Chapter 10 A Suicide Threat The air in the corridor seemed to freeze.
Mitchel set his lips into a grim line as he glared at Luis.
Just as his eyes began to shoot sparks, a nurse came out of the ward and said, "She's up now." Luis stopped making fun of
Mitchel.
He just smiled casually.
"Go and comfort her.
I'll be waiting for you at the bar.” Back in the ward, Lauren was no longer having a fever.
The doctor had earlier revealed that Lauren's body rejected the transplant, which was not good for her health.
Lauren gripped Mitchel's hand tightly and said with tears in her eyes, "My shoulder hurts so bad.
I’m afraid ] don’t have much time left.
Can you marry me as soon as possible?” Mitchel's eyes darkened.
He raised his hand to stroke her hair and said, “Fine.” His affirmative response seemed to give her some sort of assurance.
She leaned into his arms.
Her head pressed against his chest.
Mitchel frowned and attempted to push her away.
Sensing his intention, Lauren leaned even closer as if she wanted to be under his skin.
She moved her body seductively while tracing his belt with her fingers.
She glanced up at him amorously and said, "You know, my illness doesn't stop me from..." Before she could finish speaking,
Mitchel grabbed her wandering hand.
He stepped away from her and said coldly, "Sleep tight.
I'll take my leave now.” "I thought you were going to stay with me this night.

How can you leave me all alone?" Lauren said with a pout after withdrawing her hand awkwardly.
"I'm not leaving you all alone.
Jocelyn will be here to take care of you.” "But you are the one I want!" Lauren said, shimmying like a child.
Mitchel pressed the bridge of his nose and then said coldly, "Remember that I'm still married.” It was no news that Lauren had
risked her life to save him.
Now that she was ill, it was only fair that he fulfilled her wish no matter how hard.
But a lot of things had changed in the past few years.
He was no longer the Mitchel she used to know.
"Mitchel, you know what my greatest wish is.
If you refuse to marry me, I'm going to kill myself." After saying that, Lauren buried her face in her hands and burst into tears.
Mitchel ran his fingers through his hair.
Exasperated, he promised, "Please don't do that.
Trust me, I'll get everything sorted out very soon." He then walked out of the ward.

Shortly after, loud shattering sounds were heard from the ward.
The attending nurse walked in to meet a big mess.
The bedside lamp, television, and flower vase had all been smashed into pieces.
The nurse’s mouth was opened wide in astonishment.
The last time she checked, this VIP patient was always so frail that she could barely lift a finger.
How come she became so violent all of a sudden? The nurse stood there lost in thought.
Suddenly, a whoosh was heard.
A glass flew toward the nurse's face.

hit the nurse, she was

Job was to wait hand and foot on Lauren walked forward to stop the hysterical Lauren. She held Lauren and then glanced at the nurse who was slowly sinking to her knees. “Leave!” Jocelyn was a servant of the Murray family and had been looking after Lauren since she was a little girl. Once the nurse fled, Jocelyn locked the door, walked over to Lauren, and held her wrist gently. "Lauren, violence won't solve anything. You should remain coolheaded.” Lauren rested her head on Jocelyn's bosom and said pitifully, "Jocelyn, why won't Mitchel touch me? Am I not beautiful enough? Has he lost romantic interest in me?" "You are beautiful, dearie. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Also, don't think too much about this. Mitchel is obsessed with you. How can he lose his feelings for you?” "But he has refused to be intimate with me. Whereas, he keeps sleeping with that whore!" After saying that, Lauren took outa pile of photos from under her pillow and threw them on the floor. The photos were intimate images between Raegan and Mitchel. Shocked, Jocelyn quickly picked them up. She tore them into shreds and said, "I get why you sent someone to

is a man of his word, so I'm

"Let's take this secret to our graves.
The only account you are to tell is that you saved Mitchel's life, got it?” Lauren nodded.
She didn’t utter another word.
Late at night.
Mitchel went straight to the bar to meet Luis after leaving the hospital.
Once seated, he helped himself to a full glass of bourbon and gulped it down without saying a word.
He sighed exasperatedly and leaned back against the sofa.
His long arm dangled behind the sofa and his legs were stretched before him.
His shirt was partially buttoned up and a little ruffled, but he still looked charming.
"What's up? We are here to welcome Jarrod back.
Why did you drink a full glass like that?" As Luis spoke, he poured Mitchel another glass and then raised his own glass for a
toast.
"Come on, let's cheer to Jarrod's return.
To new beginnings and greater heights!" A man who had single-edged eyelids was seated on the sofa with a cigarette in his
mouth.

a scar that extended from his forehead to the end of his eyebrows. It wasn't ugly at all, but it made him look a bit wild and aloof. Mitchel also picked up the glass, and

long drag and puffing out

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