Chapter 174

Chapter 174

“Okay” Kevin let out a sigh of relief.8

Once we arrived at the hospital, Bryant was immediately taken into the emergency room on a gurney.

The hospital lights were glaringly bright, and it was only then that I realized how pale Bryant had become from losing too much blood. He had been trying to keep his spirits up in the car to keep me from worrying.

A wave of fear gripped me tightly as the ER doors swung shut. Breathing became a struggle. I leaned against the wall, unable to pinpoint how I was feeling. All I knew was that when the doors finally opened, the doctor came out to announce they had successfully removed the bullet and that Bryant would be fine with proper rest, and I let out a massive sigh of relief.}]

While walking into his room, I felt his piercing gaze fixed on me as if trying to see right through me.

I pursed my lips and poured him a glass of water. “Kevin returned to get your stuff and clothes. I’ll leave once he gets here.”

He gave a half–smile, “Leave?”

“Yeah.” I nodded, “Today… thank you.”

I doubt I could have left that place unharmed if it hadn’t been for Bryant. I didn’t know where Allen got the courage from. But he somehow got tangled up with the mob.

Bryant smirked, “Jane, I’ve realized you’re quite heartless.”

I asked, “What do you mean?“%

He raised an eyebrow, “Who I the bullet for?“>

I had no reply, looking down. “For me.”

“So, you’re just going to leave me here alone?” He sounded almost pitiful.}

I took a deep breath. “Bryant, I appreciate what you did, but…”

We were adults. I didn’t spell it out for him but continued, “Besides, I’m not leaving you alone. Kevin will take care of you.“>

“Kevin? A guy? What does he know about taking care of someone?” Bryant skipped my first point, voicing his disdain.

At that moment, Kevin came in with a suitcase, stopping as he caught the exchange between me and Bryant. “Indeed, Mr. Ferguson’s right. I’m not one for taking care of others.“>

I didn’t expect him to so blatantly side with Bryant. But then again, Bryant was his boss.

I insisted, “Maybe you could give it a try?”

Bryant gave Kevin a look. “I’m thirsty.”

“Right.” Kevin quickly grabbed the glass of water from the bedside and handed it over.

Bryant scoffed, “Man, I’m injured. Do I look like I can hold a glass?“D

Relying on men for caregiving might indeed be a stretch.

I inserted a straw into the cup and held it to his lips. “Here.”

“That’s it?” Bryant seemed somewhat disappointed.

I sighed. “What else? You’re too big for me to carry.”

“Bry…” Suddenly, the door burst open, and Margaret rushed in, looking distraught, “Bry, I heard you were hurt. Where? Is it bad?”

Bryant shot Kevin a questioning look.

Regretting it, Kevin slapped his mouth before hurriedly explaining, “I… I just went to get your phone…“}]

‘Don’t blame Kevin. I forced him to tell me!” Margaret pushed me aside, snatching the glass from my hands, and sat beside the bed with a tender gesture. “Want some water? Let me help you drink.”