The mention of âdisabledâ made Maggieâs tears flow even more freely.
Sanford sighed, feeling helpless, and gently wiped her cheeks.
âAre you so upset because I am confined to a wheelchair? Afraid I wonât be able to satisfy you anymore?â
Hearing his teasing tone, Maggie hugged him tightly, her tears still streaming.
âI could never be upset with you,â she said through her sobs.
âNo matter what happens, Iâll never leave you.â
Sanfordâs eyes sparkled with tenderness as he gently patted Maggieâs back.
âYou love me so much, willing to stay with me even though I canât satisfy you anymore, huh?â
Maggie raised her tear-filled eyes, punched his shoulder lightly, and said through a sob, âCanât you be serious for just a moment?â
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Sanford chuckled.
âAlright, if you stop crying, I promise Iâll be serious.â
âI wonât cry anymore,â Maggie declared, sniffing back her tears and wiping her face.
The others stood quietly to the side, witnesses to the tender scene unfolding.
Barlow glanced over at Brian and Rosalynn.
âAre you two okay?â
âWeâre fine,â Rosalynn assured with a nod.
Brian looked toward Sanford, his voice tinged with remorse.
âSanford took a bullet for me; it was meant for me.â
His dark eyes brimmed with guilt.
Barlow offered a comforting pat on his shoulder.
âMr.
Hughes, are we ready to depart?â A member of the medical staff approached.
Before heading back to Skrix, Brian had already contacted the director of Skrix Hospital to arrange an ambulance for Sanford and the injured bodyguard.
Now, the ambulance was here.
âYes,â Brian said.
The medical team swiftly maneuvered the stretcher toward them, preparing to transfer Sanford into the ambulance.
âMr.
Hughes, Mrs.
Hughes, will Mr.
Robles need special care going forward?â
Shari interjected suddenly.
Rosalynn glanced at Brian, who nodded in agreement.
âYes, he will.â
Seeing an opportunity, Shari spoke up.
âI am quite familiar with Mr.
Roblesâ condition.
May I have the opportunity to serve as his private caregiver?â