Neil was sent into the VIP ward after he came out of the operation theater. There was a large window in the ward, and Aurelia sat outside of it, looking at Neil lying quietly in bed through it. A type of pain that no one knew of was hidden in her faint expression.

It was now that she understood that one was unable to react under great pain—unable to cry, laugh, speak, or move. She could only sit here stiffly like a log and watch him, afraid to miss a second or minute.

The scene before Neil passed out kept replaying in her mind.

He was covered in blood and struggled with all his might to hold her hand before he pulled out a diamond ring with much difficulty to slide it down her finger.

“I-I propose…” Neil had blood in his mouth too, and he was barely audible. “Aurelia, don’t be scared… I won’t die. I’m going to marry you…”

He was barely coherent, and Aurelia’s heart felt like it was sliced.

Aurelia looked down at her hands. The bloodstains had dried to a dark red, and it was all his blood. He had actually lost so much blood!

wanting to cry but was unable to. She looked at Neil in the ward again, and the

an award-winning actor…

must be acting

well, not knowing how to

for the surgery. The bullet retrieval was a success, but Neil had lost too much blood. Even with a timely blood transfusion, he could not regain consciousness so soon. The longer he was unconscious, though, the worse

back for a rest first. Neil will get the best

asked in worry, “When will he wake

at him and lowered

this is what you’ve amounted to! You’re a

Carter felt wronged. “We have different expertise! You might not know what

Rowan glared

know anyway!” Carter glossed over. “Please go back. Crowding the place won’t

what are you up to?” asked

heart skipped a beat. His father knew him well. The pufferfish was

had never asked

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