Abigail's Second Life novel Chapter 853

Anderson would send her to the hospital, and whatever happened later, he would take responsibility for it himself.

Jamie had everything planned out before swiftly departing the scene.

Anderson returned to Luna's side and found her looking pale and drifting in and out of consciousness from the loss of blood.

He took a moment to assess her condition before gently lifting her hand and ostensibly examining her injury while discreetly scribbling a message in her palm.

Luna felt a faint scratching sensation. She struggled to open her eyes but was unable to muster the strength to speak, so she silently savored the sensation in her palm.

Before long, Jamie reappeared, prompting Anderson to stand by silently.

As Luna closed her eyes once more, Jamie leaned in close to Anderson and whispered, "Mr. Davison advised caution and mentioned he won't be able to provide you with any bodyguards."

Anderson nodded. "Got it. I'll do my best. If it gets too risky, I'll bring her back. I won't risk my life for a stranger."

Jamie couldn't be happier hearing his determination.

Anderson left Jonell's place with Luna on his back. They walked quite a distance before he spoke softly, "You're gonna stay put in the hospital for now. There are people there who'll lend a hand. I'll swing back here soon, sort some stuff out, then we'll head home."

Luna blinked groggily as she slowly opened her eyes.

It dawned on her... He had penned down the name "Sean Graham."

"You're not dead..." she murmured.

"If I were dead, how would I be here to rescue you?" Anderson replied.

Luna clutched his shirt tightly, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She struggled to speak through her tears, and it took a while before she could manage to compose herself. "Can we go home?"

"Jonell's on his last legs, so we'll be alright," he assured her.

Luna wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. "Thank you..."

Anderson escorted her to the hospital and handed her over to Xavien, who was disguised as a doctor. "Take good care of her. I'll head back now."

He exited the room where Luna was undergoing surgery, and immediately, Xavien arranged for her to be relocated.

Anderson lurked in the hospital's shadows, pulled out his phone, sent a message, and swiftly returned.

...

Jonell was resting in his room when a deafening explosion jolted him awake from his sleep.

The house shook violently.

Jamie staggered into the room and shouted urgently, "Mr. Davison, we've been found out. You need to leave—"

Before he could finish his sentence, a bullet flew straight into his forehead.

Jonell rolled off the bed, paying no mind to his undressed state, and hastily fled.

A figure armed with a silenced gun and wearing a terrorist mask slowly entered the room.