All Too Late

Chapter 327 Why Cry

Gizem caught up to the two people. They had already opened the car door and got Desi into the car. One of the men gave way for another to get into the car first. Gizem’s eyes flashed with a cold glint as she flung the dagger in her hand out. The dagger landed gingerly on the eye of the man who was about to take Desi away. The man let out a sharp wail.

The other man dashed over in Gizem’s direction, the one who was the strongest among the group of four. However, Gizem did not seem at all intimidated. The man took out a blade, and Gizem’s eyes narrowed as he aimed the blade right at her. She turned sideways and managed to dodge the blade unscathed, save for a few slashed strands of hair. Her eyes darkened as she snapped, “You have a death wish!” The man let out a cold snicker. “A mere wench and you dare challenge me?” Then, he hurled another blade in her direction, to which she managed to dodge yet again. The man who had gotten hurt pulled out the dagger in his eye and aimed it right at Desi. “If you keep up with this fight, I will kill her!”

fighting?” the man snickered. “You’ve hurt four of my men.

to hold in her pain. The man fell to the ground, and the dagger that he was clutching was sent flying. He reached out and tried to grab it. Before he could, someone who was wearing a pair of shiny leather shoes stepped on the man’s hand and hissed, “You have a death wish!” Then, the sound of another gunfire shot rang out. The man was dead. After confirming that Desi was all right, Gizem turned to look at the man who saved her. Oddly, she found the man’s slender figure blurry. The pain

was bleeding profusely. His blood-stained hand held Gizem’s face as he urged, “Wake up!” Gizem looked at the man and mumbled softly, “Samuel, you’re all right. Samuel, I won’t let you die.” Then, she fainted. Samuel was stumped as he held her in his embrace. For some unknown reason, he felt a numbing pain in his chest. Then, he rushed Gizem to the hospital and waited outside the operating room. His sleeves, shirt, chest, and hands were all stained with blood. He stood frozen, still as a statue. Gemma approached him and reported, “Mr. Macari, Desi and Madeline are all right, but they’re on sedatives and will only regain consciousness after some time.” Samuel nodded. “Luckily Gizem has managed to stall them,” Gemma said and pursed her lips. “I hope

pushed open. A doctor made his way out of the room. Samuel stepped forward and asked, “Doctor, is she going to be all right?” “Her shoulders are injured. Luckily, her bones are not affected. Nonetheless, she had received ten stitches and lost a lot of blood. She’s going to need ample rest to recuperate,” the doctor elucidated. Samuel nodded. “Yes, I understand.” The doctor then turned around to leave. Gizem was pushed out of the operating room and sent to the ward immediately. “Mr. Macari, you may want to go take a look at Desi. I will take care of Gizem.” “Okay. I will head there later.” “Sure.” Gemma nodded. Samuel turned around to leave

Sleep-talking? Samuel approached Gizem’s bedside and bent over to listen to her. However, she had already stopped sleep-talking. Samuel cast a sideways glance at Gemma and asked, “What did she say just now?” “Nothing much. I can’t hear her clearly.” Gemma thought it was best to not tell Samuel about it. Things could potentially get really awkward, considering that Gizem still had to treat Desi. Given Gizem’s personality, Gemma reckoned that she would want to keep her feelings to herself. I don’t think that she will ever want to let Samuel know. Hence, Gemma thought it was best to bite her tongue. Samuel furrowed his brows. “Is she going to be all right?” “She’s going to be fine.” Gemma paused. “Mr. Macari, do you think we should inform Gizem’s family about her condition?” Samuel shook his head. “She’s an orphan.” An orphan? Gemma was surprised to hear that as she had no idea