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Chapter 160 Not Afraid of Death, Afraid of This?
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The nurse quickly reinserted. the needle and hung the IV for Beatrice.
After dealing with it, Caden glanced at Brend.
“You went out first.”
Brend was clutching his stomach again and rubbing his arm that Caden had just pulled: “Count it as a work injury!”
The ward door closed slowly, leaving only Beatrice and Caden in the room.
Beatrice came
to her senses and tried to break free from the man’s embrace.
But she was firmly imprisoned by him from behind, his warm chest carrying a hint of firmness, and a dominant and overbearing aura enveloped her.
His voice was deep and icy as he said, “Did you know she would come looking for you?” “I don’t know, didn’t Uncle Caden say I’m not smart enough? How could I possibly guess what others are thinking?” Beatrice whispered.
“Are you stubbornly speaking?”
The man sat behind Beatrice, unable to see her expression or discern her emotions.
He just reached out and pulled the blanket over the two of them.
The man’s body was warm, and instantly the cold blanket became warm and cozy.
Beatrice felt awkward, she wanted to move but couldn’t.
The room returned to tranquility, with only the faint sound of the sheets being moved, revealing a hint of ambiguity.
A moment later, Beatrice clenched the blanket tightly and said, “It was Madelynn.”
“Stop talking, take a break.” Caden’s voice suddenly turned cold.
Beatrice’s body grew cold again.
He saw the miserable state she was in just now, and up until this moment, he was actually still protecting Madelynn.
Beatrice breathed heavily, her throat ached, her nasal passages hurt, and even her lungs felt trembling with pain.
She gritted her teeth and pulled the blanket off him, wrapping it around herself.
“I would call the police. Unless you killed me, no one can stop me.”
Timothy had just been promoted, and his position was not stable. Many people were jealous, but she didn’t believe that the entire police station was filled with people from the Melendez family..
Even if it was destined to fail, she still wanted to stir up the pool water. “Killed you?”
The cold melody accompanied the man’s breath as it brushed against Beatrice’s ear, carrying a sense of dangerous oppression.
Without waiting for her reaction, the hand that was holding her waist moved up and slipped under her clothes, pressing against her skin.
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The scorching palm was wrapped in gauze, giving an indescribable rough sensation, and then it rubbed along the waistline.
Beatrice took a breath and held onto his arm.
His breath, close to her ear, was a hot gust that sprayed onto her neck, causing her to tremble with
unease as the blood from
from his arteries spread throughout her body.
He chuckled, “Not afraid of death, but afraid of this?”
Upon hearing this, Beatrice became extremely angry.
“You deliberately…”
She suddenly turned her head and collided with his nose, leaving her stunned. Obviously, Caden didn’t expect her to suddenly turn around. In silence, a slight change in his expression revealed a coldness.
His deep gaze locked onto her, growing deeper and deeper.
He slowly raised his hand and gently brushed her cheek with his warm fingertips, leaning his face towards hers.
Beatrice’s hand hurt a little after getting the injection, and she furrowed her brows. He raised his gaze, his eyes remained as calm as ever, but his voice was a little hoarse: “Go to sleep.”
Not knowing if it was the effect of the medication, she couldn’t muster any energy to argue him and fell asleep, drowsily leaning against his chest.
But she always felt that something was wrong.
He seemed to not have threatened her from calling the police.
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When Beatrice woke up again, Caden was already gone.
with
The room was very quiet, and the warmth inside the blanket was especially comfortable. She lifted the blanket with some confusion and found a hot water bottle placed under her hand, which she had just hung water on.
who spoke just now.
It should have been prepared by the gentle nurse Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the phone on the bedside table and immediately sat up.
The phone must have been brought back by Caden.
What did he do again?
Beatrice opened her phone and, to her surprise, Caden did not touch her phone. At that moment, she couldn’t fathom Caden’s thoughts.
But she had more important things to do now.
If she really wanted to report to the police, she would definitely have to get her injuries examined. She would have to go and ask what was missing from her medical report.
After getting out of bed, Beatrice just stood up and her legs immediately felt weak, as if stepping
on cotton.
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She gritted her teeth and walked step by step towards the doctor’s office. Halfway through, the office door was suddenly forcefully pushed open by someone.
Brend rushed out of the phone and exclaimed, “Are you trying to get yourself killed? What a mess!”
Because he was in a hurry, he ran past Beatrice without noticing her.
Beatrice looked at his back and thought of the person who had escaped from the changing room, like… and yet not quite like.
Just now, Caden smashed all of Brend’s masks and bumped into so many cabinets. Why does he now look completely unaffected, as if nothing happened?
And why did Caden still trust Brend so much, even though he knew about Brend and Madelynn’s affair?
Various doubts lingered in Beatrice’s mind.
She ignored her weak body and leaned against the wall to keep up with Brend’s footsteps.
Brend entered the Emergency Center.
Beatrice
stood
outside the
half–opened
door,
There was a row of beds, with different people lying on them.
sneakily
peering
inside.
Brend walked up to the middle bed and forcefully pulled open the bed curtain. Looking at the person on the bed, he burst out cursing, “Are you out of your mind? You actually went to the remote mountains for a car race!”
Racing?
Beatrice felt a sudden panic in her chest.
But Brend’s position blocked the person on the bed, and he couldn’t see anything. The nurse quickly grabbed Brend’s arm.
“Brend, calm down. Brenton also has hobbies, you know. He was wearing protective gear, so apart from a slight fracture and some serious injuries on his face, the rest of his body only has minor abrasions.”
Hearing that there was no big issue, Brend visibly breathed a sigh of relief and pushed the on the bed with his hand.
“Get up, I’ll take care of the wounds on your face.”
As soon as the words fell, a disheveled figure sat up on the bed.
person
Crossing his legs, one hand resting on his knee, he revealed the eye–catching watch on his wrist.
At this moment, Brend reached for the medicine, revealing the appearance of the watch’s owner to Beatrice.
She widened her eyes in disbelief.
Two… Brend!
Despite the injury on his face, Brend, who was wearing a watch, still had a face that looked almost identical to Brend’s.
While Brend was tending to the person on the bed’s wound, two young nurses at the nurse’s
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“Brenton looks so handsome, no wonder he is the most handsome among the new doctors, completely different from his brother Brend.”
“More than that, can you imagine that he was a pediatrician?”
“I really wanted to see what he was like when he was coaxing the child.” After speaking, Brend had already removed the helmet fragments embedded in the man’s face. Beatrice looked up and saw a face with a diamond–shaped scar above the eyebrow. Gradually, the doctor in my past memories completely overlapped.
“It was Mr. Caden who personally escorted your daughter to the operating table. We had confirmed the surgery with him multiple times in advance, and this is his signature.” “Your daughter died. There was a special medicine to prevent the infection, but Mr. Caden said it wasn’t a big deal and that there was no need to use the special medicine.” “Take comfort, at least Mr. Caden’s son was saved, wasn’t he?”
Isn’t it?
Those three words at that time felt like a dagger deeply piercing Beatrice’s heart.
She
stared straight
at
the
doctor
who
announced
her daughter’s death.
I remembered his face and also remembered his scars.
Although Brend doesn’t have this scar now, many things will happen in the next eight years, it is not impossible for a scar to appear on his face.
So Beatrice didn’t think much at all.
I didn’t expect that she actually mistook the wrong person!
Pediatrics, Brend… That’s how Stella’s death can be explained.
and
Just as Beatrice was about to collapse, a pair of hands held her from behind…
