Chapter 465


    Chapter 465


    If it was due to work, I indeed couldn’t ask someone to leave directly, as the stakes were too high.


    Moreover, this project also involved Mitch.


    “So what should I do? My family’s life will be threatened after he gets out of the hospital.” I was getting


    annoyed, and I threw the question at Neil.


    Neil’s answer was nonchnt, “We’ll cross that bridge when wee to it.”


    I found it amusing, “Aren’t you worried that the lunatic will harm Hiram?”


    As soon as I mentioned Hiram, Neil’s careless attitude changed, and his tone became cold and severe,


    “If he dares to do so, I’ll make sure he won’t have a ce to rest in peace!”


    “What about me? I have kids too!” I challenged.


    “Don’t you have Russel?” Neil’s words made me understand his meaning instantly. He wouldn’t leave


    Eldoria, nor would he stay. away from me. My safety should be Russel’s responsibility.


    I didn’t know what I was feeling at this moment, but it was extremely ufortable.


    Neil cared more about Karina and Hiram’s safety, which I naturally understood. But if my danger was


    due to him, and he didn’t take responsibility, it would upset me.


    “Neil, you really are my curse. Please stay away from me in the future.” I didn’t want him to say more


    and asked him to leave, “You can go now.


    Neil didn’t leave.


    I ignored him andy down on the hospital bed. I pulled up the nket, ready to take a nap.


    But I felt a shadow approaching. When I opened my eyes, Neil had stood up. He leaned over, his


    hands propped up on both sides of my shoulders, creating a sense of entrapment.


    I looked at those eyes close to me in astonishment, “Neil, what are you doing?”


    “Did Louis touch you anywhere?” Neil’s eyes narrowed. That was a look I recognized. It was


    dangerous.


    “Are you crazy?!” I was both angry and speechless, “What does that have to do with you? Besides, he


    only ripped my clothes!”


    If Louis had seeded, I would have stabbed him with a knife while Neil was beating him.


    Neil seemed to be contemting something, and I pped him hard, leaving a clear handprint on his


    fair face.


    He tilted his head, the handprint on his cheek made a striking contrast.


    “Alright, then there’s no problem.” Neil seemed to have been awakened by my p. He got up and


    gently touched the side of his face that had been pped.


    I really didn’t know if there was something wrong with his brain.


    However, it was at this moment that Russel’s voice came, cold and deep, “What are you guys doing?”


    I looked in astonishment at the entrance of the ward.


    Russel had his hands in the pockets of his white coat, and his eyes under the sses reflected a cold


    light as he looked at me and Neil.


    Had he seen the scene where Neil bent down and wrapped his arms around me?


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    I suddenly felt as if I had been caught cheating. My face flushed hotly.


    “You’re asking what we’re doing?” Neil was indeed a genius at courting death, Not only did he not


    exin, but he also coldly countered.


    “Russel, Neil came to the hospital to handle Louis’s medical expenses, and he also came to check on


    me. He’s leaving soon.” I had to exin, as neither of these two men knew how to express themselves


    properly. Their conversation was filled with tension.


    Russel slowly removed his sses and put them in his pocket, then walked in and cleared the


    entrance, “Is that so? Then you can go now, Neil.”


    Neil scoffed, nced at me, and then licked the side of his face where the handprint was. Then he left


    swiftly.


    I breathed a sigh of relief. As long as these two men didn’t appear at the same time, I would feel that


    the world was still pretty good.


    The room wasn’t very bright at the moment because I had drawn the curtains, but everything was still


    clear.


    I didn’t want Russel to waste time with me because of Neil, so I immediately changed the subject,


    “Were Serena and Brandon behaving when you came?”


    Russel closed the door of the ward, and if I wasn’t mistaken, he seemed to have locked it. This action


    made me feel odd and a bit uneasy.


    His voice was also very low, “Yes, they were behaving. Norah should be able to handle them.”


    As he spoke, he came to the side of my bed. Russel with sses was cool and elegant, and the added


    charm of his profession as a doctor made him seem aloof yet meticulous.


    Without sses, Russel’s eyes became several times more aggressive. Although not as tantly


    dangerous as Neil’s, they gave me a feeling I wasn’t quite used to.


    I was looking at Russel standing by the bed in silence, feeling very flustered. We seldom had this kind


    of feeling, and the room was very quiet for a moment.


    Before I could figure out what was going on, Russel had seized my hands. I was unable to move, and


    his lips kissed mine. Unlike Neil’s faint taste of cigarettes and mint, his was a light lemon vor.


    I was stunned, and even though I tried to break free, I was helpless. Russel usually respected me, but


    when he got physical, I still didn’t stand a chance.


    He gnawed at my lips, gentle but slightly rough. I felt pain several times, but he didn’t give me a chance


    to protest.


    It wasn’t until his hand started to heat up, as if he couldn’t resist some urge, and slipped into my


    clothes, that I fiercely pped him.


    It was even harder than when I pped Neil!


    With a crisp sound, the p echoed in the ward, immediately stopping Russel’s next action. He froze,


    and at this close distance, our eyes met, and the impulse in his eyes seemed to clear up.


    I clenched my teeth, my eyes welling up, and red at Russel.


    Seeing me cry, he seemed puzzled. He removed his hand from me and stood by the bed, looking down


    at me, “Why? I’m better than him, aren’t I? But why are you still entangled with him?”


    “Is that what I want?!” I questioned, on the verge of breakdown, “Didn’t I avoid him? Didn’t I move?


    Didn’t I publicly acknowledge you as my husband to the outside world? All of this was to avoid Neil’s


    harassment, but it’s useless. Russel, you can’t me all of this on me. Given the circumstances, only if


    I die will Neil stop bothering me.”


    Russel stared at me intently, his lips a vibrant red from our recent kiss, reminiscent of a poisonous


    poppy.


    Tears cascaded down my cheeks. Neil’s actions had already left me feeling unsettled to the core, and


    Russel’s way of expressing his displeasure was more than I could bear!