sea.
Immediately, Armand made a call to the finance department to arrange for the transfer of said amount to Wood Group in stages.
When the door to the operating room was pushed outward, Timothy removed his mask and teased Armand when he saw the latter look over. “Relax. Your wife is too pretty to not have been blessed by the heavens.”
Hearing that made Armand exhale in relief. He then went on to text Steven to offer the latest update.
While Genevieve was carted over to the ward to rest, Timothy said to Armand, “By your getting hurt one after another, could there be some sort of crazy contest you got going on between the two of you? I have to say though, that's one heck of a gutsy move your ex-girlfriend pulled back there...”
Unable to contain himself, Armand grabbed Timothy by the throat and thrust him against the wall. “Don't you dare bring that up again! Otherwise, I'll seal you up in a box and put you in the ground, just to see how you'd enjoy being buried alive!”
“Buried... There's a movie made about that.” Johanna said calmly, “Pretty decent, but in the end, the male protagonist died of asphyxiation.”
Timothy did not know how to respond to that.
After Armand relinquished his grip and walked away, Timothy massaged his own throat. “D*mned brat, whose side are you on, exactly?”
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand)
when r u gonna continue writing the novel ?...