Chapter 10


    Chapter 10


    “Dr. Yates.” La’s specialist shot her a look before saying to Sean, “I’d rather not trouble you


    personally on a minor surgery like this.” Sean looked away, failing to remember where he had seen


    La before. Beautiful women all looked the same. Perhaps he was overthinking. He looked at the


    specialist. Since the previous discussion, the specialist had insisted on performing the surgery himself.


    Seeing his determination, Sean agreed. “Okay.”


    After finally getting approval, the specialist let out a long breath and told the anesthetist, “Hurry up and


    give her the anesthesia.” The anesthetist picked up a syringe and jabbed it into Caroline’s arm.


    Watching the liquid flow into her body gradually, Caroline said weakly,”


    Let … let me


    go” Her eyelids felt heavier by the second as the liquid was injected into her.


    Images of countless people shed in her mind. There was her mom and dad, Eddy, and her friends,


    but all of them only lingered briefly until Kirk’s image appeared. Thinking that he was waiting for her at


    the City Hall to officiate their divorce while she was helpless to do anything, she could only murmur


    subconsciously, “Sorry, Kirk …”


    It was the morning rush hour in Osbury. At 9 am, the roads were congested with traffic, and the cars


    couldn’t even move an inch. In the driver’s seat, Kirk wore a very dark expression on his face. He


    tapped his fingers on the steering wheel impatiently.


    The red traffic light in the distance pierced his eyes, making him think of the red light outside the


    operation theater. It made him inexplicably frustrated.This is property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Caroline’s clear yet resolute gaze appeared in his mind again, and he tightened his grip on the steering


    wheel. Before another car could merge into hisne again, he wrenched the steering wheel sideways


    and swerved out of his path. The other driver got frightened and wound down his window, yelling after


    Kirk, “You madman! Do you have a death wish?”


    Kirk was driving like a madman cheating death, ring his horn as he raced forward. Other cars


    swerved out of his way as he forced a route through the packed traffic, speeding all the way to the


    hospital. When he arrived, he sprinted toward the building in the middle. That building was specially


    reserved for patients from the Morrison family.


    More than ten bodyguards were standing outside, keeping a strict watch. Before Kirk could even get


    near the building, the bodyguards already pinned their gazes on him. One even warned him sternly.


    “This ce is out of bounds. Leave at once! Now!” Kirk walked up to him with a dark expression, giving


    off a terrifyingly intimidating aura. “Get out of my way!” growled Kirk.


    The bodyguard was frightened but bit the bullet and said, “Please leave. Only…”


    With a dull thud, Kirk’s fistnded squarely on the man’s nose, followed by a loud cracking noise.


    Everyone else got shocked and stepped forward, surrounding Kirk. Kirk’s expression grew even darker,


    like the gray clouds before a disastrous storm. He lifted his leg and kicked them all down in one swift


    motion, felling them like dominoes.


    Only two or three men were left standing in the blink of an eye. All of them were thunderstruck. They


    were the most elite bodyguards, yet this man had beaten most of them up so quickly! (1)


    One of them reacted the fastest and fished out his walkie–talkie hastily, preparing to call for backup.


    However, the moment he got a hold of it, his wrist was crushed beneath a shiny leather shoe. He


    couldn’t help but shout in agony. “Where’s the operation theater?” demanded Kirk fiercely, his eyes


    bloodshot.