Married a Secret Billionaire

Sasha had just arrived at the hospital when two of Elijah’s men seized her before she could react. Her mind went blank, and she didn’t understand what was happening.

The bodyguards restraining her were tall and strong, making it impossible for her to break free. Just as she was about to scream, they forcefully stuffed a piece of cloth into her mouth, leaving her only able to make muffled noises.

These men appeared to know the hospital layout well, skillfully avoiding surveillance cameras as they swiftly dragged her into a laboratory.

Elijah stood by the window with his back turned to her. The sunlight streaming in highlighted his cold and stern figure.

Sasha’s eyes widened, and her muffled sounds grew more urgent.

“Ms. Harding, I apologize,” Elijah said coldly. “I had to resort to this method to meet you.”

After speaking, he gestured to two individuals in white lab coats beside him. The doctors understood his meaning. With a wave of their hands, the bodyguards pinned Sasha onto an operating table.

“Mmph!”

you resist, the more

be removed. A rush of oxygen entered Sasha’s lungs, and she gasped for air,

just want you to

“Elijah=–“

slowly, “Sasha, you may not understand the feelings of

kept evading and refusing

you going to force me

procedures. The cloth was stuffed back into Sasha’s mouth. She struggled, her neck veins bulging as

she was injected with anesthesia after a while and soon fell into a

and forth,

passed second by

out of the lab,

Chriss, please take a