Chapter 612

“Mr. Handsome. . she muttered. The ice around Carlos’ heart melted.

The tough man softened. The tenderness in his eyes went rogue. Nothing could conceal it anymore

He lowered his head and planted a kiss on her forehead.

“Don’t worry,

I’m getting you out of here.“ He was so gentle, so caring, Debbie thought she was having a beautiful

dream. Slowly, she closed her eyes again. If she stayed in that dream, she would rather never open her

eyes again.

Since the moment Carlos walked into the ward, Hayden hadn’t been able to get much work done. He

stood aside and watched Carlos’ every move.

Being a gentleman, before leaving, Carlos said to Hayden, “Thank you,

Hayden, for taking care of my wife tonight.”

Hayden nodded in response.

The whole thing was done rather quietly. The other patient never stirred.

Onlookers gathered at the door as they left the ward.

The bodyguards cleared the way for them ahead, so Carlos and Debbie got to the parking Lot without

disturbance.

Emmett trotted to the car and opened the back door for him. After he and Debbie got in, Emmett sat in

the passenger seat.

They were heading for an affiliated private hospital owned by Hilton

Group. A VIP ward that was three times as big had been arranged.

Two chief physicians along with a few nurses were waiting for them at the entrance to the intake

department. They walked up as soon as

Carlos’ car arrived.

After a thorough examination, a doctor said to Carlos, “Nothing serious except the fever. The injury on

her forehead was caused by some kind of blunt force. Looks unintentional. The bruises on her legs?

Just scrapes.”

Carlos reminded him with a furrow, “She’s on her period. Be careful with the medicine. I don’t want her

harmed.”

“Yes, Carlos.”

When everything was settled, it was already past 2 a.m. Carlos sent

Emmett home to get some rest and he himself sat on the wide bed.

Sitting on the bed, his back against the headboard, Carlos carefully took Debbie in his arms.

He took special care with the hand that was hooked up to an IV.

Stroking her other hand, he noticed how pale her hands were. Her face was pasty white. He had never

seen her so fragile. His every movement was made with extreme care, like she would break if he

moved too fast or forcefully.