Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 1196

Anthea suddenly slipped and rolled down from the hillside.

In winter, some snow in the mountains had not yet melted. When she rolled down from high above, the first thing she thought of was to protect her head.

Fortunately, the white down jacket on her was the same color as the snow in the field. Therefore, as the two hooligans looked down, they failed to see her. They thought she must have plunged to her death.

They did not want to get involved in her death, so they stopped chasing her.

However, Anthea did not dare to stay there and wait for help. Who knew if the two hooligans would get back to rape her? What if they came back to look for her?

She scrambled to her feet, intending to find the way back according to her sense of direction.

When she got up, she felt a throbbing pain in her left leg.

Although the ground was covered with snow, she only covered her head when she rolled down, and her left shin just bumped into a big tree.

She roughly checked herself. Her shin should be fractured, and the specific situation could only be known when she was in the hospital.

Anthea tried his best to stand up and picked up the branches to support herself all the way, staggering back with one leg step by step.

At this time, when she saw Adam, the fear in her immediately disappeared.

Feeling his warm body and male scent, Anthea immediately relaxed.

Adam knelt on the ground, holding her tightly in his arms. He looked her up and down with concern for fear of missing every detail.

In addition to the torn jacket that was wide open, the sweater inside was raveled. Besides, her collar was pulled open, revealing a large area of white skin near her collarbones. Adam could even see the lacetrimmed strap of her bra inside. Only at one glance, Adam could tell that it was the hooligans who tore her clothes.

Flames of wrath leaped in his breast.

Right now, he had the urge to kill the two hooligans.

Being a soldier, especially a soldier from special troops, was at high risk. It was because they often had secret and dangerous tasks. Sometimes when necessary, they had to kill.

Adam finally managed to bring his anger under control and quickly checked her with his eyes.

Her jeans below were still intact, which meant that no one touched her intimate part. Except for her miserable appearance, she did not seem to be injured, but her left leg was stiff. He did not know how serious it was.

Adam once again suppressed his urge to kill the two hooligans and held her tightly in his arms. 'Anthea, don't be afraid. I'm here!"

His face was distorted with his concern for her, and his eyebrows so deeply wrinkled made him look much older.

Anthea grimaced in pain. Yet she smiled at him with her two small dimples on her face. "Umm..."

She had absolute confidence in him.

Anthea knew very well that as long as he was by her side, she was fearless.

Because whatever happened, he would be there for her. Her small world under his protection would be full of sunshine and peace, and there would no longer be any storm.

With bouts of dizziness in her head, Anthea, who could not hold on there anymore, closed her eyes and fainted.

Before she lost her consciousness, she was lying on

Adam's sturdy chest, his strong arms around her.

She could not remember ever having felt so safe and secure!

Then Anthea was sent to a nearby high-ranking hospital in the city. Now, she was in the operating room.

It was quiet in the corridor. At this time, the setting sun outside shining through the windows made a lot of rosy halos. Adam stood up there, as quiet as a statue. He looked so severe and unapproachable.

"Ding!" Someone arrived by the elevator.

Carter, dressed in a military uniform, walked out. He did not have a playful expression on his face as usual. Instead, he was rather serious.