Since the door of the warehouse was knocked down by the black MPV, only half
of it was left hanging there. Mitchel kicked it open, causing dust to spread
everywhere.
Lauren lay on the floor like a dead fish. There were traces of abuse all over her
body, and blood still oozed out of her wrist.
Mitchel strode over, tore off a corner of his shirt, and tied up her wound. Then he
held her in his arms, stood up, and carried her to the car.
Lauren curled up in his arms. He felt her body was burning. She murmured,
“Mitchel, you're finally here...”
Mitchel looked down at her.
“Yes, I'm here. Don't say anything. I'll take you to the hospital.”
Lauren burst into tears.
“Mitchel, I'm so scared. I thought I wouldn't see you again... It hurts so much...
Am I going to die?”
“Don't talk nonsense. You will be fine,” Mitchel comforted her.
Lauren grabbed Mitchel’s collar and pleaded, “Mitchel, please don't drive me
away. I will listen to everything you say. I will be obedient to you. Just please
don't drive me away.”
Lauren's face was swollen beyond recognition. When Mitchel looked at her, his
cold face softened. He comforted her again, “Stop thinking about anything else.
As soon as we get to the hospital, you will be fine.”
Since Lauren's wounds were all fresh, she shivered in pain. The drug she took
was taking effect, so her eyelids felt heavy.
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She forced herself not to fall asleep. She hated that Mitchel didn’t respond to her
words. She wanted to cry.
“Mitchel, can you not drive me away?”
Still, Mitchel didn’t answer her.
Lauren closed her eyes to hide her resentment. After a while, she said, “Mitchel,
can you lend me your phone? I want to tell my father that I'm safe.”
Mitchel nodded.
“Okay.”
He turned on his phone, called Lauren’s father, and put the phone near her ear.
“Ahhh!” Lauren suddenly screamed madly and smashed Mitchel’s phone against
the car window.
It was too late for Mitchel to stop her. The phone fell to the car floor with a broken
screen.
Then, he saw her holding her head. Her body trembled uncontrollably.
“No... Don't touch me... Don't hit me... Don't..."
Mitchel thought it was a stress reaction.