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.

was deep. The nurse suggested an antibiotic shot. All the while, Lucian’s gaze

Her small face was

he angry? Hell yes. The sight of that jerk

his lips, his emotions becoming

“No.. no…”

rest, only to be awakened by a woman’s whisper. It was the middle of the night.

a dream; her face was pale and sweaty

up, Allison. Open

voice shattered her dream, like a path appearing through

fell on the man’s face. “Lucian…”

eyelashes quivered. “It’s

at the end of it, she saw a bright light and Lucian coming

smirked. “Who else did you expect? Your old flame, Dr.

on the bed, trying to sit

against the headboard. “How did