Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband

Her hand throbbed with pain, bright red blood gushing unceasingly from her fair skin. However, she didn’t feel the pain because, in her heart, she was hurting even more.

At the sound of the wine glasses shattering, the people in the grand hall gathered around, unable to discern what had happened.

The ghastly sight of the red liquid made Baron Stuart’s heart clench.

Walking over, he scooped Emily up from the ground. At this time, she struggled to get off him, ignoring the wound on her hand.

Baron Stuart felt both pain and anger, never having been so enraged before, and roared!

“Don’t you dare move again!”

The deafening bellow echoed throughout the grand hall. Everyone present fell silent and had never heard such an angry voice.

Even Emily seemed never to have heard him this furious before. She couldn’t help but stifle her voice and stared at him, somewhat dazed.

Seeing her finally calming down, Baron Stuart’s heart settled for a moment before carrying her towards the front door.

In the car, he saw the broken glass embedded in her wrist, and his heart ached as if pierced by those shards.

“To the hospital.” His deep voice rang out, and the driver immediately started the car towards the hospital.

Extracting these fragments would likely be tricky for Doctor Gavin, who had only brought simple medical supplies for his travels to City C.

Only after calming herself down did Emily feel the sting from the glass, furrowing her brow slightly.

“It hurts…”

As Baron Stuart held her, he dared not stop the bleeding for fear that touching the glass would push it in deeper.

Seeing her furrowed brow, he could only hold her in his arms and gently comforted her, “We will reach the hospital soon.”

His lips hesitantly touched her forehead, as the red liquid flowed from her hand, staining the car interior and creating a mess.

Fortunately, the hospital wasn’t far away. Ten plus minutes later, the black Bentley stopped at the hospital entrance.

Carrying Emily in his arms, Baron Stuart strode towards the hospital’s grand entrance, his knitted brows showing that he couldn’t wait.

Inside the paramedic room, the doctor saw the alarming broken glass and furrowed his brow.

It took a whole hour to remove the large and small glass fragments embedded in her skin.

After cleaning the wound, the doctor carefully bandaged her hand and warned her not to let it touch water until it had fully healed.

With the glass removed, Emily felt the pain in her hand subside a little, but it still hurt, perhaps because of the liquid medicine seeping in.

Leaving the hospital, Emily no longer wanted him to carry her, so she walked out of the hospital on her own.

Walking out of the hospital and seeing the lights dimmed in the city, the change of environment didn’t help her mood.

Just as the two of them walked out of the hospital entrance, a burst of cell phone ringtone rang.

He took out his cell phone and saw on the caller ID that it was Mr. Colton, who had hosted the banquet tonight.

“Hello?”

“Mr. Stuart, how is your wife?” Since the injury occurred at a banquet he hosted, Mr. Colton had to extend his courtesy as a host, especially since the injured person was Baron Stuart’s “wife”.

“She’s fine.” Baron Stuart replied indifferently.