Chapter 517
Anthony stood before the hospital bed, staring at the sleeping Anne like a dangerous beast.
Anne was pale, her face and the back of her hands were all wounded, and even her lips had lost color. Although her breathing was steady, it could be seen that she was seriously injured.
Ivan, who was in a wheelchair, felt deeply guilty. "I'm sorry, Mr. Marwood. When I noticed the helicopter was out of control, I immediately dragged Ms. Vallois and jumped down. Unfortunately, due to the distance being too high, she suffered a concussion when she fell into the sea. Fortunately, I was still conscious after the jump. I waited a long time for the passing yacht to pull US up, but I couldn't hold back and fainted immediately when I reached the deck, so I couldn't notify you in time."
Anthony kept staring at Anne, not looking away even once. "Can she move? •
The doctor beside him said, "She suffered multiple fractures, and her condition only stabilized recently, so it's best for her not to move for the time being."
Anthony ordered, "Oliver, have Kathryn bring her team here."
Oliver replied, "Yes, Mr. Marwood." Then, he left and made the call.
The doctor and nurse knew they were no longer needed in the ward, so they left.
Anthony leaned down slowly, staring closer at Anne’s face. Then, he gently rubbed her pale lips, leaned in, and kissed her.
Ivan hurriedly lowered his head.
It was not until Anne's lips turned red that Anthony let go with satisfaction. The possessiveness and paranoia in his obsidian eyes were as intense as usual. "As I said, without my permission, even the God of Death would have to give your life back."
Anne was unconscious and unresponsive to Anthony's words, just like a defenseless child.
Anthony just took it as her acquiescence, and he smirked.
"Mr. Marwood..." Ivan did not know if he should leave. After all, Anthony did not ask him to go out, and some things had yet to be said.
"Tell me what happened," Anthony got up and asked.
"The helicopter seemed to have hit something, and the engine went out of control. But it was strange...what object could immediately affect the engine?"
"Did you hear anything when it happened?"
"Not that clearly, as I was wearing headphones..." Ivan could not tell.
"What if it were a bullet?" Anthony speculated.
Ivan was shocked. "If that were the case, the person would have advanced marksmanship."
"You've done a great job this time. You can leave." Anthony waved his hand.
"Yes, Mr. Marwood."
After Ivan went out, Anthony looked at Anne's face.
If it was a bullet, who was the bullet aimed at?
Anne was within his reach, and he knew who she was in contact with.
Perhaps he was the target, but the other party did not know Anne was the one in the helicopter?
Anthony leaned down again, covering Anne possessively. 'Til make whoever did it regret being born into this world."
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Book 2 please.i like the story..thanks writer...