Selina became nervous and started sweating.
"Saoirse, why did you run in?" A male voice suddenly spoke.
Lothar rushed into the ward.
"I'm so sorry. That's how my girlfriend is. I'll take her away immediately," Lothar said as he pulled the Saoirse away quickly.
Saoirse was caught off guard by Lothar's sudden appearance. Before she could even react, she was dragged away by Lothar.
Selina let out a sigh of relief.
But at the same time, she felt bad.
Right before Cecilia and Natalie arrived, she was begging Saoirse not to tell the truth about her relationship with Matthew. Saoirse actually kept her word, which made her a little less detestable.
In fact, Saoirse deserved the seat next to his bed.
Perhaps, Selina was the one who didn't deserve that seat.
"Her boyfriend is more reasonable," Cecilia said.
Selina composed herself.
She nodded awkwardly and sat next to Matthew.
Matthew's face was pale with his eyes closed.
Selina held Matthew's hand tightly.
Fortunately, Matthew was fine, which was a great relief.
On the other hand, Saoirse stumbled as Lothar dragged her to the elevator.
Saoirse struggled and broke free of Lothar's grasp. She looked at Lothar with her beautiful blue eyes and questioned him. "Who are you? Why are you pulling me? I don't even know you."
Lothar licked his lips. "I'm sorry, miss. I pulled you out of the room to prevent Selina's mother from finding out about your relationship with Matthew. It will be hard on Selina if she did. I'm very sorry."
Saoirse's eyes rippled. "Are you Selina's friend?"
"Yes I am," said Lothar.
"But the one laying unconscious in the room is my husband. Am I not qualified to go to see him when he is lying in the hospital bed?" Saoirse was getting emotional. "Who are you to pull me away!"
Lothar felt very guilty. "Miss, I'm just doing what's best for everyone."
"He's my husband!" Saoirse exclaimed.
"Miss, Selina has told me the whole story about the three of you. Even though the both of you are married, it wasn't a voluntary move. He loves Selina and not you, so you should be happy for him." Lothar stammered.
He didn't have any ill intentions, he just spoke for Selina.
However, his words only made Saoirse feel worse.
Her tears flowed down her cheeks. "He doesn't love me. Can I not see him even if he doesn't love me? Why did you have to drag me out!"
When Lothar saw that Saoirse was crying, he panicked.
If he had known that Saoirse would cry, he wouldn't have said anything. He was most afraid of women crying.
"I'm really sorry. Don't cry," Lothar said in a panic.
She continued to cry. "He is my husband. Why did you drag me out? Why, why!"
Suddenly, his cell phone rang.
The ringing came from Saoirse's bag.
She didn't pick up and kept on crying.
Lothar was getting anxious.
He guessed that it was Saoirse's friend who called. If he couldn't console her, maybe her friend could.
"Miss, if you don't pick it up the phone, I'll pick it up for you," said Lothar.
Saoirse ignored Lothar.
Lothar gritted his teeth, opened Saoirse's bag and took out her phone.
"My apologies." Lothar answered the call.
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