Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 593

She was stiff in place with a dull expression. Only her dilated pupils seemed to pop out. The whites of her eyes were full of slender and tangled red blood streaks, which were flushed as if dripping blood. Wendy had messy hair and was still wearing her wedding dress. When she just went to pinch Madge's throat, the white wedding dress was already stained with a lot of bloodstains, and it looked particularly frightening. The owner of the blocked car poked out their heads and looked at her. Looking at the dispirited look on her face, everyone could not help but sigh.

No, that was impossible!

How was this possible?

Wendy couldn't believe it. They were still lying on the bed last night, hugging each other. Today was their wedding!

In the morning, she was wearing a white wedding dress and sitting on the bed. She heard Tilly shouting upstairs, "Here they come." Then she looked out of the window and saw him coming down from the white Land Rover in a black suit...

In the church, she was also holding the hands of her two fathers in a white wedding dress. She walked to him step by step on the red carpet. They promised to be each other's husband and wife in front of the priest. Under the witness of relatives and friends, they made a vow to each other. They would be healthy and safe and never leave each other forever...

Three hours ago, they were still talking in the hotel room. His jealousy and arrogance, as well as the discussion about how to deal with the wedding night, seemed to happen just now. Even the temperature of his kiss on her eyebrows was still there. How could she believe this?

The police had a possibility to deal with such casualties every hour. They could only sigh with deep regret. After nodding to Simon, they turned around and left.

Behind her, Emily stretched out her hand in a panic and shouted, "Wendy-"

In the private hospital.

The obstetrics doctor took off the stethoscope from her ear, held the blood pressure device and straightened up. She said, "The mom and baby are all right. It's just that the mood has been stimulated, and the heart has been too excited, which led to a short supply of blood and fainting. Wake up after the infusion, she can go home to have a good rest!"

The doctor didn't say much. Looking at Wendy lying on the bed with a pale face, the doctor could only sigh in her heart. Lost husband on the wedding day. No matter who encountered such disaster, maybe no one could accept the fact.

A lot of people were gathered in the ward. The people who arrived at the scene of the accident were all there. The wedding had to be canceled. So the accident happened to Charlie couldn't be kept from the elders of the Hogg and Gray.

The rest of the people stayed to deal with other thing. Kim and Gilbert were both in the hospital.

Kim was relatively calm. Gilbert fainted on the spot when he heard the news. Someone still did the first aid for him so he could recover consciousness. He rushed to the hospital from the police station. There was still a syringe on the back of his hand and an infusion shelf hanging next to him.

When they heard that Wendy and the fetus were all fine, everyone felt a faint sense of relief.

If anything bad happened to Wendy, they really didn't know how to face all these things...

Wendy was still in a coma, so Emily was signaled to stay, while the others went to the square hall outside.

Kim trembled as he held Gilbert's hand. "Brother Hogg, I'm sorry to hear this!"

"Kim..." The wrinkles on Gilbert's face started to tremble.

Kim was annoyed and self-blaming. He felt very sad. After all, the person who left today was not someone else. Charlie was a great young man and his son-in-law that he thought highly of. He said with hatred, "It's my fault. Madge is my daughter. It's my fault that I didn't educate my daughter well. It's all my fault. I'm ashamed! When Wendy woke up, I even didn't know how to face her!"

Gilbert shook his head. Although he was sad, he also knew right from wrong. "Kim, don't be too guilty. I know how you feel. You can't be blamed for this. It's just Charlie-he's still so young and has just got married. He still has a long way to go! I sit there, waiting for them to come and toast, waiting for him to bring his new wife to call me dad!"

Gilbert choked with sobs when he said the last word.

Only the person involved knew how painful it was for the elder to see his offspring's death, not to mention that the man was his own son...

Tilly burst into tears, "How could Charlie... He and Wendy had such a happy wedding during the day. How could he die like this? What about Wendy? What about Larry and the baby in the belly? Francis, I am so sad!"

Francis's expression was as sad as her, and he could only hold her in his arms to comfort her.

Simon raised his hand and smashed it hard on the wall. They had been friends for so many years, he also couldn't accept this fact.

There was silence in the ward, and everyone was in sadness. Their heart ached so much that they couldn't help but sob.

No matter how sad they were, they had no choice but to accept and face the reality. Gilbert stood up on wobbly legs. He grew more white hair on his temples. He was supported by his second son, Ewan. He said in a hoarse voice, "I will get someone to arrange for the funeral. Even if we can't find Charlie's body, we must erect a monument!"

The wedding had changed into a funeral. Even though Gilbert felt that he couldn't hold up anymore, he had to hold up for his son.

Gilbert sighed and wanted to raise his hand, but he didn't have enough strength. "Ice city's custom is to keep the body for three days and then hold the funeral..."

After hearing that, everyone lowered their heads silently.

"Charlie is not dead!"

Suddenly, a hoarse female voice rang out.

Hearing the voice, everyone looked over and saw that Wendy, who was lying on the hospital bed, had woken up. The bloody wedding dress had been changed. She was wearing a hospital gown. Although it was a little large, she put her hands on the back of her waist and her slightly bulging outline of her stomach could be seen.

With the help of Emily, Wendy stood at the door with a pair of eyes full of stubbornness on her pale face. "Dad, he's not dead!"

"Wendy..." Tilly sobbed and murmured.

Wendy's gaze swept across everyone's faces. She straightened her back and swallowed saliva. Her bloodshot eyes were shining brightly, and she was so sure of herself. She repeated, "Charlie is not dead. He won't die!"

The door of the ward was suddenly pushed open.

A small figure was running in from the outside. The figure ran straight to Wendy, who was standing at the door. His soft voice was a little timid. "Mommy..."

Wendy bent down and hugged the little Larry.