Tyler's heart leaped to his throat. He instinctively turned to see who it was, but before he could get a good look, he was dragged away from the bed by his wrist and flung onto the floor.His forehead struck the table as he fell, and fresh blood slid down from the gash across his skin, blurring his vision. However, he dared not dawdle. He scrambled to crawl toward Hannah.However, she kicked him aside and looked down her nose at him. There was no warmth on her face. Her gaze was ice-cold. "What the hell were you doing just now, Tyler? What are you playing at?"Tyler blanched, but he hurriedly crawled to her feet and clung to her. "Honey, honey, hear me out, okay? It's not what you think. I wasn't doing anything—"At that moment, Tristan's chest rose and fell rapidly, and a bluish hue crept over his cheeks. He looked like his breathing had been cut off."Tristan!" Hannah cried, pressing the call button on the headboard.The next second, the doctor and his team of nurses surged int
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