Chasing After My Beloved Wife

Chapter 54 Get Out, Close the Door!

He held the umbrella and hesitated. “I must be crazy,” thought Connor. “It was raining so heavily that

my clothes are all wet. Why did I run out to send an umbrella to the crazy woman?” Maybe he should

check to see if she had transmitted some sort of craziness to him.

When he noticed her again, he saw that Janina had fallen to the ground.

Connor didn't know what was going on, but he suddenly turned around and ran toward her. He grabbed

Janina and held her in his arms.

Janina's eyes were red, but her sight was already blurred. She grabbed his umbrella, opened it over This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

her head, and glared at Connor. "I hate you! I hate you so much!"

"I am doing this out of kindness toward you."

Connor’s hair was completely wet. As he picked up the umbrella on the ground, he saw that Janina had

already fainted.

"Hey, crazy woman, wake up!"

Connor slapped her twice to feel better. He then furrowed his brows, held the umbrella, and carried her.

"Why am I so kind? She bit me, but now I’m helping her.”

The rain was so heavy that there were no people or vehicles on the road. Connor had to carry Janina

back to the Red Sleeves Bar. When the waiters saw them, they were taken aback.

What was going on?

"What are you waiting for? Open the door to the room upstairs."

He hurried upstairs and was about to throw her onto the bed. However, when he remembered that she

was drenched, he immediately stopped. This bed had custom-made, Italian sheets. He glanced at the

waiter behind him and said, "Why are you still standing there? Get out and close the door!"

“Yes, yes.”

After the door was closed, Connor looked at the unconscious woman. He had a trace of worry in his

eyes.

After changing her clothes, he threw her onto the bed.

He heaved a sigh of relief when he pulled the blanket over her.

"I hate you..." She muttered in a hoarse and painful voice.

On the bed, Janina's brows were tightly knitted. Her face, which had been drenched by the rain, was

abnormally red. Her features were twisted together and she looked like she was enduring endless pain.

Connor leaned over and bent down to put his hand on her forehead. “You have a fever already? Crazy

woman, I had better take you to a hospital. If you die, I don’t want to be a suspect.”

"No, I don't want to go to the hospital."

Feeling her body was moved. Janina instinctively grabbed onto Connor’s arm and shook her head in a

daze. "Mom, don't send me to the hospital. I want you and Dad to stay with me."

Connor froze.

Then his face darkened. No matter how much of a fever she had, she should not call him “Mom.”

"No, I have to send you to the hospital. You're sick.”

"Please, don't."

Once again, Janina spoke pitifully and tugged on Connor’s sleeves.

Connor's arms, which had reached under her body, suddenly lost their strength. His brows were knitted

together.

He went to a pharmacy to get some fever medicine. His wet trouser annoyed him, and he kicked the

side of the door.

His whole life, when had he ever been so embarrassed because of a woman? When she recovered, he

would deal with her.

Connor walked in gloomily. When his eyes fell on the bed, his depression and irritation turned to panic.

Where was she?

He had only gone out for a short while, yet she had disappeared!

The sound of running water came from the bathroom. His tight shoulders relaxed, and he knocked on

the glass door of the bathroom. "Are you stupid? If you can just relieve the fever by taking a shower,

why do you need the medicine? Come out and take your medicine."

The only answer he got was the sound of running water inside.

Connor raised his eyebrows and quickly pushed the door open. He then turned his head and closed the

door. "You’re not making any noise.”

He leaned against the door frame proudly. He was not a villain who took advantage of others. For

something to happen between them, it had to be consensual.

Before he could imagine anything, Connor realized that something was wrong.

That woman wasn’t in the right condition.

With a crash, he pushed the door open. When he saw Janina inside, he was completely horrified.

She had cut her wrists with a sharp fruit knife.

There was a lot of blood on the white marble floor. Yet, Janina was smiling like a happy, innocent child.

Connor froze for a few seconds before he came to his senses. He threw the knife away and grabbed a

clean towel. He pressed it against Janina’s wrists.

Then, he picked her up and ran out in a hurry.

"Janina, Janina, wake up! Don't sleep!"

The waiter drove quickly to the hospital. Sitting in the back row, he pressed down on the bleeding

wound and patted Janina's unconscious face.

“God, don't let this woman die, otherwise, who would prove I’m innocent!” Connor was panicking.

Feeling the car slow down, he immediately looked up and said in a nervous tone, "Don't slow down.

Drive faster. Run all the red lights!”

The waiter had to step on the accelerator and run across all the red lights to the hospital.

Outside the operating theater.

Connor paced back and forth uneasily. He had never seen anything like this before.

He pinched the space between his eyebrows with his slender fingers. In the blink of an eye, he saw the

scene in the bathroom again.

All he did was open her suitcase to tease her. Yet, she bit him and now she did this?