He gazed in churning emotions at the woman on the bed, his eyes filled with deep sadness and
helplessness.
Until then did the nurse find that Emmett's right hand was bleeding!
...
"You are injured, sir! Your hand!"
The nurse rushed over. She picked up Emmett's hand and looked at it, grimacing.
His fair and perfect hand was injured seriously!
The wound was deep, almost revealing the bones. It was brutal.
"What has happened, sir? How did you get injured like this?"
The nurse disinfected and bandaged his wound with trembling hands.
Emmett was motionless like a statue, ignoring the nurse. He stared at Elaine with desperate eyes.
"I've already bandaged your wound, sir. You must be careful in the next few days. Don't get this hand
injured again, and don't touch the water with it."
The nurse felt distressed for Emmett. She had never seen in her life such a gorgeous man, who was
perfect with his breathtaking face and impeccable figure.
She had seen this handsome man's hands, which were exquisite and fair.
The joints were distinct and the fingers were slender and delicate.
From the look of his hands, she could tell he was a tasteful and elegant man.
However, such a beautiful hand was badly injured!
It was heartbreaking.
The nurse quietly looked at Emmett and found that he was motionless like a silent and sorrowful
sculpture.
"Sir..."
The nurse wanted to remind him to take good care of his hand, but he suddenly stood up.
He panted heavily as he stared at Elaine.
He couldn't help but stoop down and gently caress Elaine's bangs. He was so gentle and affectionate.
"Baby, will you be happy if I stay away from you?"
The thought of losing Elaine shattered his heart into thousands of pieces. He frowned and shut his
eyes tight, his hands trembling.
After that, Emmett sighed and stumped out of the ward.
Kayden followed him once Emmett got out. Before he could say a word, Emmett found a cigarette
packet and took one out.
Kayden quickly lit the cigarette for him, staring at him without blinking.
...
Emmett looked down at the cigarette with desperation and took a few heavy puffs.
Kayden bit his lips, not daring to say anything.
As a bystander, he could feel how upset Emmett was.
Emmett drew heavily on the cigarette and slowly blew smoke rings.
Although he looked melancholy, he was overwhelmingly attractive.
"Kayden, should I give up?"
Kayden gasped.
He was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.
Emmett looked into the distance with puzzled eyes.
"She's forgotten me, and she's forgotten our love. She regards me as a stranger, a superior that is far
away from her.
There is only Mark in her heart. She doesn't like me a bit.
Although I can use my power to have her, she is not happy at all. She feels regretful and upset after
that.
You saw it just now. She got mad after she had sex with me.
In this case, how can I force her to stay with me?
It kills me to cause her pain."
Kayden shuddered at Emmett's honest words.
'Master Smith loves Elaine so much that he could do this for her!"
"But Master Smith, you risked your life to save her. Doesn't it pain you to give her up like that?"
Emmett's hand holding the cigarette trembled lightly, and sadness flickered in his eyes.
"Of course I feel pain."
"But why..."
"I don't want her to suffer..."
Kayden fell silent.
What else could he say?
Emmett harbored no regrets for doing anything for Elaine.
'Master Smith, I didn't know that you are such a devoted man!'
Emmett seemed to have made up his mind. He gritted his teeth and said firmly,
"When her condition stabilizes tomorrow, I will transfer her to the hospital back home. After that, I will
let her go."
...
Kayden pursed his mouth without saying anything, looking at Emmett worriedly.
'Master Smith, can you give up Elaine?
Can you do that?
You love her so much that you are willing to sacrifice your life. Can you give her up easily?'
When Lucas and the others got to the hotel, they each asked for a suite.
Both Lucas and Oliver were rich, and they had a strong sense of privacy, so they wouldn't share their
room with others.
They might only like to share their room with women.
Hazel naturally would not share her room with Oliver or Lucas. Therefore, it was a waste for them to
occupy three suites in the hotel in Iceland.
"I know what you both mean. You want to create opportunities for Emmett and Elaine to stay alone. I
know everything!"
Oliver shouted at Lucas in his room.
