I Want a Divorce (Abigail and Sean)

Chapter 853 Bringing You Home

Anderson would send her to the hospital, and whatever happened later, he would take responsibilityfor it himself.

Jamie had everything planned out before swiftly departing the scene.

Anderson returned to Luna's side and found her looking pale and drifting in and out ofconsciousness from the loss of blood.

He took a moment to assess her condition before gently lifting her hand and ostensibly examiningher injury while discreetly scribbling a message in her palm.

Luna felt a faint scratching sensation. She struggled to open her eyes but was unable to muster thestrength to speak, so she silently savored the sensation in her palm.

Before long, Jamie reappeared, prompting Anderson to stand by silently.

As Luna closed her eyes once more, Jamie leaned in close to Anderson and whispered, "Mr.Davison advised caution and mentioned he won't be able to provide you with any bodyguards."

Anderson nodded. "Got it. I'll do my best. If it gets too risky, I'll bring her back. I won't risk my life fora stranger."

Jamie couldn't be happier hearing his determination.

Anderson left Jonell's place with Luna on his back. They walked quite a distance before he spokesoftly, "You're gonna stay put in the hospital for now. There are people there who'll lend a hand. I'llswing back here soon, sort some stuff out, then we'll head home."

Luna blinked groggily as she slowly opened her eyes.

It dawned on her... He had penned down the name "Sean Graham."

"You're not dead..." she murmured.

"If I were dead, how would I be here to rescue you?" Anderson replied.

Luna clutched his shirt tightly, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She struggled to speak through her tears, and it took a while before she could manage to composeherself. "Can we go home?"

"Jonell's on his last legs, so we'll be alright," he assured her.

Luna wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. "Thank you..."

Anderson escorted her to the hospital and handed her over to Xavien, who was disguised as adoctor. "Take good care of her. I'll head back now."

He exited the room where Luna was undergoing surgery, and immediately, Xavien arranged for herto be relocated.

Anderson lurked in the hospital's shadows, pulled out his phone, sent a message, and swiftlyreturned.

...

Jonell was resting in his room when a deafening explosion jolted him awake from his sleep.

The house shook violently.

Jamie staggered into the room and shouted urgently, "Mr. Davison, we've been found out. You needto leave—"

Before he could finish his sentence, a bullet flew straight into his forehead.

Jonell rolled off the bed, paying no mind to his undressed state, and hastily fled.

A figure armed with a silenced gun and wearing a terrorist mask slowly entered the room.

Jonell hid behind the curtains, his heart racing.

Just then, the terrorist was shot and collapsed to the ground.

Jonell dared not make a move until he saw Anderson. Then, he abruptly yanked open the curtains."Anderson!"

Anderson approached him, his expression filled with concern. "Are you okay?"

"Where's the woman you were supposed to take to the hospital?" Jonell asked urgently.

Anderson's face tightened with displeasure. "It's late, and you're still worrying about a woman whodoesn't care for you?"

"Where is she?" Jonell's tone grew more anxious.

After a tense moment, Anderson relented. "She's at the hospital. I was worried about trouble here,so I hurried back to check."

"How could you leave her alone at the hospital?" Jonell's voice turned stern.

"It's not my problem. I got her to the hospital and made sure the doctors would take care of her.There are thugs everywhere. Whether you leave or stay, your bodyguards are almost all dead!"Anderson replied, his expression darkening.

Jonell could only hurry to gather his things while Anderson waited at the door.

Upon fleeing the villa, Jonell had barely taken a few steps when he was shot once more.

He let out a pained grunt as he lost his footing and tumbled down the slope.

Anderson remained frozen for a moment, then hurried over as soon as he saw Jonell slow down."How bad are you hurt?"

Jonell clutched his arm as blood seeped through his fingers and gasped, "We gotta keep moving!"

With Jamie gone, he felt a wave of uncertainty wash over him.

"I've already called Mike and the others. Let's find a safe spot to lay low until they can get to us,"Anderson suggested and guided him toward a more crowded area of the buildings.

"Got a phone?" Jonell asked, catching his breath.

Anderson handed him his phone. "You can call for help too."

Jonell dialed a number and waited anxiously until the call connected.

"Track my phone and come pick me up fast. My place just got bombed by terrorists. We need help,hurry!" He pleaded before hanging up and returning the phone to Anderson.

Anderson led him into a nearby alley, where they huddled in the shadows. He used the phone's dimlight and tended to Jonell's wounds.

Jonell felt like he was just plain unlucky.novelbin

Ever since he crossed paths with Sean, trouble seemed to follow him like a shadow. He leanedagainst the wall, glanced at Anderson, and for once, he let a bit of melodrama slip into his tone."Only you would risk any danger to come to my rescue."

Anderson didn't respond and simply tended to his wounds in silence.

"Whether it's a bullet or buckshot, it's hard to deal with. We need to get to a safe place." He finishedbandaging him and told Jonell.

Jonell nodded in agreement. "Once my men arrive, we'll have a specialized medical team ready."

Anderson turned off his phone, and his expression transformed completely as he watched Jonellsilently. As such, a taunting smile tugged at the corner of his lips.