This was Matt's territory. Hendrix broke in with a group of people, but he apparently had alerted the Forbes family. Hendrix found a bathrobe to wrap me up and left immediately.
Emma was locked up in another room. When she got in the car, she saw me. Hendrix came quickly, and Matt did not have time to make things difficult for her, so there was nothing serious.
As soon as the car started, I grabbed Hendrix's mobile phone to call Aaron. Those bodyguards were watching us being taken away at the entrance of Ian's clinic. They would probably not ignore him.
Aaron picked it up very quickly, but he thought that it was Hendrix, so he was rude. "I'm busy. You'd better have something important to say."
"Aaron, it's me." I knew that he was still angry with Hendrix, which made me embarrassed.
"Arianna? Why did you call me with Hendrix's phone? Did he kidnap you?" Aaron was riled up. "How are you? Did something happen to you? Where's Emma?"
Among so many questions, I didn't know which one to answer first. I answered the most important things. "It was Sebastian. Emma and I are all right. You tell me first, how is Ian?"
Aaron was silent for a while and then said slowly, "In the rescue, he lost a lot of blood. The doctor said there was little possibility of him being saved."
I felt the world crumbling apart.
My mind was in a mess, my heart seized up in my chest, and even breathing was difficult.
Sitting at the door of the operating room, I crossed my fingers and sincerely hoped that God would be merciful to Ian. He did not do anything wrong and should not have lost his life for me. Hendrix tried to persuade me to get a check-up. I ignored him. Later, Aaron also came. Like Hendrix, he prioritized my babies and 1.1 still refused.
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