Chapter 153


    Lucian scooped her up and strode forward. When he reached the entrance, he told James, “Take care


    of these folks for me, will ya?”


    “Got it”


    James nced at Randal sprawled out on the ground, his pain so severe he’d passed out like a fat pig.


    He gave him a kick and muttered, “What on earth possessed


    you to cross Lucian?”


    At the hospital, the doctor urgently treated Allison’s forehead wound, then turned to the grim man and


    said, “She’s not too badly hurt. Her wound has been stitched up and she needs to rest. She should


    wake up by tomorrow.”


    “Sir, your back wound…” The nurse was cleaning her suturing tools when she noticed the blood


    seeping through Lucian’s silver–grey shirt.


    Lucian seemed unfazed by the pain.


    “Let me treat that for you. The nurse offered.


    The wound on Lucian’s back wasn’t long, but it was deep. The nurse suggested an antibiotic shot. All


    the while, Lucian’s gaze remained on the hospital bed.


    Allison looked pale. Her small face was obscured by arge bandage


    Lucian wasn’t sure what he was feeling. Was he angry? Hell yes. The sight of that jerk trying to hurt


    Allison made him want to kill the guy on the spot.


    Why was he so mad? Lucian clenched his lips, his emotions bing clearer. He was starting to care


    about Allison.


    “No.. no…”


    Lucian closed his eyes to rest, only to be awakened by a woman’s whisper. It was the middle of the


    night.


    Allison seemed to be caught in a dream; her face was pale and sweaty “No, don’t…


    “Wake up, Allison. Open your eyes!”


    Suddenly, a deep voice shattered her dream, like a path appearing through the fog.


    Allison opened her eyes. Her gaze fell on the man’s face. “Lucian…” She murmured, her lips pale and


    trembling.


    Her eyshes quivered. “It’s really you…”


    She’d had a long dream, and at the end of it, she saw a bright light and Lucianing towards her


    Lucian smirked. “Who else did you expect? Your old me, Dr. Dn?”


    Allison propped herself up on the bed, trying to sit up.


    She leaned back against the headboard. “How did you get here?”


    “Didn’t you call me?”


    Allison’s lips moved. In her confusion, she had called Lucian. Regardless, she said sincerely, “Mr.


    Lindberg, thank you.”


    Her lips curled into a small smile, like the moonlight reflecting off water, which cast a soft glow.


    Lucian was taken aback. Thank me? That requires sincerity.”


    Allison seemed not to hear him. I feel dizzy and tired…


    With that, she curled up under the covers like a cat and closed her eyes.


    “Mr. Lindberg, goodnight.”


    Lucian’s lips twitched into a smile.


    Goodnight?


    Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org.


    He sat down in the chair, closing his eyes. The air was filled with the sweet scent of a woman. He


    figured it was better than any calming incense.