Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

Under the moonlight, a slender figure, holding a bloody knife, emerges from Villa Moon Lake Street with an emotionless face.

She was covered in blood.

And then, from her pocket, she pulled out her cell phone and dialed an emergency number.

“Is it 999? Someone is hurt here. …”

In the blue Maserati outside the villa, Lucio Rouco wakes up from his nap and rolls his sore neck.

When I look at the time, it’s almost ten o’clock.

Staying up late playing yesterday made me take a nap in the car today, so sleepy I almost missed it.

He hurried to look towards the villa, not far away.

At the villa, a red Porsche 911 suddenly pulled out and sped past his car.

Lucio Rouco did not immediately start the car to catch up, but got out and ran towards the villa.

Lucio Rouco entered the villa and shouted, “Severo Laris, where are you, what have you been doing in the house with my sister for so long? ”

Upstairs, the sound of a miserable cat barking could be heard.

“Meow! Meow!”

Lucio Rouco looked up and hurried upstairs.

“Severo Laris! Don’t play dead! You bullied my sister! Ah!”

“Severo Laris! You give me …”

Lucio Rouco ran to the bedroom door and saw the inside of the bedroom, which was wide open.

Puddle after puddle of blood on the floor.

He unconsciously reached up and flipped the light switch.

He approached the room and as he entered, Severo Laris was lying on the floor covered in blood.

His white shirt, stained with blood, was red, but his handsome, bloodied face wore an eerie smile.

At the corners of his eyes, there were tear stains.

His gaze, always looking at the door.

Ribs to the side, anxiously circling around her, screaming.

But she did not answer.

Lucio Rouco: “…”

Severo Laris… killed by his sister?

…

Severo Laris was taken to the hospital by ambulance for resuscitation.

Paula Rouco had not yet arrived home when Lucio Rouco returned from Villa Moon Lake Road.

Fearing that something was wrong with her, Lucio Rouco rushed to tell Adam Rouco the whole story.

Late that night, the Rouco family sent numerous bodyguards to turn the Holy City upside down.

Finally, the Porsche 911, with Rouco family license plates, was spotted on roadside security camera footage driving away toward the deserted riverbank.

Adam Rouco, fearing that Paula Rouco is not thinking straight, goes with Lucio Rouco with his bodyguard to look for someone.

Paula Rouco was sitting quietly in her car when Adam Rouco found her.

She touched a handful of blood on her face, stretched out her fingers and said to Adam Rouco with a grimace, “Dad, this is Severo Laris’ blood.”

Adam Rouco and Lucio Rouco, both frozen.

And then Adam Rouco, ignoring the blood that covered her, took his daughter in his arms and said reassuringly, “It’s over, it’s over, no one will dare bully you with daddy around.”

Paula Rouco’s pale lips, smiling, lifted her innocent face and said, “Dad, Severo Laris hurts me as much as it hurts me now, because I’m covered in his blood, and suddenly I don’t hate him anymore.”

…

It was the next morning when Severo Laris was out of danger.

He was transferred to a VIP general ward.

He had many wounds, the most serious in the right chest.

The doctor said, “Professor Laris’ wounds look grisly, but they are flesh wounds, they do not puncture any vital organs, they will not be dangerous, they are just deep and you have to rest and not work on them during this time.”

Salvino nodded hastily, “Yes, I know.”

After Salvino knocked on the door and entered the room, he said, “Boss, the doctor said that his wounds are not serious, he just lost too much blood, now he is a little weak and needs to recover.”

Severo Laris lay back on the bed, not caring, but asking, “Last night, who called the ambulance?”.

“It’s the lady.”

Severo Laris’ eyes deepened for a moment and the corners of his pale lips, hooked slightly.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

She hadn’t left him after all.

Salvino’s mouth twitched, did the boss feel like laughing after being stabbed like that by his wife?

“That, boss, should I call the lady?”

Severo Laris frowned and said coldly, “What’s the call to the wife for?”.

Salvino: … Tell her to come over and see how miserable you look, and take pity on you in the process.

“Over, over to see you.” So badly hurt.

Severo Laris said gravely, “He comes now, and he’ll be heartbroken.”

And he, not to spare you displeasure.

Salvino: “…”

Who would pity you when you’ve been stabbed like that?

Done to himself.

But that’s something Salvino would never dare say unless he wanted to be fired.

Severo Laris said, “You come out.”

Salvino: “… Oh, well, remember to call me if you need anything.”

After Salvino left, Severo Laris looked out the living room window, all scorching sun.

Heat in all directions.

He was finally wearing the same price as her and no longer felt so guilty.

Looking at everything right now, everything is good.

She looked at the wound on her chest wrapped in white gauze and everything was beautiful.

In a few days, it will be his birthday, and by then he should be out of the hospital too.

Seven years and almost three thousand nights away from her, there was no day more relaxing than the one he was having at the moment.

Every day that passed would be better and better.

For, at last, he could stand before her in all fairness, guarding her, loving her and loving her dearly.