Chapter 1746: Stealing His Lines

Chapter 1746: Stealing His Lines

Mr. Ball quickly drove the car into the courtyard of Saunders House.

The Saunders family was located halfway up the slope, in a prime

location that was both lively and peaceful. Not far downhill was a

bustling street with numerous shops. Here, the family had their own

exclusive compound, occupying a large area. There was a tree-lined

path from the main gate to the courtyard of the main house, with

precious trees planted on both sides. Both iron gates were equipped

with dedicated security and alarm systems.

In the past, the Saunders family was the pioneer of Khebury Road.

Although the Ballard Group later became powerful, they were no match

for the early influence of the Saunders family.

After the off-road vehicle stopped, Felix quickly carried Vicki down from

the car.

Vicki opened her eyes and said, "Put me down, I can walk by myself.

My arm is injured, not my leg."

Felix refused, "No, your complexion is getting worse. I'll carry you in."

"Do you think you can carry me?" Vicki glanced at Felix speechlessly.

Although she was thin, she was not much shorter than Felix. Naturally,

she wouldn't be too light.

Felix remained silent.

How could this woman underestimate him to such an extent, thinking

that he had no strength at all?

Was this the image she had of him in her mind?

Ignoring Vicki's words, he carried her directly towards Saunders House.

When they reached the front gate, before the butler, Uncle Saunders,

could come out to open the door, Felix couldn't wait any longer and

kicked the door open.

Carlo respectfully bowed and said, "Young Master, everything you need

is ready. Dr. Phillips and Dr. Crawford are waiting in the basement.”

"Good, you may go down. Keep an eye on things and don't let anyone

disturb us,” Felix ordered.

"Yes, Young Master." Carlo nodded. "However, Mr. Felix, Mrs. Reese

and Miss are all aware. It's inevitable that they will meet. I will tell them

not to disturb the operating room, but I can't stop them afterwards.”

"I understand, it's fine. It's about time for them to meet my future wife

anyway," Felix said coldly.

"Ah." Carlo was taken aback and instinctively looked at the woman in

Felix's arms. She was beautiful, special, and exuded a wild charm. Was

she the future Mrs. Saunders?

Felix didn't say anything more. He carried Vicki through the atrium,

walked through the corridor, and went all the way to the deepest part

where there was an elevator. He pressed the elevator button, and as

the elevator descended slowly, they entered the exclusive emergency

medical operating room of the Saunders family.

In the past, it was not uncommon for the Saunders family to have their

own private operating room while running the streets. However, it had

been unused for a long time, but it was still well-maintained and

regularly updated with the latest medical equipment. Unexpectedly, it

came in handy this time.

When they arrived in front of the operating room door, Dr. Phillips and

Dr. Crawford were already waiting, along with a nurse.

Dr. Crawford said, "Mr. Saunders, everything is ready. You need to

change into sterile clothing before we can go in together."

At this moment, Vicki landed on the ground from Felix's arms. It was a

gunshot wound, and she had lost blood. She felt dizzy and unsteady on

her feet, falling back into Felix's embrace.

Felix felt distressed and said, "Don't force yourself. I'll carry you in."

After changing into sterile clothing, Felix carried Vicki onto the

operating table, loosened the tourniquet, and removed Vicki's jacket,

exposing her injured arm.

Underneath Vicki's jacket, she was wearing a revealing black tank top

that perfectly wrapped around her chest, highlighting her alluring figure.

Felix frowned and quickly covered Vicki's chest with a surgical drape.

He didn't want anyone to see that Vicki belonged to him.

Dr. Crawford and Dr. Phillips tactfully looked away. This woman was

truly extraordinary in Mr. Saunders’ eyes. Even a single glance from

him felt like a knife piercing through them. They wished they could

gouge out their own eyes.

Vicki glared at Felix and her lips trembled slightly. "Why cover me up so

much? Isn't it too hot?"

Felix held Vicki and half-embraced her, saying, "Don't move, just like

this. I'll keep holding you. If it hurts, let me know, don't endure it, okay?"

Vicki was speechless. She wasn't going through the surgery without

anesthesia. She wasn't that much of a drama queen.

He continued holding her, but how was she supposed to undergo the

surgery?

Next, the latest surgical light turned on, and Dr. Crawford took the lead

in wielding the surgicalknife to cut open the area where Vicki was shot.

Although she had been given anesthesia, Vicki could still feel the pain

and couldn't help but furrow her brows deeply.

Seeing Vicki's expression, Felix felt as if the knife was cutting into his

own body. He felt extremely heartbroken.

Dr. Crawford's skills were exquisite, and he removed the bullet in about

half an hour.

He carefully cleaned the wound, making sure there were no remaining

bullet fragments, and then took the needle and thread from Dr. Phillips

to start suturing.

"Will there be a scar?" Vicki watched the bullet being removed without

any expression on her face and suddenly asked.

"Yes," Dr. Crawford nodded, "but after the wound heals, you can

undergo scar revision surgery, and it will be almost invisible."

“I don't mind. No matter what, you will always look good to me," Felix

said from the side. "If you mind, you can simply avoid wearing tank tops

in the future. They're too revealing anyway."

In fact, having a scar was fine. He'd prefer it if Vicki wore long sleeves

every day to cover up her hot figure. The way she was dressed now

was too sexy and enticing. It made him feel insecure, always worried

that she might be taken away by other men.

Vicki remained silent.

He had always been concerned about her dressing too provocatively.

After the wound was sutured, the entire surgery was considered

complete.

Felix carried Vicki out of the operating room, changed out of the sterile

clothing, and then carried her out of the basement, all the way to his

exclusive room on the second floor.

Rather than calling it a room, it was more like a whole separate suite. It

consisted of two bedrooms, two bathrooms, a study, a walk-in closet, a

bar area, a refrigeration area, a dining area, a lounge area, and a living

room, forming a super suite.

He placed Vicki on his own bed and said, "You still need to receive

intravenous antibiotics. Lie down for a while."

Vicki nodded.

Soon after, a nurse came in carrying a complete set of infusion

equipment. After inserting the needle for Vicki's intravenous drip, the

nurse respectfully bowed to Felix and then tactfully left the room, giving

them some alone time.

When everyone unrelated had left.

Felix quickly sat down next to Vicki and tightly held her hand. "Does it

hurt? You're really foolish. Why did you take the bullet for me?" He

regretted it deeply. He would rather have taken that bullet himself than

let her suffer.

Vicki looked at Felix faintly, "I said I would protect you."

Felix remained silent.

Perhaps this was supposed to be his line.