Deep love: insatiable lover

Josefina helped Mercedes hurry as well, and upon seeing that Vanessa was safe and sound, Mercedes gratefully chanted “gracias a Dios” incoherently.

-Vanessa, my Vanessa, it’s good that you are well.

-Mum, don’t worry, I’m fine.

Vanessa smiled reluctantly at Mercedes, all she could think about now was running to the hospital with Dylan. He must have been shot.

It was not yet known whether the bullet was still in his body and whether the wound was in a dangerous position.

So I couldn’t talk to Mercedes too much.

-Josephine, take my mother to the inn first, and I’ll … accompany Dylan to the hospital for a while. In any case, he was injured trying to save me.

-Go ahead. Check yourself too, don’t be careless.

-Yes.

Vanessa nodded and glanced at Josephine, telling her to stay with Mercedes and calm her down. Josephine gave her a reassuring look and helped Mercedes out.

-Let’s go.

Vanessa looked at Dylan again.

His face was no longer filled with the worry and anxiety of the party, it was particularly calm.

The police stayed to deal with the aftermath and the ambulance took Dylan to the nearby hospital with Vanessa.

Dylan insisted on waiting for Vanessa to finish her examination before operating.

Vanessa had no choice but to go for a check-up first.

Vanessa and her baby are in good health because she has been eating a nutritious diet since she became pregnant. Even after the shock she had just suffered, she was fine and everything was fine.

Dylan was relieved.

-I’m going to get the bullet. You don’t have to stay in the hospital, go back and rest.

Dylan said, and left without waiting for Vanessa to say anything.

Vanessa opened her mouth, unable to say what she wanted to say.

Soon the person in charge approached and looked at Vanessa in a respectful manner: “Mrs. Moya, Mr. Dylan has asked me to send you to rest first.

When Dylan said they were husband and wife, the person in charge believed him, and that’s why he called Vanessa that.

He opened his mouth, but in the end did not reply.

-No, I’m fine, I’ll wait for you here.

The bodyguard Dylan had arranged to be here had come with him, someone to take care of everything, and Vanessa just had to wait outside the surgery.

When the person in charge saw her insistence, he stopped persuading her with a face of circumstance.

-I’m sorry for what happened today, I gave you a scare. I have things to do and I have to go first. Here’s my card, if you have anything to do with Mr Dylan, you can call me immediately.

Vanessa shook her head and said she was fine.

But he took the other man’s card anyway.

The man in command suddenly stood at attention and saluted Vanessa with the usual military salute before turning and striding away.

Sitting on the bench, Vanessa stared at the operating theatre door.

She still didn’t know where Dylan had been hurt and whether it was serious. All she could think of was the image of Dylan holding her against all odds, the way he had held her so tightly.

His chest pressed against her back, and it was then that Vanessa could hear Dylan’s heartbeat.

It was beating fast, I was nervous.

But his arms around her were firm, as if he could hold her in a safe harbour no matter what the storm.

It was at that moment that Vanessa decided to believe Dylan’s confession.

But Vanessa could not forget the painful past and decided to trust him, forgive him and be with him openly.

It was all over.

But now, Dylan appears in his life out of nowhere and saves his life.

From that moment on, their destinies are intertwined again, and this time they cannot easily be separated.

Vanessa does not know what to do.

Her head was a jumble of many, many thoughts. It was only when the door to the operating theatre opened that Vanessa came to her senses. She fought her anxiety, got up carefully and slowly approached the doctor.

He asked the doctor.

-How is the situation? Is he badly hurt?

-The bullet has been extracted. It missed the vital points and wounded the side of the waist. But as the patient has just recovered from the bullet wound in the abdomen some time ago, the recovery will be a bit complicated.

-A gunshot wound to the abdomen? You mean he had a gunshot wound to the abdomen before?

-Yes.

Vanessa’s face was pale and her eyes were wide open.

I didn’t expect Dylan to have just been shot and still not fully recovered, and this time …

His heart sank in an instant.

He had really put his life on the line for her and the baby.

Soon Dylan was wheeled out and Vanessa gathered her emotions and made her way to Dylan’s room with the nurses and others.

-Let us know as soon as the patient wakes up.

-Good.

Vanessa nodded absently, frowning at Dylan’s pale face with his eyes closed.

The bodyguards had the good sense to leave the room with the nurses, leaving room for the two of them.

Vanessa looked at Dylan with a complicated expression.

-Why the hell do you like me all of a sudden? You know I didn’t even believe your confession, Dylan, no one is like you, to really use someone, to humiliate them, to bring them so much pain and so much misery before falling in love with them. So I don’t believe it, not at all.

Vanessa muttered to herself.

Dylan was too unconscious to hear what he was saying.

And it was the only time Vanessa had the courage to say what she wanted to say in a single flow.

-I hate you. I hate you for using me, for clinging to me when you clearly don’t want me and for using me as a pawn. I hate that you drove me to despair, that you gave me a taste of despair. If I could go back in time, I even wish I had never met you. Dylan, how do you think I could be with you after what we’ve both been through?

-Then let’s not torture ourselves. I’ll pretend I don’t know anything and you’ll stop doing things that aren’t normal. You live your life, I’ll live mine and pretend we’ve never crossed paths.

Vanessa said so many things without realising, so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t notice that Dylan was awake.

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Dylan spoke, very tense, but decisively.

-No! We can start again, whatever you want me to do, but we will never be separated. Vanessa, you can’t live without me, just like I can’t live without you.

-Are you awake?

Vanessa was not bothered by what she had said and stood up to tell the nurse.

I had even forgotten that the doorbell was next to the bed.

-Don’t go!

Dylan struggled to sit up and Vanessa was so startled that she turned around and walked over to the bed, bending down to squeeze his shoulders.

-Be careful with your wound.

-I won’t move until you do.

Dylan grabbed Vanessa’s hand and said dominantly.

Powerless, Vanessa had no choice but to stay. Her brain calmed down and she rang the doorbell at the foot of the bed.

Soon the doctor and nurse came in, examined Dylan, questioned him some more and gave him some instructions before leaving.