Chapter 126 Saved Him

When Melinda saw Raymond sprawled on the bed, she sneered, "I'm leaving, but he's coming with me."

"No way. Raymond's drunk. He can't go anywhere. He's staying here tonight," Celestia said, reaching out to stop Melinda.

Melinda shook off Celestia's hand. "Drunk? Or did he drink something he shouldn't have? Celestia, as a fellow woman, you really disgust me."

Celestia's face turned pale, and she lunged forward. "Stay out of my business."

Melinda tossed her phone and bag aside, stepping up to fight.

Celestia took a hard slap to the face, staring at Melinda in disbelief. Melinda had actually hit her.

"You dare hit me?"

"Do I need a special occasion to hit you?" Melinda glanced at the unconscious

Raymond, thinking to herself, if she hadn't found out, would he owe another woman a debt of gratitude tonight?

Celestia raised her hand to retaliate, but Melinda grabbed it.

Growing up fighting with Emily, Melinda had a natural advantage in brawls.

Celestia, on the other hand, had been raised like a princess by Rufus and was at a disadvantage in fights.

Celestia was furious, like an enraged rooster, she lunged at Melinda.

Melinda was pushed to the ground, but as she prepared to fight back, she grabbed Celestia's long hair and yanked hard.

"Let go, Melinda, you bitch, let go," Celestia screamed in pain as Melinda pulled her hair.

But Melinda didn't care, pinning her to the ground.

Celestia fought back, grabbing Melinda's hat and pulling it off, causing her long hair to fall loose.

The two women wrestled, pulling at each other, unaware that their noise had woken Raymond.

Raymond sat up, holding his head, and saw the two women fighting by the bed.

When he recognized one of the figures, his eyes widened.

"Stop!" he shouted in a deep voice.

The two women immediately stopped, and Melinda let go of Celestia.

In terms of battle scars, Melinda had the upper hand. Celestia's hair was missing chunks, and she had several scratches on her body and face. Her nightgown strap was torn, nearly exposing her completely.

"You're awake. Let's go!" Melinda said, smoothing her disheveled hair and picking up her bag to help Raymond.

As soon as Melinda touched him, Raymond felt a jolt of electricity through his body. He squinted slightly, his eyes burning with intensity.

He realized there was a fire raging inside him, spreading rapidly. He knew he'd been drugged.

Celestia reached out to stop Melinda. "You can't take him. He needs a woman."

"Aren't I a woman? Who do you think you are?" Melinda snapped.

Raymond's eyes lit up at Melinda's words.

"Raymond, don't go!" Celestia pleaded, reaching out.

Raymond glared at her coldly. "Don't touch me."

It was clear he'd been set up by Celestia.

"Let's go!" Melinda said, helping Raymond out of the room and dialing Stuart's number, telling him to wait at the entrance.

Celestia was furious. Her plan had been ruined by Melinda once again.

In the elevator, Raymond leaned against Melinda. She adjusted her hair in the mirror

and noticed the scratches on her neck. "Damn woman," she muttered.

"Does it hurt?" Raymond asked, his voice low and filled with concern.

Melinda shook her head. "You should be thanking me. If it weren't for me, you'd owe another woman a debt tomorrow."

Raymond was speechless.

"So, you fought Celestia for me?" Raymond asked, trying to control the heat inside him.

"Did I make a mistake? You wanted to sleep with Celestia, right?" Melinda retorted.

"No, Melinda, I only want to sleep with you," Raymond said weakly, leaning against her. "Right now... I need you," Raymond suggested.

"No, you need a doctor," Melinda replied, helping him out as the elevator doors opened.

Raymond looked at her with a hint of resentment. "Didn't you just say you were going to save me? Shouldn't you..."

"You're overthinking it," Melinda said, having no such intention.

Stuart rushed over, seeing Raymond's condition. "Mr. Thomas, what happened?"

"He was drugged. Take him to the hospital," Melinda instructed Stuart.

Stuart helped Raymond into the car.

Raymond's body heat intensified. In the back seat, Melinda felt his intense gaze.

She turned, and Raymond cupped her face, kissing her.

"Help me... it's unbearable," he said in a low voice.

Melinda pushed against his chest. "Hold on, we're almost at the hospital."

But Raymond couldn't wait. He needed release.

"Raymond, hold on..."

He kissed her deeply.

Stuart, sweating in the front seat, didn't want Raymond to make a mistake in the car. Melinda would hate him for it.

In the spacious back seat, Raymond kissed her passionately, finding immense comfort.

He struggled to control himself, his voice hoarse. "Melinda... it's so hard..." Fortunately, the hospital was nearby. Stuart drove quickly, and they arrived in ten minutes.

He knocked on the window, and Melinda pushed Raymond off her.

"Raymond, we're at the hospital. Get a grip."

Stuart opened the door, and Raymond cooperated, getting out.

Melinda followed them inside.

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After a check-up, Raymond was taken to a room for an IV.

Raymond finally fell asleep peacefully.

Melinda, relieved, sat in a chair, feeling the adrenaline from the fight still coursing

through her. She wished she'd hit Celestia a few more times.

Stuart returned after handling the admission. "Mr. Thomas is out of danger. Ms. Sharp, you should rest."

"I'll stay until he wakes up," she insisted.

"Ms. Sharp, maybe you should change your clothes. You look..." Stuart said, unable to look at her disheveled state.

Melinda glanced down. Her cleaner's uniform was torn, exposing her undergarments.

"Okay, I'll change in the car," she said, embarrassed.

The next morning, Melinda woke to see a pair of deep, mesmerizing eyes.

Instinctively, she covered her face, then realized she was in his bed.

No doubt, he had carried her there.

"I've been watching you for half an hour. It's too late to cover your face now," Raymond

chuckled.

Melinda lowered her hands, staring at him.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Raymond smiled, gently stroking her hair.

He noticed a few broken strands and asked, "Does your scalp still hurt? I'll get you the

best hair growth serum."

"It doesn't hurt," Melinda said, pulling away from his touch.

Her jacket was gone, leaving her in a thin, tight-fitting top.

She gasped, covering her chest.

Her ample bosom was fully exposed to Raymond's gaze.

Raymond's Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes darkening.