Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 1293

Anthea hurried to a military hospital.

As soon as the taxi stopped, Anthea, who was sitting in the back seat, had already rushed out of the building. Without waiting for the change, she made a dart for the building.

She did not even wear a coat. Upon receiving the call, she immediately lifted the quilt and ran out with the green surgical suit.

Her collar was tilted slightly at an angle. While she ran, her forehead and temples were sweating slightly, her hair wet with sweat.

Just like the private hospital she worked for, it was very quiet here at the time.

Her footsteps echoed in the empty hall.

Anthea took the elevator. As soon as she got out of it, she saw Carter standing at the end of the corridor.

He leaned against the wall in a camouflage uniform, his clothes covered with some dirt, which made him look dirty and decadent.

His back was not as straight as before. Under the dim light above his head, Carter appeared to be a disconsolate statue.

Anthea's heart jolted.

Her legs felt like jelly.

Finally, she walked up to Carter. An unfamiliar voice came out of her numb lips. "Where is he?"

His shoulders drooped. Carter, in low spirits, pointed to the ward next to him and said with a hoarse voice. "He's inside... You'd better go in and have a look yourself!"

Anthea's breathing became slow and heavy.

She stared at Carter, trying to find some information about Adam in his eyes, but Carter did not say anything. He just shook his head silently over and over again with a serious expression on his face.

She shifted her eyes from him to the half-open ward door in front of him.

Her gaze landed on it. It seemed that she wanted to look right through the door to see what was inside.

Finally, she pushed the door open.

Her legs went weak.

The first thing she saw was the white sheet on the bed. It covered the person from toe to head. The medical equipment next to him was shining with cold light. On its screen was a simple straight line.

She was a doctor, so she knew what this simple line meant.

It showed that the patient finally died after all attempts to resuscitate him failed.

Anthea was unable to think or move.

Unconsciously, she licked her lower lip, feeling cold from inside to outside.

There seemed to be gusts of piercing wind pouring into her heart, freezing her all over.

How could he...

Anthea was stunned, her eyes bloodshot.

She suddenly thought of the news that she saw in the hospital during the day. He and Carter went to rescue people in the collapsed construction site. The TV screen showed his tall and strong figure, which was gloriously radiant in her heart.

Being a military man had to face lots of dangerous situations at anytime.

In the past, sometimes, she had to separate from him when he was going on a mission. But even it was a short time, Anthea would always be very nervous for fear that he would get hurt or encounter danger. But each time, he came back with only little injuries. But this time...

Anthea walked to the bedside, stiffly reached out her hand, and lifted the white sheet.

Adam lay quietly there.

His facial features were still handsome. His nose was straight and his jaw was still defined. However, his deep-set dark eyes were closed. He was lifeless.

"Adam..." She still wanted to call him.

But he did not answer her.

Instantly, her legs went weak and she collapsed onto the ground.

The moment she made sure that the dead person was Adam, she went to pieces.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

No matter how frequently she wiped them away, there were more and more tears coming to her eyes. At first, she just wept, but gradually, she lost control and began to cry unrestrainedly.

"Ha!"