Chapter 221
He hit the automatic button on his wheelchair and planned to make an exit, but Elio put a hand on the chair, stopping him in his tracks. “You’re a friend of Astrid’s. He said coolly. “I’m not gonna let anything happen to you Let me take you to the hospital.”
“No, no need!” Hawthorne rebuffed Elio, but that didn’t stop him from rolling him out the door without a moment’s hesitation.
He turned to Astrid and said, “Don’t worry, I’ve got this.”
Astrid nodded, “Okay.”
Hawthorne’s gaze turned icy once they got in the elevator.
Blood trickled from the corner of Hawthorne’s mouth, giving him a somewhat scary look. “Elio, what are you up to?” He asked.
Elio scoffed, “Sorry to burst your bubble. Thought you were so sneaky, huh? Did you think Astrid wouldn’t see right through you?”
Hawthorne’s body gave a jolt, and he coughed lightly, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Really?” Elio smirked, “You’re just trying to use your sickness to get Astrid’s pity and mooch off her at her place.”
“She saw right through you. That’s why she’s having me take you away.”
Hawthorne was speechless.
Blood dripped from the corner of Hawthorne’s mouth, staining his white clothes.
He wiped his mouth with his hand and fell silent.
A few seconds later, Elio wheeled Hawthorne out of the elevator. They had only taken a few steps when a group of men in black briskly approached. A doctor from the group brought over a small oxygen tank from their vehicle and put an oxygen mask on Hawthorne.
Seeing this, Elio turned and walked away. But before he could get far, Hawthorne called out to him, “Elio, do you know about Astrid’s past?”
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