Chapter 22 Hate to the marrow of the bone
“Flora are you crazy?”
Clayton entered the ward, just in time to see Flora is ruthlessly choking Blair, and Blair has closed his eyes, the next second to die.
Clayton don’t mention how angry, he knew he couldn’t give Blair to Flora, and it was true. He pulled Flora away and threw her unceremoniously against the wall.
Flora’s forehead was suddenly covered with blood, already traumatized, she no longer had the strength to resist, as if a soulless shell, sitting in the corner, allowing the blood to slide down her cheeks from her forehead, and then splashed down on her clothes.
“Blair, Blair.”
Clayton nervously held Blair in his arms and gently patted Blair’s cheek, his face going from black to white, after which it had become almost bloodlessly white.
“Doctor, get your ass over here in a minute.”
Clayton roared at the pager in front of the hospital bed, looking at his nervous look, Flora’s sincerely felt incomparable irony, her vision was getting dazed, but how could she ask Clayton to give her a single care, he didn’t kill himself outright now for fear that it was already the greatest gift.
Flora got up with difficulty holding the wall, because of the severity of her injuries, she almost fell to the ground again, but fortunately she had the wall behind her enough to support her weak body.
However, she did not move well, watching her “safe and sound” to get up, more angered Clayton aside.
“Flora, if anything happens to Blair, I’ll make sure you take Theo’s body yourself.”
Clayton looked at Flora angrily, every word was a full threat.
Flora could not help but sneer, he would threaten himself with Theo, what else?
She slowly twisted her head and glanced at Blair in his arms. Her strength was great, but not enough to choke her to the point of passing out, but there was no way Clayton would believe her words.
“Clayton, do you feel anything other than hate for me after all these years?”
Flora asked with an indistinct look, her voice was not loud but full of powerlessness, she knew the answer long ago but she still did not die, there were times when she had the luxury of asking Clayton to cheat her once.
You can imagine that her extravagant request is not likely to be satisfied.
Clayton looked at Flora angrily, his bottomless black eyes were full of murder, “Flora I have only hate for you, even if you die, I will not have a little sympathy for you.”
“I know.”
Flora showed a smile of relief that she had never seen in so many years, as if she had been relieved, she left the ward with a light pacing and difficulty.
For Clayton, one more look at her would make him sick to his stomach, and he could not help but kill her, yet the moment Flora reached the door of the ward, he raised his head in a ghostly manner.NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.
In the corner of his eye, he just happened to sweep Flora’s desperate and small back, and by the time he tried to look again, Flora had already disappeared into place.
“Clayton …”
Blair’s thin voice called out feebly to Clayton as she slowly opened her eyes and softly pressed close to Clayton’s chest.
“Blair, how are you?” Clayton asked with concern, his wide arms circling her tightly in his embrace.
“Clayton, I’m so scared, I just thought I was going to die somehow, I thought I’d never see you again, ooh …”
Blair whispered sobs, pearly look simply to pain to Clayton’s heart.
“Not afraid, I’m here, I will never let anyone hurt you again.” Clayton comforted Blair, gentle voice almost dripping with water. His subconscious glanced at the door, his heart somehow suddenly seized.
“I didn’t think Flora would want me to die so badly , we were obviously such good friends, I was even willing to give you up for her, but she … Clayton, promise me never to leave me again, I will never give you up for anyone again.”
Blair pleaded, the tears in her eyes continued to fall low, she tilted her head to take the initiative to send a kiss to Clayton’s lips.
She had just heard all that Clayton had said to Flora, and she was afraid that Flora would never be able to turn around after this.
“Okay.” Clayton agreed softly. Blair was the love of his life, he dreamed of being with her, but now for some reason, his mind unconsciously flashed to flora’s figure.