Chapter 685

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Consumed by bitterness, Carol envied Linsey’s fortune in always having exceptional men to protect her.
Blood began to soak through the fabric on Gorman’s back, and he gasped sharply from the pain.
Looking into Linsey’s eyes, he managed to ask, “Linsey, are you alright?” Right after speaking, Gorman staggered slightly.
“Mr. Green!” His subordinates, who had been standing nearby, finally sprang into action and rushed toward him.
They moved to support Gorman, but Danny held them back. Confused and anxious glances passed between the subordinates, yet they remained halted by Danny’s gesture.
Danny understood perfectly that Gorman preferred not to be disturbed at this moment, as it was a rare chance for him to be close to Linsey.
He was certain that any subordinate who dared approach would find themselves out of a job the next day.
Unaware of the standoff around her, Linsey instantly filled with tears. “Gorman! Are you alright? Are you bleeding? I smell blood! Gorman, please, say something!”
Despite the searing pain in his back, Gorman managed a faint smile, touched by Linsey’s obvious concern and panic.
He leaned closer to her, finding comfort in her presence.
“I’m fine,” Gorman murmured weakly, his eyes closed.
Linsey slowly composed herself. Seeing that the subordinates nearby were still frozen in place, she exclaimed in frustration, “What are you standing around for? Get a doctor, right now!”
She couldn’t understand how, even with Gorman so badly hurt, his men were just standing there doing nothing.
Startled by her command, the subordinates hurriedly called for medical assistance.
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Shortly after, a doctor and several nurses rushed in with a stretcher, shouting, “Quick, help him onto the stretcher!”
Together, they carefully lifted Gorman onto the stretcher and moved toward the treatment room.
At the entrance of the treatment room, Gorman still held Linsey’s hand. “Linsey, please don’t go.”
Her breathing quickened with worry as she replied, “Of course I’m not going anywhere. Let me go so the doctor and nurses can take care of your wound.”
“Wait for me. I have something to say once I come out,” said Gorman, his lips pale and his words slow, as if each syllable was a heavy effort.
Linsey nodded firmly without hesitation. “Alright, whatever you want to say, we’ll talk about it once your wound is taken care of.”
With that assurance, Gorman finally let go, allowing the medical team to take him inside the treatment room.
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