Chapter 545
The car soon arrived at the hospital. He rushed into the emergency room with Taya in his arms...
When the director received the call, he wasted no time
hurrying over to push the unconscious patient into the emergency operating room.
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Once again, Griffon slumped onto the cold floor. Looking at
the closed door, his whole body seemed to have been sucked emptied, rendering him soulless.
It wasn't until the director reappeared that he slowly raised his eyes to look at the man in the white coat.
"Don't worry. It's a result of malnutrition and exhaustion that
she fainted all of a sudden. It's nothing serious."
Hearing those words, a slight sensation pricked in Griffon'
numb heart...
He raised his eyes to look at the director. "What about other parts of her body..."
The director reassured him in a gentle voice, "There isn't any
other problem, don't worry about it."
His fingers resting on the knee curled up. Although he
knew the answer, he refused to give up. He asked, "Is she pregnant?"
The director was visibly stunned before he shook his head.
"No, it's quite difficult for Ms. Palmer to get pregnant..."
Griffon' face was pale as he asked, his voice trembling in disbelief, "Why?"
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The director told the truth. "Firstly, she took too many birth control pills, secondly, her body has suffered physical
trauma through all sorts of major operations, and thirdly, the
medicine she's now taking has serious side effects."
Birth control pills...
The three words bolted Griffon's heart like a lightning strike, draining his face of colors as if he had lost all the blood circulating in his body.
He wanted a pup to keep her by his side, but little had he expected a past mistake of his had crushed the last hope he had for the past few days.
His thin lips curled into a soft self-deprecating smirk as he hyperventilated, laughing till tears streamed down his face...
It was the first time the director witnessed Griffon, who had
always been mean and resolute, show such a distressed
expression on his face, rendering him slightly at a loss. "Mr-Alpha Knight, you..."
The tears in Griffon' eyes dried as his icy gaze swept past the
director.
The stare, which was enough to freeze one to death, prompted the director to make the wise decision to retreat. After some thinking on the spot, Griffon supported himself against the wall to get up and stagger into the ward.
Taya, who was lying on the hospital bed, was awake with an IV injected through her hand.
When she saw Griffon coming in, she didn't react as always, as if to silently resist him.
Griffon bitterly chuckled. After unsteadily settling by the side of the hospital bed, he stroked her face with distress. He was sorry. He was the one who harmed her, to the point where it might even be impossible for her to conceive.
At the thought of how she might never have her own children, Griffon felt beyond ashamed of himself...
"I promised you that I'll make it up to you for the rest of my life.
I want to make up for you, but I..."
"I'm sorry, I had no idea how to make you stay, so I imprisoned you. I thought only then you'd stay by my side."
"Little had I expected my actions would end up sending you to the hospital once again. I've always been hurting you..."
"I'm not qualified to be your man, I should, I should..."
His lips parted as he tried several times but failed to get the
words "let you go" out of his mouth.
When she had promised to get back with him, he had been full of hope...
The short time they spent together was the happiest time of
his life.
Hopeful, he was as joyful as a pup, drowning in her
tenderness.
He was desperate to open his heart and taste the honey-like sweet sensation she gave him several times over.
He thought the relationship between them could go on as it did forever, but she ended up giving him a slap... That slap was not a sharp pain on the face, but a hard slap on
his heart.
He got her and possessed her twice, so how could he say that he would let her go?
If he insisted on not letting go, however, he would be forcing
Taya, the woman he loved and was willing to die for, to death.
Griffon bent over in pain with his elbows propped on his knees
as he brushed his thick hair. What should he do...
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