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.

long, but it was deep. The nurse suggested an antibiotic shot. All

looked pale. Her small face was

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

his lips, his emotions becoming

“No.. no…”

his eyes to rest, only to be awakened by a woman’s

dream; her face was pale and sweaty “No, don’t…

Allison. Open your eyes!”

dream, like a

on the man’s face.

“It’s really you…”

of it, she

you expect? Your old

on the bed, trying to sit up.

back against the headboard.