Chapter 839 An Invisible Wound


    Even once she was out of immediate danger, J stayed where she was on the floor.


    She didn''t have time to chase after Jorge right now. Jorge seemed to have done something to


    Draco, which worried her a great deal.


    She became even more upset when Draco''s lips turned pale.


    "Mr. Wesley, are you sure you''re not hurt?" J wasn''t sure what Jorge had done. She insisted on


    checking the condition of Draco''s arm. "I saw him touch it," she exined.


    J was sure that Jorge must have been making an attempt on her life, but she couldn''t tell


    exactly what he''d done. She had only vaguely recalled that there had seemed to be something in


    Jorge''s hand. She had assumed that it had perhaps been a knife or another deadly weapon. But, if


    so, why couldn''t she find a wound on Draco''s arm?


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    Draco shook his head and felt weak. But other than that, everything else seemed normal. He rolled


    up his sleeves to check his arm himself, but he couldn''t find any wounds.


    His arm didn''t seem to be blemished by even so much as a tiny red dot.


    Holding Draco''s arm in her hands, J carefully checked it over again a few more times before


    finally letting out a sigh of relief. "It seems that


    Jorge didn''t seed, after all."


    After a while, Draco felt reassured that he was alright. "I''m fine. Now after all thatmotion, you


    should tell Brandon that you''re safe. He''s probably worried to death."


    Only then did J recall that her phone was still on the ground.


    She hurried to pick it up. The screen showed that Brandon was still on the other end of the line.


    "J, can you hear me?"


    "Brandon, I''m here." As soon as J had regained herposure, she craned her neck, looking


    warily in the direction where Jorge had run away. She couldn''t find him.


    "What happened? Are you hurt?" Brandon asked anxiously.


    With a trembling voice, J raised her voice and said, "As soon as the other passengers learned


    that Jorge was a wanted criminal, they panicked. He knew he was in danger, so he ran off the


    ne. Jorge managed to mingle with them and now he can''t be found."


    Brandon whispered, "He can''t escape."


    Brandon had asked Sean to block the airport.


    Both the police and Brandon''s men were involved in the arrest, and Jorge wouldn''t be able to


    escape today.


    "It sounded like Jorge confronted you head-on. Were you hurt?" Brandon was still worried.


    The moment that J''s phone had been knocked to the ground, his heart had almost stopped


    beating. Countless horrific thoughts had shed through his mind. Brandon wished he could kill


    Jorge with his own bare hands.


    J did her best to try to set his mind at ease. "When you called, Jorge was right in front of me.


    He must have wanted to kill me, but Mr. Wesley block him from getting to me, so I wasn''t hurt."


    With a woeful look on her face, she said, "It''s just a pity that Jorge got away."


    J reflected again upon having checked Draco''s arm. It was strange that there had been no


    wound there. Something seemed to have happened. Why else would Jorge have had that strange


    look on his face when he ran away?


    "I think Mr. Wesley is injured, but I can''t seem to find a wound on him. It''s very strange." Then J


    turned to look over at Draco again. Draco was standing up and picking his backpack up from the


    seat. He didn''t seem to have sustained any injury at all.


    Brandon also felt that something was definitely wrong. "Just to be safe, you get off the ne with


    Draco and we''ll have him go to the nearest hospital for a full examination."


    J agreed.


    The flight attendant and the captain had received notice from the airport that they should evacuate


    the ne, which they began to do.


    After hanging up the phone, J prepared to lead Draco off the ne.


    "Please line up and exit the ne in an orderly fashion." "Mr. Wesley, let''s get off the ne first, and


    take you to a hospital for a full examination." J supported Draco''s arm with one hand, holding


    both of their backpacks with her other one.


    In the past, J never would have allowed herself such intimate contact with Draco, as it wasn''t


    appropriate. But this was a very specific and potentially dangerous situation, so she didn''t have time


    to worry about propriety. She continued to gently hold onto Draco''s arm.


    This warmed Draco''s heart. He smiled and reassured J, "I''m just feeling a little listless. I got to


    bed tootest night. It''s normal. Don''t be nervous."


    J smiled back at him but still felt guilty. "Jorge attacked you because you were trying to protect


    me. I''m responsible for it. I won''t rest assured until I know you''re safe."


    The sweetly obstinate expression on J''s face made Draco smile in return. He teased, "If I were


    as badly injured as all that, I''m afraid I wouldn''t be able to get off the ne by now. As you said


    before, Jorge probably hasn''t had the chance to take action yet."


    Could it really be so simple? J had a bad feeling about the whole thing.