Chapter 135
Chapter 135
Chapter 135 Lincoln Gets Mad Because of Jealousy
Zayla looked up and saw Lincoln holding a black umbrella, standing in the rain.
He looked down at Zayla and said, “The ambulance has arrived.”
It was a simple sentence, but it was like a life-saving antidote!
Zayla heard the alarm of the ambulance.
She looked up and saw doctors rushing down from the vehicle.
They wanted to carry Simon onto the stretcher, but his fingers were firmly hooked over
Zayla’s!
It was also the first time that the doctors had encountered such a situation. They were
all speechless in shock.
The rain was so heavy, but it couldn’t wash away the blood on the ground, which showed how seriously Simon was hurt!
But he used the last of his strength to tightly hook Zayla’s fingers…
Suddenly!
A Benz arrived and Lucy rushed out of the car!
“Simon!”
Lucy saw Simon’s fingers hooking over Zayla’s. No matter how hard she tried, she
couldn’t move his hands away.
As a mother, her eyes became red because of the tears,
“Zayla, Ms. Vargas, please get in the ambulance with my son!” Lucy pleaded.
She knew that it might be too much to ask, but she really had no choice!
That red shirt and the fresh blood that had yet to be washed clean were too unbearable
to her.
No mother would want to see her son like this.
Simon’s injuries could not wait!
Lucy bent her knees and was about to kneel to Zayla!
“Lucy, don’t be like this.”
Zayla looked up at Lucy, her long and curly eyelashes stained with tears.
“I’ll go.”
Her eyelashes trembled and a drop of tears fell.
Lucy’s voice trembled as she repeatedly thanked Zayla.
Simon was moved on the stretcher. Zayla stood up and their fingers remained stuck together.
“I’ll go with you.” Lincoln held the umbrella for Zayla and followed behind her.
Zayla turned around. “Mr. Nash…”
Lincoln said, “You haven’t hired me yet. Now’s not my work time.”
Zayla was just about to say something after she heard Lincoln’s words when Lincoln glanced at Simon.
“He is my nephew after all.’
That made sense.
Zayla could not say anything more.
The ambulance, under the rain, headed towards the hospital.
Inside the vehicle was silent.
There was only the sound of the medical staff treating Simon’s wounds.
Zayla calmed down a little from the panic, and her chaotic state of mind was also gradually eased.
She didn’t know why she had agreed to Lucy’s request. Perhaps she took pity on a mother who loved and worried about her son desperately.
Simon fell into a coma and lay on the stretcher. His eyebrows were tightly furrowed and his expression was uneasy. His fingers that were holding Zayla became tighter and
tighter…
Lincoln frowned. His handsome face was cold and hard. He stared at their fingers, his eyes fierce. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.
If Simon wasn’t his nephew, he would have already cut off his fingers.
Zayla didn’t feel the murderous gaze of Lincoln. She was just looking at the haggard
Simon on the stretcher…
She had never seen him like this. This Simon who cared about her so much…
Lincoln noticed Zayla’s gaze.
He thought, she has watched Simon for too long.
It’s time to look at me, right?
At that moment, Simon suddenly moved. He slowly opened up his sharp eyes.
At the same time, a coat was draped over Zayla’s body…