Chapter 960

"Anson, you b*stard! You actually ruin my plan. Let go of her!" Joziah roared and looked at Anson with glum eyes.

Anson was Abby's beloved man. She smiled less and less because of him.

She even asked him not to give her up just now.

She was always proud. But she begged Anson to love her so weakly, didn't she?

Anson raised his head all of a sudden and glared at Joziah with apathy and hostility in her eyes.

Being glared at by him, Joziah was no longer so arrogant and aggressive. He lowered his head in fear and did not dare to look into Anson's eyes.

Anson said word by word, "Mark, call the police."

If he could move, he would definitely beat Joziah severely and take revenge for Abby.

D*mn it!

Joziah was simply so mean and hateful.

He actually wanted to get Abby in such a despicable way.

"Don't... call the police. Anson, this has nothing to do with you. Put down my girlfriend. Otherwise, don't blame me for being unkind to you!" Joziah said harshly. He had a guilty conscience when he heard that Anson was going to call the police. After all, he had no way to defend himself after the police came.

"Humph!" Anson snorted. The most important thing to save Abby at this time. He didn't know what Joziah used to drug her, so he had to send her to the hospital immediately.

"Mark, stay here to deal with this matter. Marshall, take us to the hospital."

They nodded and took action respectively.

Marshall pushed his wheelchair and went out.

"Anson, don't go. Give Abby back to me." Joziah panicked. Once Abigail was taken away by Anson, he would never have another chance.

He wanted to chase after them, but Mark stopped him.

Joziah looked at him with a sneer, "You're just Anson's lackey. How dare you stand on my way?"

Hearing this, Mark raised his fist madly and punched him in the face.

As a man, he had long wanted to beat Joziah.

"Ouch... It hurts." Joziah took a few steps back in pain. The burning sensation on his face made him feel very humiliated.

"I am indeed Mr. Skye's lackey, but you're not qualified to order me." After saying this in a cold tone, Mark called the police. Joziah would be sent to jail because of what he had done.

Anson sent Abigail to the hospital where Eden was, and Abigail lived in her next ward.

After the doctor gave her a careful check-up, he told Anson that she was only drugged and there was nothing wrong with her body.

When Abigail was having an intravenous drip, Anson stood by her bed quietly.

Looking at Abigail's pale face and thinking of her fragile appearance in his arms, he felt more and more painful in heart.

"Abby, tell me. What should I do? I am afraid that I will never stand up again and ruin your life, but I want to be with you desperately. I am tortured by such a dilemma every night. I live in pain and desperation as well. I'm afraid that I'll make a wrong decision, and I don't want you to live with a disabled man forever."

"Abby, I feel very sad to refuse you. I'm sorry, Abby..."

When Victor pushed the door open and came in, he heard Anson muttering to himself with his head down. Anson was in extreme pain, and he heard his words very clearly.

Hearing the sound behind him, Anson immediately composed his emotions.

Seeing that it was Victor, he forced a smile, "Victor, you are here."

Victor nodded, "I have told my mother that Abigail won't go back tonight."

Anson said, "As long as they won't worry about her."

Victor sat on a chair aside. In the past, Anson was humorous and always smiled brightly, but he had became so lonely and helpless, which made him very dejected, "Anson, instead of protecting her so painfully, it's better to be with her openly."

"Abigail is a good girl. She will not dislike you because of your disabled leg. Why do you have to make both of you live in pain?"

Anson looked at him with grief in eyes. He had thought about these things, but he really didn't want her life to be imperfect because of him.

She was such a wonderful girl, but he...

"Victor, I've thought about it thousands of times, but I can't let go of my love for her. I've been paying attention to her in secret. I'm delighted when she's happy, and I'm angry when she's mad. I am in a low spirit when she is in a bad mood. Her every move affects my emotions."

"Sometimes I really don't want to give up. I really want to find her and tell her that I love her very much, but I always restrain myself. I don't know what to do now."

Anson looked at Abigail's beautiful face. He even wanted to be with her in his dreams.

Victor always knew what he was thinking in heart, "Anson, why don't you just follow your heart?

Maybe the result won't be so bad."

Anson was somewhat dumbfounded as he looked at him. Should he follow his heart?

He wanted to be with her crazily, and this was what he really wanted.

Victor stood up and said, "I'll go and accompany Eden. Think about what you want the most by yourself."

After that, without waiting for Anson's reply, he left the ward. No one could help them. They couldn't live a happy life unless they changed their own minds.

Anson sat quietly in the ward once again and stared at Abigail's beautiful sleeping face wholeheartedly. Her eyebrows, nose, and red lips were all perfect and attractive.

He felt very glad just by looking at her quietly like this.

......

Early the next morning, Victor pushed open the door of Abigail's ward, but Anson was nowhere to be seen.

He frowned slightly and felt distressed for Anson. In the end, Anson had no way to overcome himself.

Abigail had been asleep for an entire night before she gradually woke up. The moment she opened her eyes, her head spun dizzily and she felt so uncomfortable.

Where was she?

The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant. Was she in a hospital?

"You're awake." She heard a deep voice and couldn't tell who it was.

Abigail suddenly opened her eyes. When she saw Victor, a trace of disappointment flashed through her eyes.

She vaguely remembered that she seemed to have seen Anson. It seemed that he had said a lot to her. She wanted to reply to him, but she could not open her eyes.

Victor smiled and said, "Why were you so careless? You are very cautious in ordinary times."

Abigail closed her eyes slightly and looked uncomfortable, "I didn't expect Joziah to be such a b*stard. He's heartless."

She hesitated for a while and asked, "Who sent me to the hospital?"

Victor said, "Guess who it is."

Abigail opened her eyes with difficulty. She felt bitter in mouth and had no strength all over, and she was agonized.

"Victor, are you joking with me?" Her tone was a bit weak. Was it really her illusion last night?