Edward stood bedside, looking at her pale white face. She looked pitiful, like a fragile doll, not daring to touch her.

Edward looked at her and only felt a pain in his heart, as if a knife had cut through his heart. He wished that the person who caused her to have a car accident could be slashed a thousand times. He will find him out and burn his bones and turn them into ashes.

The ward was deathly still, and Edward had no choice but to lower his head.

Only when he heard her weak breathing, would he be able to calm down.

The doctor said that her condition was quite optimistic, but if her head was hit, it might have side effects. She needed to stay in the hospital to be carefully observed.

The wounds on her body had already been bound up. They were not considered serious injuries and would not endanger his life.

Listening to the doctor's uncertain words, Edward felt a strong sense of unease.

Perhaps, he was too careless and did not arrange for a bodyguard to follow her, causing her to suffer this injury.

There were many things that could not be imagined before it happened. Only when it happened would one suddenly wake up.

Prevention was so important.

Edward gently held her small hand.

Once she had recovered, he would no longer want her to go out alone, and in fact, he no longer wished for her to go to work. He only wanted her to stay at home peacefully so that he could come back and see her gentle smile.

Yes, he had already decided that in the future, he would not let her be in danger again.

Even though he felt that using this method would reduce her possibility of getting danger in the future, it wasn't very realistic.


Ever since he had known her, Edward had never restricted anything.

She was free to do whatever it was that she wanted to do.

To love someone, isn't that the same as accepting everything from her? Do not break her wings, give her a free sky, let her fly as much as she can.

His mind was in a mess as he thought of many things, but they couldn't compare to the warmth he felt when he held her in his palm.

Just as Edward was blaming himself, his phone rang.

He quickly muted it and looked at the caller ID. He gently let go of her hands, stood up and walked out of the ward. "Josh?"

"Brother, I heard from my company that sister was in a car accident. Is that true?" Richard's worried voice came over.

Edward said in a heavy and sorrowful tone, "Yes, I'm in the hospital now. She just finished her surgery."

"Is it serious? I'm coming over to take a look!" Richard immediately cried out.

"Alright, come over here!" Edward nodded, he could not explain it clearly over the phone.

It was only then that Richard stood downstairs in the cold wind for a long time, calmed himself down, and prepared to go upstairs with his red eyes.

At this moment! Eliza, who was thrown in front of the press conference by Richard, it nearly had her head explode.

Her legs were injured, so she could only sit on the sofa, but at that moment, someone let two reporters in.

After seeing her, they immediately ran over," Miss Eliza, why are you sitting here alone? Where's Richard Hughes?"

"I think I just saw Richard Hughes leaving in a hurry. He didn't bring you along?"

Faced with their questions, Eliza was in a daze. She did not know how to answer, because she had no experience.

She was a reckless journalist herself.

"Oh, he... He left in a hurry, and I'm going to leave now." Eliza said as she stood up to leave.

However, the next second, she took a step forward. The pain from her twisted heel was like a needle piercing her, causing her to fall back onto the sofa.

She muttered an incantation in a vexed tone in her heart.

This Richard really didn't have any manliness at all. After bringing her here, he actually abandoned her and ran off by himself.

Damn it, I hate him!

"Miss Eliza, is your foot hurt? Oh, gosh, its swollen, why didn't Mr. Richard bring you to see a doctor?" The reporter seemed to have caught a whiff of some explosive scandal, and deliberately lowered his head to look at Eliza's red and swollen heel, and asked in surprise.

Eliza jumped in shock and quickly used her long skirt to block her heels, feigning calmness: "No, my legs are fine, I'm just tired, I want to rest here for a bit, can you guys stop asking? I don't want to answer."
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