Taming The CEO The Escaping Wife

Chapter 170

“Hang in there, Elgin, the ambulance is on its way, any minute now…” Letitia muttered, “Do it for me, will you? Don’t doze off, hang tough…”

She was scared to death.

Elgin wanted to clean her tears, but he just didn’t have the strength. If he could even save his hand, that’d be a miracle…

Letitia held him, her head against his cheek, just wanting to hold on to him tightly.

“Why’d you have to go and play the fool… why? Shela tells you to hurt yourself and you just do it! And then your went and pulled out the knife. Weren’t you scared of bleeding out? Do you even care about your hand? Listen up, Elgin, if you end up disabled, don’t think I won’t hold it against you! You hear me?! You’ve gotta pull through, you just have to…”

Elgin mustered a weak smile, slowly closing his eyes again.

“Letty…” he spoke with great effort slowly, “Just keep on, keep living…”

With that, Elgin closed his eyes, his hand falling to his side.

“Elgin!” Letitia’s voice pierced the night. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

The ambulance arrived with a wail.

The medics loaded Elgin onto the ambulance, and Letitia followed, “I’m his wife, I’m family! Let me come with

him!

Just as the doors closed, she saw Shela lying on the ground.

Samson had rushed over.

Letitia breathed a sigh of relief. Let Samson handle the scene and he’d sort it all out.

She thought about it and tears fell once again.

All this must have been arranged by Elgin before he came to her rescue.

He met with Shela alone, playing down her guard while secretly arranging for bodyguards, which was why so many of them stormed in at the last minute.

Inside, Elgin faced danger while Samson coordinated from outside.

They worked like a well-oiled machine.

Elgin was so thorough, covering every base.

“You could’ve totally protected yourself, but for me…” She couldn’t finish her sentence.

His devil-like love was torture, but he also selflessly gave himself away.

The doctors quickly disinfected Elgin’s wounds and stopped the bleeding, with blood-soaked cotton balls thrown into the trash. What a gruesome sight!

Upon reaching the hospital, the doctors and nurses rushed Elgin straight to the operating room.

The door slammed shut with a clang.

Letitia gave out her legs and collapsed outside the surgery room.

The break of dawn was gradually unfolding, signaling the arrival of daylight.

*Elgin, you’ve got to be okay, your hand has got to be saved…”

She kept praying.

“Hey, why are you on the floor?” a nurse passing by helped Letitia up, then noticed the blood on her and gasped, “Are you hurt? Where’s all this blood from?”

“It’s not mine, it’s… Letitia paused, “It’s my husband’s.”

The dried blood on her clothes was from Elgin.

How could one person bleed so much…

“But you’re hurt too,” the nurse observed. Your face, your neck…”

That’s when Letitia remembered the knife’s slashes

She touched her face, it’s a scratch, no big deal.”

Yeesh, I’ve never met a girl who does not care about her face. The nurse took her by the arm. “Girls freak out over a pimple, and here you are with a gash and you’re not rushing to get stitches? You’ll scar!”

“But I…”

“Let’s get you patched up first!”

With the nurse insisting, Letitia sat in the ER while the doctor carefully dressed her wounds.

“The neck’s fine, but your face… The doctor looked concerned. “It might scar.”

‘Just do it, doctor, I’ve got stuff to handle.”

“What’s more important than your face… wait, you need stitches.”

Letitia was anxious, wanting to be by the surgery door to wait for news about Elgin.

But the medical staff wouldn’t let her leave.

Until Vidonia showed up and shouted, “Letitia! Are you okay? What’s with all the blood?”

“I’m fine, how’s Elgin?”

“Samson said the surgery’s still going, don’t freak out.” Vidonia was visibly worried. “I came as soon as I heard. How could this dangerous situation have happened?”

Letitia looked down, “It’s a long story.”

“Your face…”

“Vidonia, I’m just disfigured. That’s the least of my worries.” Letitia replied, “Elgin… his hand…” She choked up, breaking her voice.

Vidonia squeezed her hand tightly, “Everything’s gonna be okay and you won’t be disfigured.”

Letitia couldn’t care less about her face at this point.

The doctor had just placed the gauze on her face when she pushed his hand away, “That’s good enough, I need to go.”

“Whoa, whoa, remember to come back daily to change the dressing!”

Letitia was already out the door.

“Got it, doctor,” Vidonia called after her, “I’ll make sure she does!”

Then, Vidonia hurried after her.

Letitia returned to the surgery room door where Samson was already waiting.

“How’s it going?” she asked. “Has the doctor come out?”

“Not yet, surgery’s still underway.”

Letitia bit her lower lip, pale as a ghost.

“You took a nasty hit to the face, Samson noted. “He gonna be heartbroken when he sees it.”

“He will see it, he will.

“Don’t worry, we’ve got the best surgeons from AquaCity on it.”

Letitia clasped her hands, “His hand must be saved.”

Samson asked, puzzled, “How’d he get hurt so bad? Shela’s just a woman. How could she do that much damage?”

Only Letitia knew what had happened. Thinking back to those moments… it was still horrific.

“He did it to himself, Letitia murmured. “Yeah, who could hurt him if he didn’t want it? Who’d have the guts?”

Only Elgin would willingly do so.

Samson asked shockingly, “He did it himself?”

Vidonia repeated again, “He hurt himself?”

Both were dumbfounded.

“Shela had me in a tight spot, first nicking my neck and then shredding my face… Elgin was scared she’d do me more harm, so he offered to swap places with me. But Shela worried she couldn’t handle him and made him self-harm before agreeing to the trade.

So, Elgin just went for it, stabbing himself with the knife, which went right through his arm. And he did a lot of blood gush out.”

“During the swap, Shela pushed me out and was about to take him hostage when he just yanked the knife out of his wound like it was nothing!”

Listening to Letitia spill the beans about the whole ordeal, Samson and Vidonia were gobsmacked.