Chapter 1789


    Chapter 1789


    In the murky haze of her thoughts, Taya saw Griffon push her away and embrace Tara. She hesitated


    for a moment, then rushed over, but Griffon, with a frown, red at her. “We are already unmated. Why


    do you keep haunting me?”


    Taya, somewhat incredulous, gazed up at Griffon, who was much taller than her. “Are we unmated?”


    Griffon did not respond, only holding Tara close, showing affection.


    After standing motionless for a long time, Taya took a step forward. She wanted to separate them, but


    she saw the man suddenly lower his head and kiss Tara.


    In that moment of their lips touching, Taya’s world shattered.


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    After enduring the heart–wrenching pain, she slowly opened her eyes.


    Seeing the white ceiling, Taya realized she had just had a nightmare, and she was lying in a hospital


    room.


    She struggled to move her eyes and suddenly a handsome face, like a dream, appeared before her.


    “Are you awake?” The person’s eyes lit up when they saw her awake, shining like stars. Taya looked at


    him, feeling dazed for a moment, then reached out and touched the face.


    It was a real touch. He hadn’t died.


    A thinyer of mist gradually formed in Taya’s clear eyes. “Johnny, you’re still alive. That’s great…”


    Johnny, also wearing a hospital gown, slightly curled his lips and looked at her, smiling freely. “Do you


    want a hug?”


    Looking at Johnny in front of her, it felt as if she had returned to the day he took a bullet for her.


    His selflessness and the blood all around him had brought her not only heavy guilt but also a sense of


    gratitude.


    She stared at him, dazed for a moment, then opened her arms.


    She didn’t need words; her actions conveyed everything.


    The smile at the corner of Johnny’s lips deepened.


    He propped himself up on the armrest of the wheelchair, rose from it, and then leaned forward to scoop


    Taya into his arms.


    Taya thought it would be a brief hug, but Johnny held her tightly, not letting go, resting his chin on her


    shoulder.


    “When my father brought you back, I thought you were dead…”


    She was carried off the ambnce, and many people pushed her into the emergency room, doctors


    and nurses in a frenzy.


    At that time, he had been shot and couldn’t help at all, just sitting in a wheelchair, watching the


    emergency room.


    He had never felt anxious, nervous, or scared before, but that day’s rescue had frightened him.


    Feeling the man holding her was afraid of something, Taya couldn’t help but raise her hand and gently


    pat his back.


    “When you were shot that day, I thought you were dead too. Now we’re both alive. Don’t be afraid.”


    Taya’s voice seemed to have a magical power, slowly soothing Johnny’s restless emotions.


    He was reluctant to let go, but continuing to embrace her would be crossing a line, an irreversible


    abyss.


    Johnny suppressed all irrational thoughts, released Taya, and then casually sat back in the wheelchair.


    “Is there anything ufortable? Tell me, I’ll have the doctor check you again.” Taya shook her head


    and quietly ced her hand on her abdomen.


    Was the pup still there?


    Thinking about the pup she had fought so hard to conceive, her heart sank.


    “The doctor saved the pup in your belly,” Johnny said. He knew how important the pup was to Taya and


    had spared no effort to protect it.


    “It’s fortunate that the person who saved you provided timely treatment and prevented a miscarriage.”


    Taya looked at Johnny and, through his sincere eyes, finally dared to believe that the pup was still


    there.


    The fingers on her abdomen gradually softened, as if the pup’s presence made her feel less pain.


    She had been selfish, only thinking about finding Griffon, never considering the pup. But her pup had


    never caused her morning sickness, nor had it abandoned her.


    From beginning to end, it had been with her. This obedient pup was Taya’s blessing in life, and she was


    determined to protect the pup in the days toe.


    “Johnny,” her voice was gentle and sweet, and when she called his name, it seemed to carry an electric


    current, making people feel numb.


    Johnny felt that if he got any closer to her, he would be immersed in her and unable to extricate


    himself, but he was willing to indulge in it.


    He gazed at Taya’s pale face for a while, then nodded gently. “Yes, I’m here.”


    Taya removed her fingers from her abdomen and sat up against the head of the bed, looking at him.


    “How did your father find me?”


    “Was he just coincidentally on the deserted ind?”