Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1133: He Left

Mort Thorne felt like his head was splitting open, and in his dazed state, he heard the chatter around him,

A few Crimson Eye Soldiers were crowded together.

"Did you all see our sister-in-law?"

"Yes, I saw her. Sister-in-law looks so young, younger than all of us."

"But sister-in-law is really beautiful, the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen."

"Boss really loves our little sister-in-law, he would even kneel for her."

"Hey, Bache, you had close contact with our sister-in-law, how is she?"

"Sister-in-law is amazing, she once drew her knife next to me in a flash, and I couldn’t even stop it in time. No wonder she’s the girl our boss likes, she’s different!" Bache said admiringly.

Mort Thorne opened his eyes; he was no longer in the hospital but inside a Jeep.

When he fainted earlier, he was taken out directly.

"Boss, you’re awake?" Someone noticed Mort Thorne regaining consciousness.

Charles Bishop quickly approached, asking with concern, "Mort, how are you feeling now?"

Mort sat up; he looked very pale. What he had ingested was the latest concoction from the lead brother, pretty formidable stuff. He looked at Charles, "Who told you to bring me out?"

"It was... it was the doctor, Mort, let’s quickly head to Miaojiang, we can’t delay detoxification any longer. Besides, you wouldn’t want Miss Hollis to see you like this, right?" Charles urged.

Mort pressed his thin lips into a cold arc, "Stop the car, turn around, go back to the hospital!"

"Mort!"

"Before I leave, I want to see her!"

Charles breathed a sigh of relief, okay, just a glance, then we’ll head to Miaojiang, "Bache, turn around!"

"Boss, you haven’t seen sister-in-law for just a moment, and you already miss her?"

"This time, because of your kneeling, sister-in-law has become famous, everyone knows we have a sister-in-law now."

"I heard many military belles are not convinced, they want to meet our sister-in-law!"

"Indeed, everyone wants to see what charm sister-in-law has to capture our boss’s heart!"

These Crimson Eye Soldiers, who move effortlessly through battlefields, are the most endearing people when they put down their guns.

Mort stretched out his long leg and kicked one of the Crimson Eye Soldiers in the butt, producing an "ouch," and the soldiers fell down like a stack of dominoes.

"Behave yourselves, or you’ll have no dinner tonight and will have to do two hours of heavy cross-country!" Mort scolded.

"Yes, Boss!"

The Crimson Eye Soldiers quickly sat back up in a row, not daring to utter a word.

Charles laughed, "Mort, these boys have missed you; it’s been a long while since they’ve seen you and they’re thinking of you. You’re hurt, let Kate Lee treat your wounds."

With that, Charles called out, "Kate Lee."

Kate came; she was wearing a white coat, a field doctor. She came to Mort’s side and reached out to unbutton Mort’s black shirt.

The shirt peeled away, revealing the man’s strong chest, his bronzed skin emitting a healthy, sensual glow. A knife wound on his chest, some bloodstains, yet he didn’t seem in pain, his brows remained unknitted.

Only his thin lips were slightly pale, and in the dim light of the car, his handsome face exuded a kind of distant cold aura, with features exceptionally defined.

Such a stoic man always makes a woman want to touch him.

"Mort, lift your arm, let me help you take the shirt off," Kate said.

Mort lazily raised his muscular arm, and the black shirt was completely removed, revealing the man’s eight-pack abs and perfect, tight Adonis belt.

The eight-pack abs were paired with trousers and a black leather belt; no one dared to look below. This man was sturdy, unlike ordinary men, so they could only sneak glances.

But now, on those abs were several red scratch marks, seemingly made by a woman, exuding a peculiar ambiguity.

Charles and Kate both noticed, as Mort leaned his broad back against the seat and casually closed his eyes.

Kate promptly began to treat his wounds.

"Mort, do you really like that girl named Dianna Hollis?"

Kate was the daughter of a friend in the Thorne family and grew up with Mort, childhood sweethearts. Later, she followed Mort and became an outstanding field doctor, living life and death beside these people.

The police car was very quiet; no one spoke, not even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard. Everyone was listening, listening for this answer.

The man, tempered and polished by time, has been sung about by high-profile leaders, military, political, and judicial circles as the "Blood Eagle," has he developed feelings?

Mort shook his head, "It’s not like."

Kate paused, her eyes reflecting light.

But soon, Mort added a few words, "It’s love, I love her."

Mort said he loved Dianna Hollis.

The light in Kate’s eyes instantly extinguished.

...

In the hospital.

Cain Shaw returned; his steady footsteps walked along the corridors, soon pausing at the door of Dianna Hollis’s hospital room.

Through the small glass window, Dianna lay in bed, still unconscious.

His gaze was fixed on her small oval face, wanting to etch her brows and features deep into his soul.

Dianna, goodbye.

He has to go.

Sorry, he couldn’t fulfill the promise he made to her.

And the answer she anticipated, he couldn’t tell her in person.

Mort’s large hands, hanging at his side, clenched into fists tightly, his dark eyes slowly turning scarlet; she was the girl he loved the most.

Girl, can you... wait for me?

I need some time now; can you wait for me to come back?

If I don’t die, I will definitely come back to marry you!

The clenched fist slowly loosened as Mort turned to leave.

...

The next day.

The delicate butterfly-like wings fluttered weakly, and Dianna slowly opened her eyes.

Her vision filled with white, along with a pungent smell of disinfectant; she was now in the hospital.

"Dianna, you’re awake?" A voice of delight reached her ears.

Dianna turned her head; she saw her mother, Jodie Young, along with the chief physician, nurse, senior caregiver, in short, many people.

Dianna’s bright eyes scanned each face, but none were the ones she was looking for. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

The tall, familiar figure she expected was not there.

Cain Shaw was not there.

Dianna looked again, still nothing.

Her delicate white hand moved weakly; she spoke in a frail voice, "Mom."

Jodie quickly stepped forward, holding Dianna’s small hand, "Dianna, you just woke up, you’re out of the danger zone, don’t move too much, quickly lie down and rest."

"Mom, where’s Cain?"

She was looking for Cain.

Where is Cain?

Why isn’t he here?

He promised her she would see him first when she opened her eyes.

So in the first glance, she was searching for him, but he wasn’t there, she couldn’t find him.