The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

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 glanced 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.

suggested an antibiotic

pale. Her small face was obscured

he angry? Hell yes. The sight of that jerk trying to hurt Allison made him want to kill the

mad? Lucian clenched his lips, his emotions becoming clearer. He was

“No.. no…”

to be awakened by a

dream; her face was pale

Open

her dream, like a path appearing through the fog.

Her gaze fell on the man’s face. “Lucian…” She murmured, her lips

eyelashes quivered. “It’s

the end of it, she

else did you expect? Your old flame, Dr. Dylan?”

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

back against the headboard.