He Buried Me But I Painted My Own Resurrection novel Chapter 187

He bent down and reached out again, preparing to haul her up from the floor and drag her to The City Clerk's Office.

However, before his hand could even make contact, the hospital room door was violently kicked open from the outside.

"Grant Gauthier!" A furious roar detonated like a clap of thunder.

When Lucas took in the horrific scene on the floor, his eyes were instantly consumed by an explosive, murderous rage.

He didn't even stop to think before lunging forward, clenching his fist, and hurling a full-force punch directly into Grant's face!

"Bam!"

The sheer force of the surprise attack sent Grant stumbling backward, his cheek slamming brutally against the wall as blood instantly burst from the corner of his mouth.

He was completely disoriented, his head ringing with a vicious buzz.

"You dare hit me?!" Grant wiped the blood from his mouth, his gaze darkening ominously like an enraged beast.

"Hit you?" Lucas's chest was heaving uncontrollably.

He charged forward, seizing Grant by the collar and pinning him forcefully against the wall, his bloodshot eyes burning with unadulterated hatred.

"I want to fucking kill you!"

With that, he drove another savage punch straight into Grant's abdomen.

Grant let out a pained groan, but the strike brought his senses back, and he immediately retaliated.

Two men who were typically the pinnacle of high society were now brawling in a hospital room like feral, out-of-control animals.

The sickening thud of bone connecting with flesh and heavy, ragged pants echoed throughout the confined space.

"Enough..."

On the floor, Sienna summoned the very last sliver of her strength to emit a fragile whisper.

"Stop fighting..."

Hearing her voice, Lucas's fist halted mid-air.

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