SWNOVELS Chapter 323
Chapter 323: He should never have trusted Her!
Uriah came in.
York gets up. “Boss Irwin.”
When Uriah saw him, he paused and came over.
“The nurse said the tip of the knife almost hit the carotid artery,” York said. “So even if it worked, it would have been dangerous,
and
someone would have been in the room.”
Uriah looked at Alva lying on the bed, her thin lips parted. “Go and get me some clothes.”
“All right.”
That means he’s staying here.
York leaves.
Uriah sat down where York had just sat. Her dark eyes fell on Alva’s face and she was silent.
Everything around him was quiet.
York got into the car, and as he got in, he saw a taxi parked outside the hospital.
He looked subconsciously, and this look stopped.
The man who got out of the cab wasn’t someone else.
It’s Jackson.
He got out of the car and ran into the hospital, quickly disappearing from his sight.
York moved his eyes and picked up the phone.
After the phone rings four times, it goes through, “Hello.”
Distinctive cold voice, a little deeper than usual.
“Boss Irwin, I see Mr.Ioward in the hospital.”
The voice on the phone is quiet.
York’s down. Listen, it’s quiet in here.
“I see.”
The phone hangs up.
York started the car and joined the traffic.
Jackson runs into the hospital and bouncers arrive.
“Mr.Howard.”
‘Where is she?
“Here, I’ll show you.”
“Good,” said Hermione.
Alva was taken to the hospital and they stayed there.
I knew which ward Alva was in.
Soon the bodyguard took Jackson to Alva’s hospital room.
He opened the door at once and went in.
Stop when you see someone sitting in front of the bed.
But Uriah sat there as if he had not heard the sound, and did not even
move.
Jackson clenched his hand and strode across.
He came to the hospital bed and looked at Alva.
When he saw her face like a blank sheet of paper, his whole breath changed.
He said he would protect her.
He said to protect her!
Clenched fists, bulging veins on the back of the hand.
He looked at Uriah, his eyes red.
‘Get out!
He didn’t want to argue with Uriah, he didn’t want to fight Uriah.
He was afraid he would disturb her.
He can’t.
He wants control.
Uriah got up and turned to go out.
All the time, he didn’t look at Jackson.
Not even a glance.
The door of the ward is closed.
Jackson immediately took Alva’s hand and wrapped it tightly.
“Grandpa sent me to find you. He said it’s not good for couples to be apart too long, especially if they’re newlyweds. I agree.”
“But Grandpa is a person I cherish, and I also thought that you had someone around me to protect you, and in a day or two, I
could see you, and I was relieved, but now I regret it.”
“I shouldn’t, shouldn’t!
Jackson squeezed Alva’s hand, squeezing it and kissing the back of her hand.
The eyes are hot and moist.
“You have always been a person who does not let people worry about, you always want to deal with it yourself, make your own
arrangements, take it on yourself, you don’t want me to worry, you don’t want me to
Worry
about you, I...”
His voice broke and tears came to his eyes.
He looked down, pressed his forehead against the back of her hand, and said hoarsely, “How can I trust you?”
“Alva, I know your character, how can I trust you...”
Trust her to take care of herself, trust her to take care of everything, trust everything she says.
He fucking believed...
Uriah walked out of the hospital.
The sun was blazing overhead, and a heat enveloped him.
The heat, with its fishy sweetness, held him tight like an inextricable
rope.
He looked ahead, his dark eyes deep and rich, like this heat to burn people’s heads.
Picked up the phone, dialed a number.