Chapter 04: You can't even want to die

Chang ...

A shrill sound rang out.

While Nolan Patrick did not pay attention, Almira had awakened ever since. She rushed towards the next closet, banging her head hard on it. The vase placed on top fell to the ground and shattered. Almira's body was completely neglected.

She fell to the ground, her mind reeling, then unconscious. Fresh blood flowed from the forehead wet. Almira is like a small bird trapped, currently can only lie and wait to die.

The sudden incident made Nolan Patrick extremely surprised.

He gasped at Almira, his eyes are so surprised that he panicked.

"Damn it."

Nolan let out a roar, jumped down, and picked up Almira in his hand.

Red blood continued to rush out, soaking wet on his naked chest. Nolan doesn't care about anything around him anymore. He kicked the door hard, making a shrill sound.

The others were standing outside, hearing loud noises, and turned to look. They were shocked by the sight in front of them and immediately stood back to the side.

"Prepare your car to the hospital immediately!"

Nolan Patrick shouted.

The sound is loud, so Luis also noticed. He forced his face to look up, his face turned white. The girl he loves is lying in Nolan Patrick's hand, fresh blood is drenching all over his body, his clothes are messy, and his hair is messy.

Luis used all his strength left struggling, roaring, and scolding:

"Dog! I kill you. I kill you."

Nolan paid no attention to him, carrying Almira and rushing down the floor.

The car was waiting, starting the engine, ready to turn the throttle at any time. Sitting in the car, Nolan Patrick repeatedly wiped the blood on his face with the bloody towel for Almira. Looking at her fainting, life and death are not clear like this, his intestines are as hot as fire.

William, Nolan Patrick's bodyguard, turned his head to look at him with fear:

"Lady Almira will be safe, boss."

"I won't let her die so easily. If so, isn't it too much for her?"

Nolan Patrick grinned.

The cruelty and emotionlessness appeared on his handsome face. Naturally, William understands this. He just bowed, and obediently drove. The rest has to wait for Nolan Patrick to decide.

Soon, the luxury car parked in front of the city's largest hospital gate. Nolan Patrick carried Almira inside. A team of good doctors quickly ran over, bringing Almira to the treatment room. The emergency room door was closed.

Nolan sat in front of the waiting row, calmly lit a cigarette, and smoked. White smoke scattered, spreading throughout the room. Looking at him now looks like a powerful emperor.

Indeed, this terrible power is enough to scare people.

A female doctor came, and saw Nolan Patrick smoking and immediately warned:

"Sorry, please don't smoke in the hospital room."

Nolan "oh" gave a voice, then extinguished the cigarette, and threw it into the nearby trash.

Waiting after the female doctor left, he turned to William, instructing him:

"Investigate me about her background."

William knows, Nolan Patrick feels interested in this female doctor.

Therefore, he wanted to learn about her. Because up to now, those who know Nolan's identity and still oppose him are often very rare. William nodded quickly and quickly turned to leave. Only Nolan Patrick alone, his peachy gaze quickly narrowed.

Nolan grinned, constantly arising pathetic images of Almira. Does this stubborn girl dare to use this self-destruction method just to die?

Wow ... wow ...

Nolan Patrick silently praised.

The more she wanted to leave him as soon as possible, the more Nolan Patrick liked to joke. This game is not over yet. More than two hours later, the door of the hospital room was pushed out. Nolan stood up and went inside.

The surgeon directly for Almira gently explained:

"Fortunately, the wound is only on the skin. You should not be too worried."

"Oh, very good. Thank you very much, doctor."

Nolan Patrick smiled, shaking hands with the doctor.

Almira lay on the hospital bed, her face pale. The tear on her forehead was stitched with a long thread. Not knowing how long it was, Almira finally awoke. The effect of the anesthetic was over, making her feel the pain quickly.

Almira's hand was intertwined with water. She moved a little, her whole body was exhausted, and no life was left.

Almira sighed, dejectedly looking at the ceiling.

"Are you blaming yourself?"

A hoarse voice rang out. Almira did not bother to look in the direction of the sound and smirked. Nolan Patrick stood up, folding his arms towards her.

"Why? Or, you are feeling regret for not banging a little more. If you use more strength, surely this small network of yours has gone to the haunted house."

Nolan Patrick's satirical words made Almira feel heavily offended.

But he is right, Almira is blaming himself. Blame why she could be so cowardly. Looking at Almira's pathetic appearance, Nolan Patrick felt extremely gloating. He pulled out his phone, called William, and told him something.

While waiting for William to come, Nolan Patrick suddenly remembered something. After all, his punishment is still not enough to get an absolute score to teach Almira.

The wedding was not over, the bride fled. Mr. and Mrs. Leon Patrick are extremely angry. Mr. Leon, the father of Nolan Patrick, after the daughter-in-law fled, she was hospitalized. He could not stand the pressure from public opinion.

Self-respect makes Leon just want to teach Almira a life-long lesson.

"How's the situation? Quickly bring that spoiled girl here."

Over the phone, his voice became hoarse, sometimes coughing up a few hours. Nolan Patrick looked at Almira, lying on the bed. Long slender fingers tapped on the table.

He calmly answered, the corners of his lips slightly bent:

"Well, please rest assured to stay healthy. Everything has children to worry about."

However, Mr. Leon still refused to leave it alone. He warned:

"You should teach your wife again. After this, just fear our stocks will go down. Don't forgive her. Damn!"