Samuel nodded and opened the door of the ward.
After speaking to Viola, he walked to the deanery with Chuck. A few minutes later, Chuck took Samuel to his lab.
Two hours later, Samuel left the lab. Thinking of the dead bodies that were being used for experimentation in the lab, he entered the elevator, holding back vomit.
Was Chuck really obsessively clean? But why was he okay with dealing with disgusting bodies?
In the luxury ward on the eighth floor.
Melody sat by the bed, holding Ella's hand tightly.
Viola stood up from the sofa when she saw Samuel walking back in, "Sam, the police called to tell us Emma is in the No. 2 Hospital and they are ready to arrest her."
Hearing the name, Samuel looked rather malicious, "No rush. She''ll have time to recover. I'll send someone to keep an eye on her."
No rush?
He wasn't in a rush, but Melody, Viola and Ella, who was still half asleep, were.
"Sam, you're really letting me down." Melody stared at him with a sad expression on her face. 'Look what Emma has done! Why couldn't he forget about her?' She shook her head in disappointment.
Noticing the expression on her face, Samuel knew she had misunderstood him. When he was about to explain, Ella spoke weakly, with her eyes closed, "Samuel, you bastard. We're finished."
Even now, he was protecting Emma.
Her heart broke into pieces. Even though she had almost died and was in severe pain because of Emma, Samuel was still defending her.
She would never forgive Samuel for this.
Samuel sighed, and kissed her forehead and cheeks. Despite what she said, he was happy when he heard her voice.
A couple of minutes later, Viola left with Melody and closed the door, leaving them alone in the ward.
Ella opened her eyes and saw that his face was quite close. She closed her eyes again.
She moved her right arm inadvertently. It ached all over from the cuts.
The pain was killing her. Damn Emma! Ella cursed, determined to make sure that she would pay for what she had done to her.
The way she cringed as she lifted her arm concocted her face into a funny expression. But Samuel didn't laugh at all, because he felt so sorry for her.
"Honey, open your eyes." He wanted to explain what he meant since they had misunderstood him.
Ella didn't dare to move, in case she would feel pain again. She closed her eyes and refused to say anything.
It was quiet in the ward. Samuel sat by the bed and held her other arm, "Be good, honey. Does it still hurt?" Staring at the bandages around her waist lovingly, he wanted to touch her, but stopped in case it would cause her pain. At last, he kissed her.
He was determined to revenge on her behalf. Emma was going to pay for what she had done.
"Samuel, get out." Ella opened her eyes and glared at him. Her face was pale.
""I didn't mean what..."
"I don't want to hear what you have to say." Ella sneered. Never would she believe him again.
Samuel sighed. He definitely had bad timing. She woke up and heard what she wasn't meant to have heard. She didn't want to believe him when he tried to explain.
"I'll explain it to you if you want and I'll show you what I'll do if you don't want a verbal explanation. But first, do not get angry!" She was restoring her health. Anger was no good to her in this state.
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