"I'm angry with you both! Why do you create opportunities for them? Why don't you do that for me so I
can stay alone with Elaine?
You favor him more than me! You show too much favoritism for him!
I also want to spend more time with Elaine! I didn't want to leave just now, but you dragged me away.
Now Elaine is alone with Emmett, who could devour her alive like a wolf."
Lucas had been thinking of Hazel, so he turned a deaf ear to Oliver's nagging. He drained the wine in
the glass and got to his feet, straightening his clothes.
"Come on. You're tired. Drink some water, take a shower and go sleep. I'm tired. I'll be off."
"Hey! You ignored me! I'm not tired. I'm not tired at all! I came to Iceland to see Elaine! I don't want to
sleep. Lucas, stop there! Stay and listen to me!"
Lucas shook off Oliver's hand, determined to leave.
"You're not tired. I'm tired, okay? I'll go back and take a shower first."
Oliver stamped his feet and cursed at Lucas' back.
"Bastard! You're not taking me seriously! I know you go soft when you see Hazel. I know you well. You
are going to that woman, right? Damn it!"
...
Oliver angrily kicked on the door and threw himself onto the bed, his cheeks bulging with anger.
Lucas hurried back to his room and took a shower. He sprayed some exquisite perfume and dried his
hair. He put on a bathrobe and loosely tied a belt around his waist, going to Hazel's room in his
slippers.
He knocked on the door.
Hazel had just taken a shower. She wrapped a towel around her chest and shuffled the TV channels in
bed.
She could not find any channels that made sense to her, as they were in foreign languages, which were
only meaningless noises to her.
She frowned at the knock on the door. She didn't know anyone in this place. Who would knock on her
door?
It must be Lucas.
"Who is it?"
Hazel asked impatiently.
Outside the door, Lucas straightened up seriously, smoothing his hair with his hands and saying
leisurely,
"Hazel, it's me, Lucas."
It was indeed this guy!
"What's up?"
Hazel quietly walked to the door and leaned against it, but she didn't open the door for Lucas.
"Hazel, the faucet in my bathroom is broken. I can't take a shower. May I use your bathroom?"
Hazel raised her eyebrows and pursed her lips.
A five-star hotel would have a broken faucet? He was lying!
'Go to hell.'
Hazel saw through Lucas' tricks and secretly smiled.
"Really? Why don't you go and take a shower in Oliver's room. It's not convenient here. I'm going to
sleep."
Lucas frowned and said anxiously,
"I went to knock on Oliver's door just now. He's already asleep. Hazel, please. I feel very tired from the
long journey and I need a hot shower badly.
Please, let me use your bathroom. I promise that I will leave after the shower and I will definitely not
disturb your sleep."
Lei Lucas said wretchedly, almost begging like a dog.
...
Hazel laughed silently and teased him.
"It's not convenient for me to stay alone with you. People will gossip if you come to take a shower in my
room."
Lucas was enraged.
'Not convenient to stay alone with me? How many times have we slept together?
I know which part of you is the most sensitive!
I know the easiest way to bring you orgasm.
And now you are telling me that we should be respectful to each other?
Hazel, you're incredible!'
"Hazel, I know that you are very sympathetic and kind, so please show some mercy and let me in. If I
don't take a shower before I go to sleep, I'll have lice. Please."
If the paparazzi secretly recorded and spread what Lucas had said at the door, he would wish to kill
himself.
Lei Lucas said wretchedly, almost begging like a dog.
Hazel laughed silently and teased him.
"It's not convenient for me to stay alone with you. People will gossip if you come to take a shower in my
room."
Lucas was enraged.
‘Not convenient to stay alone with me? How many times have we slept together?
| Know which part of you is the most sensitive!
| Know the easiest way to bring you orgasm.
And now you are telling me that we should be respectful to each other?
Hazel, you're incredible!’
"Hazel, | know that you are very sympathetic and kind, so please show some mercy and let me in. If |
don't take a shower before | go to sleep, I'll have lice. Please."
If the paparazzi secretly recorded and spread what Lucas had said at the door, he would wish to kill
himself.
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