Novel Titanic
Chapter 1141
Chapter 1141 Miss Graves Pulled Owen Down
The ambulance arrived at the hospital less than half an hour later. It sped all the way to the gate. Alivia's vital signs were getting worse and worse. Her blood pressure and pulse were very unstable, and the lines on the monitor made Bert extremely nervous.
The medical staff rushed the stretcher out of the ambulance and into the emergency operating room at top speed. Throughout the entire process, Bert stayed by her side, looking at the blood-stained little face, feeling completely empty inside.
In front of the operating room, he was stopped by a nurse. "I'm sorry, sir. You can't go in."
Bert's footsteps came to a forced halt as her tiny hand slipped away from his grasp. The heavy door closed before him, and the red warning lights on the walls lit up, casting a crimson hue over the nurse's face in front of him.
His gaze was intense, his eyebrows and eyes profound, with pupils that were dark and bright. When he focused on someone, there was a feeling of deep affection.
His Adam's apple bobbed twice, and his voice was hoarse. "Is she... all right?"
The nurse nodded and comforted him. "Don't worry. We will do our best."
After that, she turned around and went in, leaving him standing alone in the long corridor.
It was noon, and there was bright light outside the corridor window, but Bert felt as if he had fallen into an abyss, and his limbs were cold without a trace of warmth.
Looking at the red lights above, he felt almost suffocated. Before his eyes, he couldn't shake off the image of how she looked when she was found just now.
That version of Alivia was something he had never seen before and he never wanted to see. When she took a bullet for him earlier, it hit her left chest, and at that moment, he felt shaken inside, but he had never experienced the feeling of standing on the edge of a cliff, ready to fall at any moment.
Her heart seemed to be empty suddenly as if someone had dug a hole from the back and poured cold wind in.
In Quartz City, he turned and left with such a bad attitude. Why was she still so stupid to follow Owen recklessly for him?
As soon as he thought of her state of mind at that time, he felt as if he had been covered by a huge. In an extremely tense mood, his body showed signs of dehydration, and his lips were dry and cracked. He didn't care at all and kept praying to God that nothing would happen to her.
Time passed by second, and waiting felt like an eternity. Suddenly, Bert's phone in his pocket vibrated. He didn't want to answer, but the other side kept calling persistently.
Bert's mind was in a mess. He took it out and found that it was from the police station.
"Hello?"
"Mr. Harper, we found Owen's body at the foot of the mountain. He's dead," the captain's voice came from the phone, with a slightly breathless tone, indicating they had been searching continuously until now.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.
"I see." Bert didn't care, and there was no fluctuation of emotion in his eyes. If he had to say, he would rather Owen was still alive. At that time, he would know what was more painful than death.
Sensing that he was about to hang up, the captain suddenly said, "I'm sorry."
After that, he added, "I failed to let Miss. Graves come back unscathed. I didn't do what I promised."
Bert uttered a word with a raspy throat as if a knife had slashed through it. He closed his eyes heavily, and after a moment, he managed to squeeze out a sentence, "I am not the victim. There's no need to apologize to me."
"Mr. Harper..." The captain said hesitantly as if he didn't know if he should say such words to him, but after thinking about it, he decided to tell him the truth. "In fact, they fell off the cliff because Miss. Graves was holding onto Owen and pulled him down."
Bert seemed to have heard blood freezing in his body. His eyes fell on the dazzling white wall opposite him, and his fingers holding the phone suddenly tightened. "What did you say?"