Rejected, But Trapped By The Alpha King のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 541 - チャプター 550

They quickly secured her airway and connected the ventilator. They continued the extensive rinsing. They treated the chemical burns according to protocol.Through it all, Cline held Luana's hand. His eyes were bloodshot. He stared fiercely at her pale face. "Luana, you have to fight. Albion is waiting to marry you. Don't disappoint him. PLEASE."He pressed close to her ear. He said it over and over. She still didn't react. It was like all her life had been sucked out.His grip tightened. It felt like the last rope he could cling to.The ambulance stopped at the Emergency entrance.Eva followed them in. She quickly coordinated with the hospital team. They rushed Luana into the trauma room.Cline tried to follow. Eva blocked him. "You will only interfere with the resuscitation."She pushed him out. The door to the trauma room shut immediately.The moment the door locked, the strength holding Cline up vanished.He slid down

After Cline finished feeding her water, he asked softly, "Need more?"Luana lightly shook her head. Her eyes fell on his distinct, bony fingers. There were burn marks on them.She looked up at him. "Your hand..."Cline curled his fingers slightly, avoiding her gaze. He used his other hand to pick up a clean cloth and wipe her lips.He didn't answer her question. Luana didn't press him. Her clear eyes surveyed the room. "How long was I out?"After wiping her lips, Cline answered, "Over half a month."She thought it had only been a few days. She hadn't expected it to be over two weeks.She woke up and saw Cline. What about Clarissa and Albion?She wanted to ask Cline, but she saw him gently cup her cheek. He helped her change her pillow.Then he brought toiletries. He started cleaning her face, her mouth, and her exposed skin.He did everything so naturally. It seemed this was how he had taken care of her while she

Albion set the papers aside. A gentle smile touched his face.Luana lay on the bed, looking at him. It was like seeing the boy he used to be. The one in the back row of the classroom. He would rest his chin on his hand and watched her walk by through the window light. He looked just like this now—calm, controlled, elegant, and reserved.They looked at each other. It was a dignified farewell to the missed chance of their youth.After a long time, Albion looked away. He glanced down at his watch. When he looked up again, his expression was much lighter."Luana, it's a quarter after four. I have to go back to Washington."Guilt still weighed on her, but his eyes showed release. She finally swallowed the words she wanted to say.She spoke gently, just like when she used to send him off to a game. "Then be careful on your trip."His fingers clenched the contract suddenly. "Do you remember what a quarter after four means?"She

She always thought Cline wasn't interested because she wasn't good enough. That was why she went abroad and worked hard to reinvent herself.Who would have thought that a man usually so cold to romance would secretly keep a girl who looked vaguely like her after she left?She planned everything, but she never saw this coming. The woman looked like her. So shy was he not interested in Runa?The thought of a germaphobe who wouldn't even touch her, yet held another woman while doing that, drove Runa insane.She glared at the emotionless Cline. She screamed hysterically, "Cline, no matter what, you promised Cohenli you'd marry me! You CAN'T break your word!"The smile on Cline's thin lips became colder. "You tried to get close to me. You deceived Cohenli. And you want me to marry you? DREAM ON!"He hadn't known the reason before. He might have married Runa for his brother's last wish. But now...Cline raised a long hand. He crooked a fing

Eva scoffed inwardly, but kept a polite smile on her face. "Yes, she is. And you are?"He pulled a business card from his inner jacket pocket and handed it to her. "My name is Erasmus Atkinson."Eva's lips curled slightly when she saw the gold-embossed card that read "Erasmus Atkinson, Chief Designer, Veridian Architecture Inc." "Hello."Erasmus took her hand. He pressed the card into her palm. He smiled charmingly. "If you need a house designed, you can contact me. I'll give you a twenty percent discount."He quickly turned toward the room. The moment he faced away, the smile vanished.Erasmus stopped at the door. He put the smile back on and knocked. "Miss Hammond, may I come in?"Clarissa was massaging Luana's legs. She looked up at the man outside. "Who are you?"Erasmus leaned one hand on the door frame. He smoothed back the perfectly layered hair on his forehead. "Erasmus."Luana heard the name. She remembered Dorian had mentioned sending someone to teach her about architecture.